<?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-2298956797184284992</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:04:16.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like scrapbooking but for lazy people.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1611973584760716293</id><published>2011-10-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:15:22.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMP77NgT2Bw/TptVQXgZL9I/AAAAAAAAAng/O1RecPbotxo/s1600/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664214696024682450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMP77NgT2Bw/TptVQXgZL9I/AAAAAAAAAng/O1RecPbotxo/s320/DSC01060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and I started to decorate for Halloween. We have about 14 pumpkins, for my carving pleasure, we also picked our corn stocks and tied them to our posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U17FPX9whHk/TptVQH-MbhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/niV_c4toMD0/s1600/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664214691854708242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U17FPX9whHk/TptVQH-MbhI/AAAAAAAAAnU/niV_c4toMD0/s320/DSC01059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I harvested our pumpkins, for some strange reason they just wont turn orange. My huge one has some orange spots but the rest are very green. So i put them in the sun in hopes of getting them to change color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggOx6JQDmPs/TptVPm-5r9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/l7A6Yg3jkkI/s1600/DSC01062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664214682999304146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggOx6JQDmPs/TptVPm-5r9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/l7A6Yg3jkkI/s320/DSC01062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For my birthday Mike is going to take me to the ballet, we are going to see Dracula, I'm so very excited, so naturally i bought new shoes for the grand event. They are rather tall, and they hurt a little bit to wear but they are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L069TToMK94/TptVPQgY9FI/AAAAAAAAAm8/81kJkLoNhiw/s1600/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664214676965749842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L069TToMK94/TptVPQgY9FI/AAAAAAAAAm8/81kJkLoNhiw/s320/DSC01061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been wearing them all day to get some practice and also to try and get over the horrible amount of pain that they can cause. My friend who is super girly and always wears these kind of heals said that with practice ill get used to it, so far I'm not sure i believe her but ill keep trying. &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/2298956797184284992-1611973584760716293?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1611973584760716293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1611973584760716293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1611973584760716293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1611973584760716293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/10/harvesting.html' title='Harvesting'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMP77NgT2Bw/TptVQXgZL9I/AAAAAAAAAng/O1RecPbotxo/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1854897659165222433</id><published>2011-09-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:53:53.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October is just around the Corner</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for Halloween, anyone who knows me knows that Halloween is my favorite holiday. I get super jazzed for it every year, i already have a few things ready to go. I have also been stocking up on magazines to help me get ready for all the crafts that i want to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NrnJgAwdzWU/Tn92b2gV89I/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZBr0-jALjMc/s1600/DSC01058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369877860348882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NrnJgAwdzWU/Tn92b2gV89I/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZBr0-jALjMc/s320/DSC01058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got my toes painted into jack-o-lantern pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZEkhL8Y3OA/Tn92btvJWDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TvvbytM6iac/s1600/DSC01054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369875506518066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZEkhL8Y3OA/Tn92btvJWDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TvvbytM6iac/s320/DSC01054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pumpkin patch is all ready to go. Ya know just in case the great pumpkin comes to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9FpDPBt2tzk/Tn92bcxbv7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/5lsoiaqRyws/s1600/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369870952710066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9FpDPBt2tzk/Tn92bcxbv7I/AAAAAAAAAl0/5lsoiaqRyws/s320/DSC01055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although my giant green pumpkin just wont turn orange, no matter how hard i try. Mike got me a grocery store orange pumpkin to put next to him to try and motivate him to change color. So far its not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVUlGUyVil0/Tn92bNvZQiI/AAAAAAAAAls/a8so1ceyjns/s1600/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369866917626402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVUlGUyVil0/Tn92bNvZQiI/AAAAAAAAAls/a8so1ceyjns/s320/DSC01057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you see my other green pumpkin hiding in there, he is very well hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbMg2TCvMzg/Tn92axQXW6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/4O-SsE7e-jA/s1600/DSC01056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656369859271285666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbMg2TCvMzg/Tn92axQXW6I/AAAAAAAAAlk/4O-SsE7e-jA/s320/DSC01056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is, he is still pretty small but i think with another 30 days or so he will be ready to go. If they don't turn orange ill just spray paint them black and put glow in the dark eyes all over them.&lt;/div&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/2298956797184284992-1854897659165222433?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1854897659165222433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1854897659165222433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1854897659165222433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1854897659165222433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/09/october-is-just-around-corner.html' title='October is just around the Corner'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NrnJgAwdzWU/Tn92b2gV89I/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZBr0-jALjMc/s72-c/DSC01058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4528985162691370123</id><published>2011-09-25T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:40:08.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Mike is so stinking cute, for our anniversary i had to go to school and i have two tests to study for and an amazing amount of homework to go through so i was not really expecting much. We had plans for the night but i have so much on my plate that i was honestly more worried about taking the time out for a date rather than excited about it. I got home from school just ready to crash i was so sleepy and not ready to take on the homework at all. I walked through the door to see a wonderful surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5656367919250857714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ImSEXU_OBuo/Tn90p2Hc3vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FLDNj3MpUSQ/s320/DSC01052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cleaned up the kitchen and had this waiting for me on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is he. Those sun flowers in there are one's we grew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4528985162691370123?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4528985162691370123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4528985162691370123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4528985162691370123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4528985162691370123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-anniversary.html' title='Our Anniversary'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ImSEXU_OBuo/Tn90p2Hc3vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/FLDNj3MpUSQ/s72-c/DSC01052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7099563318599962262</id><published>2011-08-28T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:50:35.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins on Parade</title><content type='html'>My pumpkins are out of control, they are vining all over the place. I eventually had to get some of Mike's fishing line and tie it around some of the posts on my porch so that i could get them to vine someplace i don't walk or park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they are doing so well i think ill try watermelon there next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7MyXCbPdCA/Tlpwvb3WQjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/reLES4hhEuI/s1600/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645949043098403378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7MyXCbPdCA/Tlpwvb3WQjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/reLES4hhEuI/s320/DSC01051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He really is bigger in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cW5Zy3PaDg4/TlpwuzoLdaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ExtxF8wiA9s/s1600/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645949032297362850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cW5Zy3PaDg4/TlpwuzoLdaI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ExtxF8wiA9s/s320/DSC01050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The post in the back ground has the fishing line around it just waiting for the pumpkins to climb up.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7099563318599962262?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7099563318599962262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7099563318599962262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7099563318599962262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7099563318599962262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/pumpkins-on-parade.html' title='Pumpkins on Parade'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7MyXCbPdCA/Tlpwvb3WQjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/reLES4hhEuI/s72-c/DSC01051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-676538372372797568</id><published>2011-08-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:42:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty little Pedicures</title><content type='html'>Mike was going golfing with a buddy one night and i have been wanting to get a pedicure so i figured that would be a perfect night to go. Mom was feeling like she needed a little relaxing time as well so it was a girls night. I love pedicures, i get blisters from simply thinking about walking so my feet are pretty tore up on a regular basis so its nice to have smooth feet even if they only lasted a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWhclKUcjMY/TlpuvnJEJrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AtMVvCmL6pg/s1600/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645946847102248626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWhclKUcjMY/TlpuvnJEJrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AtMVvCmL6pg/s320/DSC01037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom has bamboo shoots. I think that mine were also supossed to be bamboo shoots but i think it looks more like a transformer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLmn4YEx768/TlpuveoVgnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U1dorSlKHes/s1600/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645946844817490546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLmn4YEx768/TlpuveoVgnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/U1dorSlKHes/s320/DSC01036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom went for a girly purple color and i went for a highlighter orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwMCbd6tWzE/TlpuvI-wMiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/6oQfjngR8Sk/s1600/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645946839005934114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwMCbd6tWzE/TlpuvI-wMiI/AAAAAAAAAk0/6oQfjngR8Sk/s320/DSC01035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you like my little flip flop tan line, i think it goes well with my toes.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-676538372372797568?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/676538372372797568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=676538372372797568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/676538372372797568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/676538372372797568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/pretty-little-pedicures.html' title='Pretty little Pedicures'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWhclKUcjMY/TlpuvnJEJrI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AtMVvCmL6pg/s72-c/DSC01037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4309801940828465008</id><published>2011-08-17T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T06:17:06.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paula Dean Cobbler</title><content type='html'>I had a whole bunch of peaches just sitting about and i wanted to make some cobbler, the only cobbler i have ever made was years ago at a young women's camp in the dutch oven and dutch oven is the best way to make cobbler so i was not very confident. We found a good recipe from Paula Dean and it seemed so easy to make so we tried it out and it turned out amazing. I think next time ill just double the amount of peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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_5642022844857587650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPU3vMRcrZY/Tkx94npgF8I/AAAAAAAAAks/hYlFK9TTsuU/s320/DSC01032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 Cups pealed sliced peaches&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 cups of sugar divided&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 cup of water &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8 tablespoons of butter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 1/2 cups of self rising flour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 1/2 cups of milk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ground Cinnamon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Directions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 350&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combine peaches, 1 cup of sugar and water in a saucepan, mix well. Bring to a boil and simmer for 10 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Place butter in your baking dish and put in the oven as the oven warms to melt the butter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combine flour, milk and remaining cup of sugar in bowl and mix slowly so the mixture does not clump. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When butter is melted remove from oven and pour flour mixture over the butter, do not stir. Spoon fruit gently on top. Gently pour in the syrup. Sprinkle with Cinnamon if you would like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bake for 30 to 45 minutes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4309801940828465008?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4309801940828465008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4309801940828465008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4309801940828465008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4309801940828465008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/paula-dean-cobbler.html' title='Paula Dean Cobbler'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPU3vMRcrZY/Tkx94npgF8I/AAAAAAAAAks/hYlFK9TTsuU/s72-c/DSC01032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-706182773351967717</id><published>2011-08-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:35:36.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little garden is growing</title><content type='html'>The garden in my front yard along my driveway is really growing pretty great, however the garden in my back yard is not doing so well. I am hoping that because its the first year i planted back there its just having a tiny bit of a hard time adjusting and that the reason its not growing has nothing to do with the fact that i may have put my garden in a bad location. I guess we will see next year. We did also pick some beautiful red tomato's this week, I don't have a picture because we ate them too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9HXl89Lg9Q/TjyLYOMr2OI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wWGV-paVq40/s1600/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637534081805441250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9HXl89Lg9Q/TjyLYOMr2OI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wWGV-paVq40/s320/DSC01021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My pumpkins are doing great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxPG1i81uWM/TjyLX_XPUfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RA9lC1JbypI/s1600/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637534077823177202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DxPG1i81uWM/TjyLX_XPUfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RA9lC1JbypI/s320/DSC01020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my very first sun flower that i have ever grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-706182773351967717?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/706182773351967717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=706182773351967717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/706182773351967717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/706182773351967717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-little-garden-is-growing.html' title='My little garden is growing'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9HXl89Lg9Q/TjyLYOMr2OI/AAAAAAAAAkk/wWGV-paVq40/s72-c/DSC01021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1904741495763437405</id><published>2011-08-05T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:29:47.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Mike</title><content type='html'>Mike has been working very hard to get ready for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;upcoming&lt;/span&gt; school year, he has his class room assigned and now he is trying to get is all set up for his big year of 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade history. He is so excited and i think a little nervous. I think he will make a great teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYVirbKZi3g/TjyHxEziNsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rLz0L0wtZcc/s1600/DSC01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530110734251714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYVirbKZi3g/TjyHxEziNsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rLz0L0wtZcc/s320/DSC01010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mike's shiny new classroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQD6522R-iU/TjyHwpA3XrI/AAAAAAAAAkM/P41dAjVFobQ/s1600/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530103273971378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQD6522R-iU/TjyHwpA3XrI/AAAAAAAAAkM/P41dAjVFobQ/s320/DSC01013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mike being very annoyed that I keep taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8RblDw_DGg/TjyHwDsT3LI/AAAAAAAAAkE/JeEaNM3FBAc/s1600/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530093255646386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8RblDw_DGg/TjyHwDsT3LI/AAAAAAAAAkE/JeEaNM3FBAc/s320/DSC01008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mike yelling at me to stop taking pictures and get to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai7xvbqZIQA/TjyHv7E1NJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/SfA4i3DKdrg/s1600/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530090942575762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai7xvbqZIQA/TjyHv7E1NJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/SfA4i3DKdrg/s320/DSC01007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mike trying to be a good sport because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WMvzGgTJiE/TjyHvlOyW-I/AAAAAAAAAj0/II-FAR58z54/s1600/DSC01006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637530085078752226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--WMvzGgTJiE/TjyHvlOyW-I/AAAAAAAAAj0/II-FAR58z54/s320/DSC01006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mike's shiny nameplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1904741495763437405?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1904741495763437405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1904741495763437405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1904741495763437405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1904741495763437405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/08/mr-mike.html' title='Mr. Mike'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYVirbKZi3g/TjyHxEziNsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rLz0L0wtZcc/s72-c/DSC01010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-6054087075884232596</id><published>2011-07-19T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:25:53.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrat's to ME</title><content type='html'>I recently applied for a position in the pre-med club and what would you know i was accepted. I am now a member of the Activities Committee. I'm pretty jazzed about it. I hope i learn a lot and that it gets me a step closer to med school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVmQnEEwYg/TiYRiEgQOSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qS0dGEGSZnQ/s1600/DSC01001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631207661095631138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVmQnEEwYg/TiYRiEgQOSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qS0dGEGSZnQ/s320/DSC01001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view from my front porch last night, pretty huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ychXGnqGb0/TiYRh0AepGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Vuyhp-r703E/s1600/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631207656667391074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ychXGnqGb0/TiYRh0AepGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Vuyhp-r703E/s320/DSC00997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My flower finally bloomed, in person its highlighter orange, i freaking love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-6054087075884232596?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6054087075884232596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=6054087075884232596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6054087075884232596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6054087075884232596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/07/congrats-to-me.html' title='Congrat&apos;s to ME'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DfVmQnEEwYg/TiYRiEgQOSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/qS0dGEGSZnQ/s72-c/DSC01001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7892083474446053696</id><published>2011-06-21T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:33:35.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch My Garden Grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N245mbao-Yo/TgFNwBlr-zI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6pZ3t9czkxE/s1600/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859297390656306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N245mbao-Yo/TgFNwBlr-zI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6pZ3t9czkxE/s320/DSC00988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two pots are my herbs and my tomato plant, my herbs are in the round pot and they are really doing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhsO0ljpeKU/TgFNvmVpOPI/AAAAAAAAAjU/8BURFTv0mcY/s1600/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859290075609330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhsO0ljpeKU/TgFNvmVpOPI/AAAAAAAAAjU/8BURFTv0mcY/s320/DSC00987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my first little pumpkin sprout, i was so surprised he just popped up out of no place. I was not sure that they were going to pop up but one has and if one is all i get then ill be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VR2UdeCMzes/TgFNvZBbpmI/AAAAAAAAAjM/gf7_nDytfFU/s1600/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859286501172834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VR2UdeCMzes/TgFNvZBbpmI/AAAAAAAAAjM/gf7_nDytfFU/s320/DSC00986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is my pumpkin sprout and my sunflowers are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; right behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cvba3GqXg8/TgFNvJGiwnI/AAAAAAAAAjE/SYR_j_AC_Ws/s1600/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620859282227642994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cvba3GqXg8/TgFNvJGiwnI/AAAAAAAAAjE/SYR_j_AC_Ws/s320/DSC00985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you see my tiny little tomato, he is so small but he is there. I have one other little green guy and a little flower that will be a tiny little green guy soon. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so proud of my garden its doing great. This picture came out so cool, I think i just might have to do a craft with it, its just too cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also recently got some corn sprouts in our garden that Mike built in the back yard for me, I also have little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lettuce&lt;/span&gt; sprouts. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still waiting for my cucumber and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;watermelon&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;potato's&lt;/span&gt;. I am so excited, this is our first garden in our new house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7892083474446053696?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7892083474446053696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7892083474446053696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7892083474446053696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7892083474446053696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/06/watch-my-garden-grow.html' title='Watch My Garden Grow'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N245mbao-Yo/TgFNwBlr-zI/AAAAAAAAAjc/6pZ3t9czkxE/s72-c/DSC00988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-9050457208279346862</id><published>2011-05-23T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:41:32.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why wont my cakes ever stand straight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRDFELAm2VM/Tds1pTEu3dI/AAAAAAAAAi4/A-H_zYjP6UU/s1600/DSC00949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610136744431115730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRDFELAm2VM/Tds1pTEu3dI/AAAAAAAAAi4/A-H_zYjP6UU/s320/DSC00949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What my cake should look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPWmpdbfrwI/Tds1o_XVOtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ro-Vfl9x1Fg/s1600/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610136739140418258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPWmpdbfrwI/Tds1o_XVOtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ro-Vfl9x1Fg/s320/DSC00948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What my cake actually looks like, I don't like coconut so i used toffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaPIV2E3q_Y/Tds1oRVfvZI/AAAAAAAAAio/--dE1k1b-n8/s1600/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610136726784687506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaPIV2E3q_Y/Tds1oRVfvZI/AAAAAAAAAio/--dE1k1b-n8/s320/DSC00947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also made mike some dinner, its called Capellini with spicy zucchini tomato sauce. Its homemade pasta sauce with zucchini and i added some turkey sausages. Its so freaking yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-9050457208279346862?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9050457208279346862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=9050457208279346862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9050457208279346862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9050457208279346862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-wont-my-cakes-ever-stang-straight.html' title='Why wont my cakes ever stand straight'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CRDFELAm2VM/Tds1pTEu3dI/AAAAAAAAAi4/A-H_zYjP6UU/s72-c/DSC00949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7538114821107295682</id><published>2011-05-22T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:04:47.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It cant be summer</title><content type='html'>It is much to wet and i am much too busy for it to be summer time. We have our vegetables ready to plant but we do not have a garden to plant them in so mike has been working so hard to get it ready. He put some posts into the ground and now as we speak he is in the garage staining sections of fence so we can hang them on the posts and build a gate as soon as the weather clears up. I have a huge flower bed in the front yard as well that i have been trying to get ready for summer. Yesterday i spent quite some time filling a wheel barrow full of rocks and weeds. The garden area is so big that i think it will take me some time before i can get it all full of the big beautiful flowers i want to put in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some recent pictures i snapped for Ammon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDBGgzeZkms/TdnmwoXoQhI/AAAAAAAAAig/ntdtjSudKXg/s1600/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609768534011298322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDBGgzeZkms/TdnmwoXoQhI/AAAAAAAAAig/ntdtjSudKXg/s320/DSC00946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my new toy, its a hand held vacuum for my stairs and my car. I am very excited. Mike says only a nerd like me gets excited over a hand held vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFHbk012_rY/TdnmwWZ3a8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/n1ndK7oMJ-I/s1600/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609768529188842434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFHbk012_rY/TdnmwWZ3a8I/AAAAAAAAAiY/n1ndK7oMJ-I/s320/DSC00945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Maggy and Buckley waiting for their night time treat, Maggy has to have a pill each night so Buckley gets a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcbqGm-SuYs/Tdnmvwz8E-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/osImPXYVqFU/s1600/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609768519097652194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lcbqGm-SuYs/Tdnmvwz8E-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/osImPXYVqFU/s320/DSC00944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Maggy wearing her night shirt and eating a night snack. I don't know why we decided she needed to be wearing a night shirt but i was laughing really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0DVcd4xh-E/Tdnmvfd12oI/AAAAAAAAAiI/yEOGZ9jkhE4/s1600/DSC00940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609768514441566850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m0DVcd4xh-E/Tdnmvfd12oI/AAAAAAAAAiI/yEOGZ9jkhE4/s320/DSC00940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that black blob behind the truck leaning up against the tree. That's their trampoline, the wind was going crazy a week ago that their tramp was a shaped like a "V" when it was pulled away from the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJMkleaVUMg/TdnmvHidl5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZLTFM2D-I9E/s1600/5k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609768508018497426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJMkleaVUMg/TdnmvHidl5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/ZLTFM2D-I9E/s320/5k.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My aunt Jen and i did the Komen 5K and it was amazing. There were so many people there that it was just inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7538114821107295682?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7538114821107295682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7538114821107295682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7538114821107295682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7538114821107295682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-cant-be-summer.html' title='It cant be summer'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDBGgzeZkms/TdnmwoXoQhI/AAAAAAAAAig/ntdtjSudKXg/s72-c/DSC00946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1977984039255148044</id><published>2011-04-27T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:21:28.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention Family</title><content type='html'>To all my family who reads this blog (But mostly to Amy who is good at organizing things) Ammon has requested a Family picture, and not of just my mom and i but of all of us. So lets plan a shin dig and take a picture and ill email it to him after our little party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1977984039255148044?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1977984039255148044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1977984039255148044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1977984039255148044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1977984039255148044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/04/attention-family.html' title='Attention Family'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2241029751749491537</id><published>2011-04-24T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:05:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took a few pictures at our Easter dinner to email to Ammon and Summer, i thought i might just share them with everyone. Mike wanted a wonderful Easter dinner and gave me his menu requests so i promptly gave the menu to mom and then in invited grandma and grandpa and then called mom up to inform her i had also invited more people so i hope she was making enough, with Grandma and Grandpa coming she couldn't turn me down, she had to cook. &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_5599351329749743410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8TME-9oVVA/TbTkXiZYNzI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wwG5oKqt8yc/s320/DSC00897.JPG" /&gt;This is mom slaving away over our boxed peas, mikes favorite. She did whip up quite an amazing huge dinner and all was home made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5599351015518196882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQaC-ypdv6M/TbTkFPyvVJI/AAAAAAAAAhw/LCrB6m35sBI/s320/DSC00900.JPG" /&gt; This is after dinner, it was yummy pie time. We had 4 kinds to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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_5599350291370419922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WO0wy2_lJ3Q/TbTjbGIdJtI/AAAAAAAAAho/DIjXeIJNOo0/s320/DSC00898.JPG" /&gt; This is our olive dish, Grandpa messed with it, see if you can spot what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/2298956797184284992-2241029751749491537?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2241029751749491537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2241029751749491537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2241029751749491537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2241029751749491537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8TME-9oVVA/TbTkXiZYNzI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wwG5oKqt8yc/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-9137336436465121848</id><published>2011-04-10T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:41:51.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>We have the cutest little neighbor girls, they made us some very delicious cookies and the cutest little card. They are just the sweetest little things. Its nice having neighbors like them, it makes us feel welcome in the neighborhood. We do already have neighbors that don't care for us to much but that is bound to happen when you have dogs and they hate dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5594104009952380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix-eZ3vNNYs/TaI_9U3MxzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LJLi8bym75A/s320/DSC00884.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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_5594103720364812642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3iIIo2aChc/TaI_seEJKWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/2pWBcsrnufo/s320/DSC00885.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that not the sweetest little card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got a picture of mike all dressed up, he had a orientation that he needed to go to and i snapped a picture when he got home before he got a chance to change. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594103511748268514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QH7NhbCTFgc/TaI_gU6FUeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/cpDcHLVe71k/s320/DSC00883.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/2298956797184284992-9137336436465121848?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9137336436465121848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=9137336436465121848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9137336436465121848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9137336436465121848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/04/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix-eZ3vNNYs/TaI_9U3MxzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LJLi8bym75A/s72-c/DSC00884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-6369677211932259991</id><published>2011-03-26T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T09:55:29.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing News</title><content type='html'>Mike got and internship. He will be the 8th grade history Teacher at the Mapleton Jr. High school for the year 2011-2012. He is so excited and I'm so proud of him. He was so nervous for his interview and i could tell it was only because he wanted it so bad. He got so dressed up and even did his hair. For the first time in five years i watched him do his hair with gel and everything. I tried to get a picture but he snuck out to soon. Ill post a picture soon of his cute dressed up ways as soon as i get another chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-6369677211932259991?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6369677211932259991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=6369677211932259991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6369677211932259991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6369677211932259991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/03/amazing-news.html' title='Amazing News'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8977733606490826462</id><published>2011-03-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T20:50:23.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang Deer</title><content type='html'>In all my years of driving (yeah i know there are not many of them move past that will you) i have never hit a deer, and driving canyons is part of my daily life. Monday morning i was feeling particularly pleased with myself because i was driving to work and making it there on time even after cooking up my breakfast and making my coffee, day light savings time was not going to get me this year. I was just passing canyon glen park and almost out of the canyon, i had made it past all the big deer locations that are in the canyon with no trouble at all and i was starting to sit back in my seat when out of the corner of my eye little buckeye the dumb deer is crossing the road and somehow i am the only car in all four lanes. So i see the deer and i slam on my breaks and im trying to decide what to do and its all happening so fast, he keeps running and my car keeps moving forward, i know its going to happen i see it coming the deer sees it coming he is running along and comes into the path of my headlights looks and me and i hit him, i hit him right in the bum. Now i have no idea where this deer has gone im pretty sure his adrenaline was pumping and he went into the woods to take a nice little nap (yes nap). My car i think was a little upset about the whole thing because it did keep some deer hair in the grill as a prize for winning the battle. Because i have never hit a deer before i am not sure what the protocol is so i called UHP and im sure the last thing that poor kind officer wanted to do at 6:30 in the morning was come up the canyon to look and my car and the hair in its grill but he did, and he was so very kind about it. We both decided that the damage was not that extensive and UHP has a rule that if the damage is under $1500 they do not write up a police report so he sent me on my way. My car ran great all day on Monday and all day today but as i was walking into school tonight i noticed quite a bit of green fluid leaking from my car. It appears my car did not win the battle, the deer won and in such a silent way. So i watched my car get towed away from school today off to sit locked up until tomorrow when it goes to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take a moment to apologize the to poor deer who is off taking a nap (yes im sticking with nap) in the woods for taking some hair off his bum and for getting in his way as he was simply just trying to cross the road at a very inopportune time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-8977733606490826462?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8977733606490826462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8977733606490826462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8977733606490826462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8977733606490826462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/03/dang-deer.html' title='Dang Deer'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5301650376112787926</id><published>2011-03-06T15:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:09:34.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most recent craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqrhwW57NjQ/TXQSaWZGioI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PO0N4f2dRL8/s1600/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581106082115652226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqrhwW57NjQ/TXQSaWZGioI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PO0N4f2dRL8/s320/DSC00879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What do you guys think? I put this right above my washer and dryer. Mike thinks its dumb, he asked me if im going to put dishes above the sink and sleep above the bed. I said we shall see, i want to leave him hanging. So i took some craft paper and cut out letters and put them in picture frames that i took the back off of. The frame in the corner has a cute little quote that i love it says "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to ski in sideways body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, what a ride!" I think this is exactly how my aunt recently went home, skidding in sideways and extremely worn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5301650376112787926?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5301650376112787926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5301650376112787926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5301650376112787926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5301650376112787926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-recent-craft.html' title='Most recent craft'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LqrhwW57NjQ/TXQSaWZGioI/AAAAAAAAAgw/PO0N4f2dRL8/s72-c/DSC00879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1991780876225688908</id><published>2011-03-06T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T11:34:30.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a crazy busy time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and i have been pretty busy i had a Anatomy midterm that i was crazy busy studying for and well Mike is just nuts and he is always studying and trying to stay on top of things. Its Mikes last semester and he is so excited. So that's about as much as we have been doing, nothing else really has been going on. &lt;/div&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_5581050476116000962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65yrVYJ5nnc/TXPf1p5rQMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/fTlwgxcqKXs/s320/DSC00874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike was wrestling with Buckly, they were playing the hand biting game and mike was trash talking buckly's reflexes and he was just not going to take that crap so he made fun of mike's reflexes and bit his nose. I was laughing so hard, it was the funniest thing i have ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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_5581050467975504626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4CIacwmWrc/TXPf1Lk1IvI/AAAAAAAAAgg/IIzSZn_rt-I/s320/DSC00876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you like me new shoes, They freak my mom out so bad she wont even look at my feet when im wearing them. They are called Vibram five fingers, check them out they are amazing. &lt;/div&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_5581050461625962626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_RJ2BCDX-w/TXPf0z6-0II/AAAAAAAAAgY/2nxZUxA3eII/s320/DSC00875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike drew me a fish, i was so darn proud i put the picture on the fridge. I have placed a request for a giraffe picture next. &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/2298956797184284992-1991780876225688908?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1991780876225688908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1991780876225688908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1991780876225688908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1991780876225688908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-crazy-busy-time.html' title='Its been a crazy busy time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-65yrVYJ5nnc/TXPf1p5rQMI/AAAAAAAAAgo/fTlwgxcqKXs/s72-c/DSC00874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1317211394071680899</id><published>2011-02-14T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:34:44.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think Mike and are are some of the last few people who like jeopardy. Right now Ken Jennings and Brad something are competing against a computer named Watson, its so awesome. I love jeopardy, i didn't even know what it was until i met mike but we watch it all the time now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night i caught mike and buckley spying out the window, im not sure why but it is pretty cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573754065519217922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orxBUSQGfv8/TVnzyqSpjQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/rbO0BGxhm4Q/s400/DSC00873.JPG" /&gt;We think Buckley is half blue tick coon hound, his baby pictures look just like some of the blue tick baby pictures online.&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/2298956797184284992-1317211394071680899?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1317211394071680899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1317211394071680899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1317211394071680899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1317211394071680899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/watson.html' title='Watson'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orxBUSQGfv8/TVnzyqSpjQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/rbO0BGxhm4Q/s72-c/DSC00873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8470861450696059247</id><published>2011-02-05T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:11:53.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls way to get ready for football</title><content type='html'>As all you boys are getting ready for the big game by picking your team, putting on your jersey, shopping for chips, wings, dip, and pizza my mom and i have figured out the best way for a girl to get ready. We will be having Sunday brunch at La Caille, and the best part about it is we will be dining for free! Its going to be great, the menu is ridiculous i might need mike to write me up some note cards about what i should be ordering and how they are pronounced. He is very good at being in those kinds of restaurants and he always knows how to act. There is a menu item on the dinner menu that says financing available. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570331313171290178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TU3K0QLPWEI/AAAAAAAAAgA/CxeUeuYM220/s400/lacaille.jpg" /&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/2298956797184284992-8470861450696059247?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8470861450696059247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8470861450696059247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8470861450696059247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8470861450696059247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/girls-way-to-get-ready-for-football.html' title='Girls way to get ready for football'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TU3K0QLPWEI/AAAAAAAAAgA/CxeUeuYM220/s72-c/lacaille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-6245172021929584940</id><published>2011-02-05T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:54:24.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its finished!</title><content type='html'>Mike was bugging me to plant my blocks because he was pretty sure if they sat on the counter any longer he would some how ruin them and then he would get into trouble so i finally did as he said and finished them. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570326611583262642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TU3GilZTX7I/AAAAAAAAAf4/nSOuAQIaiT8/s400/DSC00870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used Styrofoam that we had left in a box from a christmas gift and shoved my sticks into that and then i spray painted them with lacquer to make sure the water didn't ruin them . What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-6245172021929584940?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6245172021929584940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=6245172021929584940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6245172021929584940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6245172021929584940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-finished.html' title='Its finished!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TU3GilZTX7I/AAAAAAAAAf4/nSOuAQIaiT8/s72-c/DSC00870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2450981671736987165</id><published>2011-02-01T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:54:53.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikes interview hair cut</title><content type='html'>Mike is getting ready for interviews for internships and he needs to look professional so its time to cut his hair. He usually looks pretty scruffy all winter long because when he fishes in the winter he needs all the hair he can get to keep his face and head warm but its time to get ready for the business world and because we are pretty cheep we cut his hair at home. Mike went for his first Utah mullet ever.&lt;br /&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_5568933938229386978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjT6U3HnuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DElqTA_I5VI/s320/DSC00867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front buzz cut&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_5568933961960136322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjT7tQ-HoI/AAAAAAAAAfw/P9aBxB4Z2R4/s320/DSC00869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party in the back&lt;br /&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_5568933954002363042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjT7PnsIqI/AAAAAAAAAfo/b1BIjePDloo/s320/DSC00868.JPG" /&gt;Side mullet view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry we finished the buzz cut, he didn't keep his awesome mullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2450981671736987165?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2450981671736987165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2450981671736987165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2450981671736987165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2450981671736987165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/mikes-interview-hair-cut.html' title='Mikes interview hair cut'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjT6U3HnuI/AAAAAAAAAfg/DElqTA_I5VI/s72-c/DSC00867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5208527501528633154</id><published>2011-02-01T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:43:37.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love day craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I made a craft for valentines day, its blocks again but im going to plant them in a little planter box with some flower blocks i made. Im pretty excited about it, the blocks turned out very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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_5568932506107216274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjSm9ylgZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/X2fGuXZ2Kdo/s320/DSC00866.JPG" /&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/2298956797184284992-5208527501528633154?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5208527501528633154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5208527501528633154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5208527501528633154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5208527501528633154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-day-craft.html' title='Love day craft'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUjSm9ylgZI/AAAAAAAAAfY/X2fGuXZ2Kdo/s72-c/DSC00866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2677285932219235400</id><published>2011-01-29T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:19:09.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i have been up to</title><content type='html'>Well..... nothing has really changed, we did get the cute house, im sitting in it right now. Im attempting to decorate it, which has proved to be a challenge because i want things i cant afford. So i have started making some of my decorations.&lt;br /&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_5567718605083090946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUSCkoFPoAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Ha2Qo1Nkt9M/s320/DSC00865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished this one today. I took some scrape blocks my moms friend gave me and then some scrap booking paper and mod podge glued it to the blocks then i cut out some letters from some black construction paper and mod podge glued those on. I like the mod podge because it makes everything all glossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is almost done with school and he turned in his applications for a teaching internship, i really hope he gets one at the Heber high school.&lt;br /&gt;Im working at the American Fork hospital and i love it, this coming week i will get to be trained as a tech and i am so very excited. I will get to fill in if ever someone calls in sick and the valley doesn't have any nurses or techs to send over to help out, surprisingly it happens more than you would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to be doing homework today, i have quite a bit to get through but i dont want to do any of it, also because its the weekend its my turn to clean the house, i dont want to do that either. I guess i should do it, its only fair seeing as how mike did it when it was his turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2677285932219235400?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2677285932219235400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2677285932219235400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2677285932219235400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2677285932219235400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-i-have-been-up-to.html' title='What i have been up to'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TUSCkoFPoAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Ha2Qo1Nkt9M/s72-c/DSC00865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7874030288132907409</id><published>2010-06-25T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T19:29:15.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adorable Right!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TCVibzM8sTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BS-IoiNy_XM/s1600/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486899950761324850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TCVibzM8sTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BS-IoiNy_XM/s320/DSC00810.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how cute, this house may or may not be Mike and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; on Aug 1st. Its in the works right now. Mikes dad is helping him with financing so Mike will be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;purchasing&lt;/span&gt; the house and ill go down as a renter. I love it, we got a pretty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smokin&lt;/span&gt; deal also. They are going to landscape and fence the back yard, finish the basement, throw in a dinning table two love seats and a chair. It has 4 bedrooms three and a half bathrooms and look at that porch. I love it. I hope we get it. Having a house will mean my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commute&lt;/span&gt; wont be getting shorter any time soon but it will be mine so if we want to make our garden bigger we can and we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to ask. If i get a whim to paint something then i will (Mike knows ill do it) It will also be nice to be able to sit in a back yard knowing that not every single neighbor on the block can see you. I might even get a trampoline, oh and maybe a hammock. Oh the fun we shall have in our little house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job is going great, i feel like i have found where i belong. Everyone is always talking about medical stuff, some things i know my family  would cringe at if i were talking about it, but there its lunch time conversation. The nurses break room is also my office so i get to hear all about the procedures they have done or will do that day, they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;explain&lt;/span&gt; what is in the pictures they take for me and next week i even get to sit in on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;colonoscopy&lt;/span&gt;. I know the rest of the population is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; grossed out by that thought but i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be more excited. Although having a big kid job is wearing me out i do love it. I wake up at 5:30 arrive at work at 7:00 then i work &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; about 3:30 if its a slow day, if its a super busy day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; there &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; about 5:00 or so. Its a lot of work but its kinda nice being home every night. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still trying to get used to going to bed at a decent hour, my body is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accustomed&lt;/span&gt; to staying up till 1:00am that when i try to go to bed at 10:30 or 11:00 i lay there for a while. That is unless &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; super tired from my day then i am out like a light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my last day at the hotel, its very anti climactic, i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what i was expecting but it seems different. I have been at the hotel for three years and the schedule just has me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deleted&lt;/span&gt;, starting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; my name does not even appear. Its strange. Oh well, the double shift i have been doing are kicking my butt anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7874030288132907409?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7874030288132907409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7874030288132907409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7874030288132907409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7874030288132907409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/06/adorable-right.html' title='Adorable Right!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/TCVibzM8sTI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BS-IoiNy_XM/s72-c/DSC00810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7928379774439327385</id><published>2010-06-14T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:16:01.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the job!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! I will be the Health Unit Coordinator in the Endoscopy Unit at the AF Hospital! Its very exciting. I start on June 21st, well I have orientation on the 21st and the 22nd and then on the 23rd i am officially at my new job. I will still work some weekend nights or whatever they need me to work at the hotel during the summer but once school starts they will need to have a replacement for me so i can go to class at night and work during the day. Its going to be pretty strange having every weekend and holiday off. Right now i wake up whenever i want, run, bike, kayak, and anything else i may choose to do then go to work in the afternoon and work until midnight. Its nice except i never am able to go out with my friends on the weekend, i have to work every holiday so i miss out of fun family activities and and most everyone i know has a day job so its hard to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited but there are some things i am very nervous about, like will i like having a real job (does it even matter, i mean i need one) Will i be able to handle all the driving and during school ill be in orem so early until very late, how will that work for me. Should i hold out for a job with more patient contact or am i doing the right thing by taking this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am focusing on the positive knowing that my fears will go away once i get started, ill just have to let time show me if i made the right decision. Plus i have been trying to get a hospital job for over a year so this is an amazing opportunity because most of the time a hospital wont hire you without past hospital experience (figure that one out, how do you get experience if they wont hire without it). They also said that they chose me because i volunteer at a hospital, so all the times i wanted to quite and mike wouldn't let me have paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7928379774439327385?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7928379774439327385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7928379774439327385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7928379774439327385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7928379774439327385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-job.html' title='I got the job!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7814273878337872917</id><published>2010-06-11T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:54:25.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much</title><content type='html'>Summer has been pretty slow for us. The rain has been keeping us from our fun activities, well keeping me more than Mike. Mike will fish in any weather but i can not really kayak or ride my bike if its pouring outside. For June we are not getting the amount of sun i have hoped for. We cleaned up our garage the other day and pulled out my kayak and just as i was getting ready for all my summer adventures the rain came, i thought it was April showers, but in April we were still getting snow. Mother Nature is running late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get a health care job like crazy with no luck. I have had two interviews but i was not chosen for the position, but an interview still gives me practice and a foot in the door. I have not had to do an interview for over three years and i am not very good at them. My boss made me a very professional looking resume and gave me a few pointers to maybe give me a better shot. They are being so supportive, i love working with them (most of the time) and my job is pretty great (some of the time) but they know and i know i cant stay here forever so they are helping me move on. Just tonight i applied for 8 jobs, i hope i get another interview for at least one of them. I'm doing my best to stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been doing really good on my work out schedule, i may get back to normal yet. Today i did better on my jog than i have done running in a long time. I'm actually getting to the point where i would be willing to let Mike come running with me. Usually i don't let him because he is better than me at everything and even though i have been working to build muscle and lung strength he can still out run me out of the gate with no practice, but i think I'm to the point where i could give him a run for his money. I may be able to do a 5K this summer after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7814273878337872917?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7814273878337872917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7814273878337872917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7814273878337872917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7814273878337872917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-much.html' title='Not much'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-9013574756074601672</id><published>2010-05-27T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:36:17.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I PASSED</title><content type='html'>Thats right, i passed. I am now an EMT!!! Wooo Hooo. I am so excited right now that even being sick is hardly keeping me down. Yay ME!!! I am so so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-9013574756074601672?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9013574756074601672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=9013574756074601672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9013574756074601672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9013574756074601672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4775657961186182927</id><published>2010-05-19T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:51:56.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Nervous</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is EMT review day and then Saturday is my EMT practical. I can not even tell you how nervous i am, i cant believe it came so fast. I really hope i pass but this is the part i always get super nervous on and usually forget things. I will just review, review, review until i feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to try again this year (and hopefully not fail) to run a 5K, i love running but i have gotten so out of it that when the time for the 5K comes I'm not confident and i don't do it. I want to run in the 4th of July Park City 5K this year. After the race i will be able to spend the day playing and enjoying the activities until its time for work. I am trying to run every day to get ready and do yoga to stay stretched out and keep my muscles from going all tense from the shock of all the exercise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4775657961186182927?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4775657961186182927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4775657961186182927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4775657961186182927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4775657961186182927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-nervous.html' title='So Nervous'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1569650477543442172</id><published>2010-05-08T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:28:17.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades</title><content type='html'>School is over, and we are loving every bit of it. If the sun would shine a little more and the wind blow a little less we would love it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades came out the other day and as usual Mike is a super smarty pants. He got all A's. I'm so proud of him and i love having a smart boyfriend, its very helpful when it comes time for me to write a paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my best semester ever in the history of as far back as i can remember. I have never been a good student, and getting me to even go to class has always been a struggle but this semester my hard work paid off. I got three A's and a B+. I am so proud of myself, my GPA for the semester was a 3.9, i have never ever been given a 3.9 before and i still cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed my written portion of my EMT test and on May 22nd i have my practical portion. So right now i am 50% an EMT but after May 22nd I'm 100%. I am very excited, i have worked very hard for this and i really hope it pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon has been doing wonderfully and he is happy and according to him in the best shape of his life. He said he is almost there with his Spanish and he loves the days when he gets a chance to wear Jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1569650477543442172?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1569650477543442172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1569650477543442172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1569650477543442172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1569650477543442172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/05/grades.html' title='Grades'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5965046065411794944</id><published>2010-04-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:39:38.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRR</title><content type='html'>How are you supposed to get a year of hospital medical experience if the hospital wont hire you with out the experience. Dang world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an A in EMT class and now i take my written test on May 5th and my practical test on May 22nd and then ill be an EMT (if i pass). I am also going to take a phlebotomy class in June so i may need some veins to practice drawing blood from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am sitting at work applying for jobs i know i would be amazing at, getting frustrated cuz i know none of them will hire me, or even give me an interview. I did get one interview, I'm trying very hard to look at it as good practice and a step in the right direction but i didn't get the job so right now I'm just bitter. It was a per diem job so i know they were looking for some college medical student who doesn't have to have a job but is getting one for the experience so they have lots of time on their hands and can be called in at a moments notice. I am pretty sure that's why they didn't hire me, cuz i cant be called in on a moments notice. I volunteer, i have a full time job and i am a full time student, i am much too busy to be called in at a moments notice. I am trying very hard to be positive and do my best but i just keep thinking that i should have just never taken my CNA class or my EMT class and just take a MA class to start off with and then maybe i would have a medical job by now. I just don't know how much more money i can spend to learn all these skills if nobody will hire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know poor pitiful me who has a job in this crappy economy and who is going to college even though statistics said i wouldn't and who is almost done with college and who has a place to live blah blah blah. Right now i just want to be angry, ill be grateful tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my job is making me take a 9 day vacation, normally i would love this but they have already cut my hours, my car has cost me an arm and a leg already this year and I'm still trying to pay that off and i don't have money to go to a beach, and if i did have the money (stashed away cuz i have been sneaking it) i don't have anyone who can go to the beach with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry post i know but today is just and angry day. Ill perk up tomorrow. Tomorrow is the first day of my vacation and ill find things to do so i can enjoy it rather than sit at home for 9 days with nothing to do like i usually do on my days off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5965046065411794944?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5965046065411794944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5965046065411794944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5965046065411794944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5965046065411794944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/04/grrr.html' title='GRRR'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7049156949094818627</id><published>2010-04-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:19:15.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road biking</title><content type='html'>I went on my first official road bike, bike ride today and loved every moment of it. I got a bit of a sun burn, even my legs are seeing color and i rode from Heber to Midway. I even fit in a very small jog, cuz im trying to get back into that. Tomorrow i am volunteering at the hospital at 1 till 4 and then ill be working from 4 till 11 so ill have to get up and do my chores and jogging and bike riding early if i want to have some fun tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday i take my EMT final, i am super nervous but i have been studying hard and ill study hard tomorrow night and hopefully get a good grade. I applied to do bike patrol at Sundance for the summer, it pays crap but i would be able to be and EMT and ride a bike and hike all day and lose weight and get a tan and get paid for it so we shall see. I don't know if they will even call me cuz i didn't fill out the application with much enthusiasm really i just put it in to see what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need some sort of medical job this summer, working in a medical field and the proper GPA is all im missing to qualify for PA school and ill have my GPA up after this semester. I would ideally like to have a full time year round medical job but ill take what i can get at this point. The hotel has also been cutting back my hours so a part time job would help out right now, so if the medical job is only part time ill take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i should probably go study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7049156949094818627?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7049156949094818627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7049156949094818627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7049156949094818627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7049156949094818627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/04/road-biking.html' title='Road biking'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7255196931327601689</id><published>2010-04-12T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:17:41.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are still alive i promise</title><content type='html'>Although i thought the snow might kill us there for a bit we made it through. We have been so busy with school and work and i have been volunteering, its crazy. I have been volunteering at a family crisis nursery and now at the new hospital in Park City. I have also been studying very hard to make sure i know all that i need to know for EMT class and my many upcoming tests. Mike has been writing paper after paper for his education classes as well as putting together many projects. Maggy is all better and she and Buckley wrestle all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Ammon left on his mission and i miss him more than you can even believe. I know he is happy so i am being as supportive as i can but it still kills me.&lt;br /&gt;We started our sprouts for our garden and they are all popped up now, this year we are planting corn, cucumber, broccoli, cauliflower, tomato's, watermelon, pumpkins, and strawberries. I am so excited because i love gardening.&lt;br /&gt;Mike has been fishing a whole bunch now that its warming up and he even took me along yesterday, it was so much fun but my face is so burnt. I bought a rode bike, i think i am going to try that out as my hobby this summer. It was just a ksl bike that i got for $30 so if the hobby doesn't last i don't really feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;Once finals are over and we have the summer to romp and play and just have fun ill probably update more. I have been so busy i haven't even thought about the blog so thank you Mindy for reminding me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7255196931327601689?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7255196931327601689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7255196931327601689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7255196931327601689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7255196931327601689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-still-alive-i-promise.html' title='We are still alive i promise'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7843858932559302237</id><published>2010-02-17T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:07:43.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect housewife for the day</title><content type='html'>Today i am being a perfect housewife, first i ate my total cereal, then i went running. Then i came home to clean the house and do home work. Tonight my hottie is taking me out on a date so i thought i would do something nice for him and clean the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7843858932559302237?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7843858932559302237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7843858932559302237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7843858932559302237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7843858932559302237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/02/perfect-housewife-for-day.html' title='Perfect housewife for the day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-999640599171376592</id><published>2010-02-13T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:03:14.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maggy broke her toe, she went fishing with Mike and stubbed her toe and broke it. I know your laughing and its ok cuz we are too. She is prescribed bed rest for two weeks and then slowly she can go back to playing. Its not very easy keeping a 3 year old lab on bed rest, all she ever wants to do is play. The toe looks really funny, usually dogs keep the nails kind of curled in but Maggy is keeping her broken one straight out at all times, i looks like she is flipping us off constantly. I don't know how she is always broken, she has had a sprained tail twice and now a broken toe. At least its not something much worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439274069801814578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/S3wu8q6HyjI/AAAAAAAAAew/doBw16nmeV4/s320/DSC00614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Broken puppy toe right next to the good puppy toes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439274054087136834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/S3wu7wXc1kI/AAAAAAAAAeo/D_gW1KuRlaE/s320/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Broken Puppy Toe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-999640599171376592?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/999640599171376592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=999640599171376592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/999640599171376592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/999640599171376592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/02/broken-puppy.html' title='Broken Puppy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/S3wu8q6HyjI/AAAAAAAAAew/doBw16nmeV4/s72-c/DSC00614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4270929713547314165</id><published>2010-01-29T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:39:39.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Graduated!</title><content type='html'>The girl i have been mentoring Graduated and was discharged from her program on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. I am so excited for her, i know she has been wanting go home. She is such a smart and amazing girl and i hope her life is just as amazing as she is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4270929713547314165?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4270929713547314165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4270929713547314165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4270929713547314165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4270929713547314165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-graduated.html' title='She Graduated!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3171155208063150885</id><published>2010-01-18T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T16:32:20.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance and Slamdance are back!</title><content type='html'>Its already madness and the official start of the Film Fest is not till the 21st. Driving to work today i passed a delivery truck of all kinds and they just park in the middle of roads. The guests have not yet arrived so that's keeping things a little calm. Our lobby has been completely emptied as well as our kitchen and all our meeting rooms, we are hiding things in random closets and any other place we can find. The snow must have know about Sundance because it has arrived as well, i find it funny the way people dress during the Film Festival, its crazy the things you see. We have some people who are head to toe in fur and i find it tacky and disgusting and then we have the girls who dress as if they are at a beach rather than in the mountains. They wear huge furry boots and then skirts that make me wonder why they even put bottoms on cuz i can still see their rear end. Mike and i affectionately call these girls the super sluts because we think they can only have one reason to dress that way. I also, somehow, each year manage to make some famous person mad, last year i managed to make two angry at me, one to the point he was cursing. This year my goal is to make three mad, Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3171155208063150885?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3171155208063150885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3171155208063150885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3171155208063150885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3171155208063150885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/01/sundance-and-slamdance-are-back.html' title='Sundance and Slamdance are back!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-415952454640723651</id><published>2010-01-15T17:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:07:27.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, Where are you!</title><content type='html'>I need sun and camping and kayaking and laying in the sun and fishing and sitting in a camp chair reading a book. I cant take any more snow or any more cold and i want to play and run and ride my bike and all the fun summer activities. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-415952454640723651?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/415952454640723651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=415952454640723651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/415952454640723651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/415952454640723651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/01/summer-where-are-you.html' title='Summer, Where are you!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1888421609230934563</id><published>2010-01-08T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:25:04.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School has started AGAIN</title><content type='html'>I am only taking Three Academic classes and my EMT class and Mike is taking 5 Academic classes. We are busy busy busy. Even with fewer classes this semester I am going to be insanely busy, i have about a million papers to write, interviews to conduct and presentations to present. Its madness i tell you. We are simply hoping to get through this semester alive and well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; be surprised if we have to take a few mental health days.&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited about my EMT class, we get to learn so many amazing things and the skills we will be taught are some i cant wait to know. The class is so big that there is going to be about three teachers for it and 15 of the students actually will be cut from the program. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; safe because i signed up for the class super early and because i have no criminal background. I was surprised when she mentioned that students with criminal backgrounds register for this class but then i was reminded by my mom that some people who break the law and do stupid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; things &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even believe they did something wrong most of the time. Its interesting the way peoples minds work.&lt;br /&gt;Ill do my best to update but with how busy school is going to be i am not sure how much ill actually post, as you can tell from my scanty posting recently i am not very good at multi tasking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1888421609230934563?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1888421609230934563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1888421609230934563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1888421609230934563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1888421609230934563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-has-started-again.html' title='School has started AGAIN'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-523874031881667547</id><published>2009-12-23T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:33:59.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades!</title><content type='html'>Mike is such a smarty pants he got straight A's this term. I got two A's and two C's just like i figured i would. All in all it was a pretty good term, my GPA is not quite up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;snuff&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; working hard and Mike well he is a smarty and his GPA is top notch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-523874031881667547?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/523874031881667547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=523874031881667547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/523874031881667547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/523874031881667547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/12/grades.html' title='Grades!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7866722846025563118</id><published>2009-12-12T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:16:46.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Again</title><content type='html'>I am sick, again, and just before finals. I think was doing alright earlier today, not feeling to icky and then i had to drive to work and i think the stress turned a minor ick into a full fever headache and much more ick. The drive was so bad it was the first nerve racking one of the season. Before i even left my neighborhood i had accomplished one 360 and many zig zags. Going up the canyon sheriffs were driving in front of traffic to keep people from going to fast, I counted 7 slide offs and none had a cop or tow help because it was to dangerous to stop and help and there were just not enough cops to go around. Passing the cars was like a death defying act because it was nearly impossible to press on the gas with out some zig zagging going on. The big snow plow drivers were just doing circles, i got lucky and got behind one as he started back up the canyon and got off with him when he was turning around to go back down. Its drives like those that make me so very glad i have a jeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7866722846025563118?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7866722846025563118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7866722846025563118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7866722846025563118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7866722846025563118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/12/sick-again.html' title='Sick Again'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5942210775127463855</id><published>2009-11-30T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:41:33.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo</title><content type='html'>Down 10 pounds, im on may way back to normal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5942210775127463855?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5942210775127463855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5942210775127463855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5942210775127463855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5942210775127463855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/11/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4840587998019808523</id><published>2009-11-08T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:41:39.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My homework</title><content type='html'>I have been working all day on this stuff. Can i just tell you i freaking hate this its so hard and I'm not even sure what I'm doing. I had my mom sit with me for about 2 hours trying to help me and the rule is no rubbing with your fingers, so i used a tissue and some random paper pencil thing he made us buy. Grrrr this stuff is so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927346765718850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SveATR5wZUI/AAAAAAAAAec/6xPuA9SomQw/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to be an apple on a curtain, light kinda from the top/side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927337874586530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SveASwx8e6I/AAAAAAAAAeU/GKIJmJQycKU/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is supposed to be an apple again the light from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927332154124482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SveASbeFKMI/AAAAAAAAAeM/DvuaHSv5DTU/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is supposed to be a ball, the light shining from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think, do i get an A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4840587998019808523?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4840587998019808523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4840587998019808523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4840587998019808523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4840587998019808523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-homework.html' title='My homework'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SveATR5wZUI/AAAAAAAAAec/6xPuA9SomQw/s72-c/DSC00531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2110375378372850885</id><published>2009-11-02T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:45:25.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What i have been doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  Well i had a wicked awesome birthday where i got a super cool present, no I'm not growing any illegal drugs, actually I'm going herbs.&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_5399732324919251650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z8MUBksI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FED58hDhT44/s320/DSC00503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to California where we went to universal studios and the snot scared out of us, it was legendary&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_5399732328605929602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z8aC_0II/AAAAAAAAAds/Mo-kCc18Hlc/s320/DSC00509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399732338509634194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z8-8OWpI/AAAAAAAAAd0/TL2JOeXq45k/s320/DSC00510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i carved little baby pumpkins that are meant for pumpkin pie into little night lights to light the path to the door for trick or treaters. &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_5399732347010396706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z9em9siI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Cc-AsOLfyx4/s320/DSC00519.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399732347978653634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z9iN0H8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/-nbrJk_L1xw/s320/DSC00520.JPG" /&gt;They turned out pretty cute i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's pretty much it, other than those few things Mike and I have been working, going to school, and i still volunteer for a teen treatment center once a week, life is pretty predictable. &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/2298956797184284992-2110375378372850885?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2110375378372850885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2110375378372850885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2110375378372850885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2110375378372850885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-have-been-doing.html' title='What i have been doing'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Su-z8MUBksI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FED58hDhT44/s72-c/DSC00503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1800113032517223858</id><published>2009-10-05T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T15:40:58.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Park City</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures i took of the recent snow and the beautiful trees. &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_5389249300010403762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Ssp1r1Ukh7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/z6HWMEloF0o/s320/DSC00501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389249310057978850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Ssp1sawGW-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/vsN_zU2MiPo/s320/DSC00502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389249285820549842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Ssp1rAdcitI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Q5Wx4PtZO18/s320/DSC00499.JPG" /&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/2298956797184284992-1800113032517223858?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1800113032517223858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1800113032517223858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1800113032517223858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1800113032517223858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-park-city.html' title='Beautiful Park City'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Ssp1r1Ukh7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/z6HWMEloF0o/s72-c/DSC00501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-465040568447427379</id><published>2009-09-09T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:47:11.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm usually so busy I hardly get to see Mike much less play with friends but last night I actually went to play and it was so fun. I really enjoyed catching up with Jenna and seeing a movie, i have not been to a movie in ages. We saw Post Grad and it was so funny, plus the guy in it was super hot so that didn't hurt. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379494159953216066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SqfNb8tMwkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XW-v5eRGLUI/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-465040568447427379?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/465040568447427379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=465040568447427379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/465040568447427379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/465040568447427379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/09/play-time.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SqfNb8tMwkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XW-v5eRGLUI/s72-c/DSC00491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2636567370373458088</id><published>2009-09-04T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:18:06.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My art teacher stricks again</title><content type='html'>In art class yesterday our project was to draw our neighbors face without looking out our pad of paper, so i put a piece of paper over my hand and other piece of paper so i would not cheat. Now let me clarify something, my versions of trees are still lines with curly bubbles up top, and my houses are still boxes with triangles. So he came and looked at my paper where i had drawn about 7 versions of her face without looking and they were all very terrible obviously. His remark "you did not see this" ok first off maybe i did how the hell would he know and second obviously what ever i did see didn't really make it to the paper because i was not looking at what i was doing. He told me people do not have cup faces and almond eyes, well maybe when i look at people they do have almond shaped eyes. Then his remark to the class was this, "Until you learn to really see you wont be able to draw what you see." Here is what i said to that, i have a grandpa that was a professional painter and he has a painting called marijuana mountain and i am pretty dang sure when you looked at timp that day you did not see what my grandpa painted. This man makes me crazy he is so freakin annoying, also when he was talking to me about what i drew he was saying things that to me make no sense and seem to be a life contradiction so i told him that i thought the two of us think with different sides of our brain, his response, that's psychology stuff and does not belong here, my response, I'm a psychology major so maybe I'm here to help you. Then he went off on some tangent again and i started laughing at something the boy standing next to me said, the teacher got all mad and asked if i was listing, i told him i was trying really hard to, he looked at me again and said are you listing, i responded "i just told you i am trying really hard to pay attention" i don't know if i will make it through this class and by that i mean either he will kick me out or i will fail it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my amazing Great Grandpa who did know a thing or two about painting.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377832347003150786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SqHmBtC6YcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DaDcWUs31sg/s320/.jpg" /&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377832338605624530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SqHmBNwyTNI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NZcWjb14kac/s320/grandpa.jpg" /&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/2298956797184284992-2636567370373458088?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2636567370373458088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2636567370373458088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2636567370373458088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2636567370373458088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-art-teacher-stricks-again.html' title='My art teacher stricks again'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SqHmBtC6YcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/DaDcWUs31sg/s72-c/.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7930654851333541669</id><published>2009-08-29T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T20:36:36.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh stupid school</title><content type='html'>School started on Thursday and since then i have already beat my head against the desk at work because i don't understand my math homework and knocked out a three page paper on race and prejudice and such. Oh and i still have more math homework to do and books to buy and art supplies to go and get. That reminds me, my art teacher needs to be knocked down about 5 pegs on the ego ladder, he has "been a painter for 40 years and knows everything there is to know about art" Oh he is so annoying, some teachers need to understand that when they teach a 1010 generals required course that every student in their class is not going to go on in that specific Field and be the best there ever was. Grrrr, i do not like him but i have to take this class, i have put it off for so long that even though I'm in my third year i can not be considered working on my BA cuz i have put off taking this class. I just am so bummed i got stuck with this guy for a teacher, he is making us buy a book that his friend wrote and he illustrated so we can read a "select few" passages from the book, a book that will not be bought back by the school, and that the school is not even selling it is a book he will bring in on Tuesday for us to buy "but we wont regret it because every great artist can learn something from this book" ugh i am so annoyed. Oh he also charged a student for promoting a "myth" that he feels needs to be stomped out, granted he only charged the student a nickel but after which he said "ill be able to retire in one year if i keep charging a nickle for every time i hear a student quote an old myth regarding art" Seriously i think i may have to be the one to knock this teacher down those five pegs. He even has us buying art supplies "that every great artist needs and we will be able to use in our art Carree for the rest of our lives" um seriously this is a 1010 class, we are not going to have an art career. I d0nt think i can express my hate for this man any more clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my school schedule was so packed i ended up dropping a very hard class, Biology. I just don't think i can take and intense bio and an intense math course all in one semester so rather than 7 classes I'm down to five, bio was a double course. I'm not really sure how Mike feels about his classes because right after his class Wednesday night he started packing and so he didn't say much and i don't even have a clue about his Thursday classes because i have not seen him since Thursday at 7:45am or spoken to him since 11am for just a few minutes, he left for a boys weekend in lake Powell right after school and his phone has not been in range since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in other non school related news, i have been Effexor free for almost a week. Effexor is something i was taking to help me combat my panic attacks and i felt it was getting to the point where it was doing me more harm than good, my feelings were so level that when a massive truck almost hit me and could have possibly killed me my first and only thought regarding it was hmmm oh well i guess that would have been one less car on the road, now that is not normal. So now I'm trying to get back to normal and except for a few minor things I'm doing pretty good. I do get the urge to cry a lot, i think it would be the urge to cry like a pregnant woman would get like during a sad movie or an amazing song. And i am always feeling full and bloated so i have to force myself to eat normal and every now and then i get the worst headaches. But I'm not complaining because after reading about some of the withdrawals other people went through mine are just a walk in the park. I also had my first test being Effexor free when i saw the person who made me start the panic attacks in the first place at school the other day, i was near the panic attack bad place when i focused and relaxed my breathing, leaned up against a wall and talked myself down. That was a big moment in my life and its something i am very proud of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW this post is a long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7930654851333541669?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7930654851333541669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7930654851333541669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7930654851333541669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7930654851333541669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-stupid-school.html' title='Oh stupid school'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-9122316822140228647</id><published>2009-08-23T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:55:30.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts Thurs Ahhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is starting and i have given myself one hell of a schedule, Thursday will be a day to see if i can Handel it, if not ill have to change some things around. Right now my schedule for the fall is this. I have class from 8:30am till 6:40pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays and one class Friday from 11am till 1pm, I will also be mentoring Thursdays from 7pm till 8pm and then sleeping at my moms house so i can go to class Friday morning. Oh and we cant forget ill also be working full time closing every night but Tuesdays Wednesdays and Thursdays, Wednesdays ill open. Mike's classes start on Wednesday, he is taking all night classes, i have a sneaky feeling we wont be seeing much of each other this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news.................. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is just a bit of what we have been up to these last few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373295610147286018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SpHH43P-rAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/9ff4tZLw9ks/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We picked our first squash from our garden, there are scratch marks on it because Maggy tried to eat it right after i picked it. Since this picture we have picked three more, all have met the same scratchy fate as this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373295597346202482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SpHH4Hj9o3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/VOQRCxfBxzU/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Buckley got caught taking a nap and watching TV, oh ok i put the blanket on him and he stayed that way for over an hour and i thought it was cute. Oh and thats our new couch he is laying on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373295589148971618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SpHH3pBl0mI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8PbF6n2LrtU/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went and played at a park in Provo Canyon on our way to visit mom one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373295580234295570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SpHH3H0KqRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/jDUZVZDCf_0/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The puppies love to play in the park.&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/2298956797184284992-9122316822140228647?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/9122316822140228647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=9122316822140228647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9122316822140228647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/9122316822140228647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-starts-thurs-ahhhhhhh.html' title='School starts Thurs Ahhhhhhh'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SpHH43P-rAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/9ff4tZLw9ks/s72-c/DSC00480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3920308648743738998</id><published>2009-07-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:17:03.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at our garden grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5srUKauII/AAAAAAAAAb8/_tOFoGoV8nk/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343697647417474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5srUKauII/AAAAAAAAAb8/_tOFoGoV8nk/s320/DSC00431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cute puppies are guarding the garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5sqizRwUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KaRM5YY5Zg0/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343684397023554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5sqizRwUI/AAAAAAAAAb0/KaRM5YY5Zg0/s320/DSC00430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Watermelon and Tomato's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5sqDAedpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8Mhi1bzV3g8/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343675862447762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5sqDAedpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8Mhi1bzV3g8/s320/DSC00429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my squash trying so hard to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5spoFQemI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Vy7qoRyfKUU/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343668634745442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5spoFQemI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Vy7qoRyfKUU/s320/DSC00428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Corn and Cucumbers and Squash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5spAFzsfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U9Dnce3Y_NQ/s1600-h/DSC00426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343657899635186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5spAFzsfI/AAAAAAAAAbc/U9Dnce3Y_NQ/s320/DSC00426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little redneck bird house. Yeah i totally hung it in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3920308648743738998?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3920308648743738998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3920308648743738998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3920308648743738998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3920308648743738998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-cute-puppies-are-guarding-garden.html' title='Look at our garden grow'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sm5srUKauII/AAAAAAAAAb8/_tOFoGoV8nk/s72-c/DSC00431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-6602894335798244611</id><published>2009-07-26T15:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:31:33.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know its been ages</title><content type='html'>Well here is an update, Mike and I have been super busy, I have been working volunteering and looking for a new job and mike, ok well he is not so busy he has just been working and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with the girl ill be mentoring for the first time on Tuesday, she is amazing, so smart and kind and beautiful she is so full of life its just great. I have decided that ill pick and activity one week and then she can pick the next week and we will trade off that way she can maybe open up a bit more around me. On Tuesday we painted bird houses, hers was a little tiki hut and mine was a trailer. She chose the colors for mine and we made it a redneck trailer, we both love country music and we were listening to it as we painted and thought it only fitting to make it a country trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I have been working hard on our garden and we looked today and have the beginnings of about 12 squash I'm very excited. We also have some flowers for cucumber and our corn stocks are getting pretty tall. Our tomato's have not sprouted anything yet but we are still hopeful and our watermelon have produced veins but i don't think we will actually get any fruit from them. Its been a cool learning experience planting this garden and something mike and i found that we both love doing. We already have plans for next years garden, i want more fruit like strawberry's and raspberry's and i think we will try and make the garden a bit bigger as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday i get to go boating with my family, by family i mean my little brother and sister who moved away who i have not gotten to see in ages. I cant wait to hang out with them and have a picnic and tube and swim and just have tons of fun, i think ill even give wake boarding a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i finally talked mike into being my jogging buddy, i had to twist his arm a bit but after our first run he really liked it. He is going to go with me every morning he can and we are hoping if he gets in a bit better shape maybe his back and neck wont hurt so much. I am just hoping to get into better shape, its nice that we are doing it together, it really helps keep us both motivated and i think he is so hot when he comes running with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-6602894335798244611?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6602894335798244611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=6602894335798244611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6602894335798244611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6602894335798244611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='I know its been ages'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4161350277302149945</id><published>2009-07-10T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:58:27.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My excitement is through the roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My CNA test was today and i was so nervous, and when i say nervous i mean panic attack nervous. I was really nervous all morning and as i was getting ready i tried very hard to talk myself down and i figured the worst that would happen would be some hyperventilating so i didn't worry about calling the doctor some some extra little help. As i got to my moms house to drop the dogs off i felt the nerves creep in even stronger so when my moms boyfriend asked for a ride i was more than willing to help out, if it meant that i was able to avoid the test just a few minutes more i was all for it. After dropping off her boyfriend i started toward the school where my test was held and it hit, the hands started going numb, the breathing got harder the crying started, i knew i was not going to make it through the test. I called my mom asking if she had any little helper pills and i was in luck she did. I drove over there as safely as i could and got stuck by a train, a freaking train this is 2009 and I'm having a panic attack and a train stops me, my hands are numb my face is numb and I'm trying as hard as i can just to keep my foot on the break. After what seemed like a million years i made it to her office, as i was walking in i was sure my legs were going to give out and i felt like i was going to stop breathing at any moment i was losing it. Everything i had studied and thought i knew was gone, i didn't know a thing all those things i practiced i was sure i had practiced wrong and i was going to fail and ruin the rest of my life in just a few short hours, all that money i had spent was going to be wasted. I know that most of these ideas are simply crazy but at the time all of this seems logical and sends me into a tailspin that is terrifying. My mom gave me a happy little helper pill and all was better, i stayed with her for about 30 min and then headed over to the test. The written test was super easy, all logic and things i studied over and over again. The skills test is what had me going crazy but the nurse was very nice and let me go in early so i could take all the time i needed she gave me prompts and let me take my time to be calm and think things through, she was amazing. I am pretty positive i passed the whole thing with out to much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home from the test i started to call around to see if any of the local hospitals and clinics were hiring CNA's and i was having no luck at all. There is a new clinic in Heber called the 5 minute clinic and when i called them they turned me away as had all the others. About an hour after my call he called me back, boy was i surprised. He said that they don't usually hire CNA's and they only need MA's but because i put myself through the class and have a knowledge of medical terminology and other things that would be helpful to him he would be willing to train me as an MA. Originally i wanted to take the MA class that is what i was truly interested in but i just could not afford the class. I promptly emailed him my resume and now I'm and crossing my fingers and hoping and praying that he calls me in for an interview. I know i should not get my hopes up but this is the opportunity of a life time, i will get to do all the medical things i really wanted to do. I'm sure in the future when he is done training me ill have to take another test but ill worry about that when it comes up for now I'm just going to sit and dwell in my excitement that i passed a test and may get offered my dream job (well my current dream).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4161350277302149945?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4161350277302149945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4161350277302149945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4161350277302149945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4161350277302149945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-excitement-is-through-roof.html' title='My excitement is through the roof'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5947845719756809729</id><published>2009-07-03T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:50:16.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a pro golfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not a pro golfer but i could be i swear it...... ok maybe not. On Wednesday Ammon and i went to the driving range, it sounded fun so we went. Ammon is a pretty good golfer and i am what people would consider and hazard. When i hit a ball there is a good chance its coming back to hit someone, and if i do manage to hit it hard enough to go far it usually bounces off a few fences before stopping. But its fun. Ammon was trying to teach me how to stand and hold the club so that i could hit the ball in good form but every time i did what he said i missed the ball. Ammon is left handed with right handed clubs and he still managed to show me up. All in all it was a very fun day. I told Mike next time he goes to play 18 holes I'm coming with, maybe ill bring helmets just in case. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354384663387551922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6Ye4wDuLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/thJJYi3o3_o/s320/DSC00416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354384658090549762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6YelBJ4gI/AAAAAAAAAbM/za5RZJBuKxg/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If he practices every day starting now he may be able to make the senior tour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5947845719756809729?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5947845719756809729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5947845719756809729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5947845719756809729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5947845719756809729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-pro-golfer.html' title='I&apos;m a pro golfer'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6Ye4wDuLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/thJJYi3o3_o/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5311070914246344912</id><published>2009-07-03T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:39:49.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith Morehouse Reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday Mike and I both have the day free to do what ever our hearts choose so we decided on another adventure. I found the Smith Morehouse Reservoir online and its not to far from our house so we decided to try it out. It was perfect we found the perfect spot to set up our mini camp so we can have lunch and a meeting spot and a reading spot for myself and it was close enough to the river and to the reservoir. Mike fished that day and said it was one of the best days of fishing he has ever had, in about 4 hours he caught about 30 fish. I had an amazing day just kayaking around the reservoir and reading near the river. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380270139020242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UfKn_E9I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZHR6wI0SwbA/s320/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mike is such a Gentleman, before he gets ready for fishing he walks my Kayak to my launching spot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380266667780050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6Ue9sYJ9I/AAAAAAAAAac/gPIgR2c37g8/s320/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the view from my reading spot, you can see the river open up to the reservoir with the amazing view of the mountains all around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380583923516994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UxbkChkI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9NGceixjqoQ/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my man fishing, that is a good fishing picture if i do say so myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380590416531858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UxzwGEZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3XHBUDgAgDg/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here is a proud moment with an amazing looking fish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380284834637522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UgBXsZtI/AAAAAAAAAa0/KwOwwID8H-w/s320/DSC00405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another amazing looking fish, usually i believe if you have seen one fish you have seen them all but these fish were so bright in color that i never got sick of seeing them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380275914922674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UfgJEWrI/AAAAAAAAAas/Uz6OQALDLMk/s320/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh no! the fishy jumped out of his hands, he really wanted to get away. But don't you worry because the puppies are standing ready just in case any fish needs get get licked better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354380250744126354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UeCX4e5I/AAAAAAAAAaU/xl5dOO0FTUE/s320/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5311070914246344912?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5311070914246344912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5311070914246344912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5311070914246344912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5311070914246344912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/07/smith-morehouse-reservoir.html' title='Smith Morehouse Reservoir'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sk6UfKn_E9I/AAAAAAAAAak/ZHR6wI0SwbA/s72-c/DSC00396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4080000966052507354</id><published>2009-06-29T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:34:45.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thought i would update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mike and I spent 5 days in California and got home Tuesday last week and went straight to work. We had so much fun in California, we did a whole lot of nothing and it was fantastic. Mike golfed with his dad three of the days and we went to the dog beach once but mostly we just hung out with the family and i read a whole book sitting by the pool. I'm pretty impressed that i read a whole book, i have not had the time to finish a book in a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My background check just cleared so I'm am all set to start Mentoring a girl at the school i volunteer at, they told me a little bit about what she is like and she sounds really down to earth and fun. As for her past and her future that is up to her to tell me about, basically I'm just there to listen and offer fun activities. I'm very nervous because its important that she likes me and i really don't want to let her down in any way. I guess all i can do is my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been slow so i have been studying for my CNA test, I'm all set to take the skills test on July 10th so i think ill go in early before my scheduled time and take the written test first that way i can knock it all out at once. I have been applying for jobs at the new hospital they are building in park city but at this point i don't know if i will get one of those jobs due to lack of experience. I called the nursing home right down the road to my house and they expect that a lot of their employees will be trying to move to the hospital once it is built so i will apply at the nursing home and earn some experience there. The home is just about two blocks from my house to i will be able to walk there and in the winter i would never have to worry about scary driving to and from work. I will miss my hotel job when i quite but having a job closer to my home would really help with gas for my car, during the school year I'm driving so much going to and from orem and then to and from park city, it just gets to be to much. I think ill stop by the nursing home tomorrow and fill out an application. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352866036232019218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SkkzTJvc3RI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CMIVvOLI2EM/s320/nurses.jpg" border="0" /&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/2298956797184284992-4080000966052507354?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4080000966052507354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4080000966052507354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4080000966052507354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4080000966052507354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-thought-i-would-update.html' title='Just thought i would update'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SkkzTJvc3RI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CMIVvOLI2EM/s72-c/nurses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4579683440250109713</id><published>2009-06-04T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:38:48.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our outdoor fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Mike and I have been enjoying the summer and all it has to offer as much as possible recently, he has been going fishing every chance he gets and I have been going kayaking as often as possible. We also have been taking advantage of all Utah has to offer by going hiking as much as possible. The other day we hiked to see Stewart falls, one of our favorites, we try and go every summer. Maggy and Buckley love anything that involves being outside and they love it even more if it involves water. The four of us are really loving the time we can spend together with Mike not working so much and with me finally being done with school. Here are a few pictures Mike took on our most recent adventure. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635119377120386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihn1EvGfII/AAAAAAAAAaE/SEs3gU222to/s320/DSC00387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maggy is romping around at the bottom of the water fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635112220987586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihn0qE8kMI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RH-GCp4XUUM/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buckley loves going on outdoor adventures, probably more than the rest of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635114049002578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihn0w4x3FI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HpBVeD6VaGo/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final destination, here is what all the work is for. Believe me it is worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635103630938114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihn0KE60AI/AAAAAAAAAZs/o6T11bx_fd8/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's me, i didn't even know Mike took this picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635098147864002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihnz1ppvcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YzrLgTQX5IY/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another pretty view. I love how green and amazing everything is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4579683440250109713?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4579683440250109713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4579683440250109713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4579683440250109713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4579683440250109713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-outdoor-fun.html' title='Our outdoor fun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sihn1EvGfII/AAAAAAAAAaE/SEs3gU222to/s72-c/DSC00387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4429161052473571558</id><published>2009-05-31T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:49:15.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo Hooo</title><content type='html'>Well i am now done, done done done!!!!!! I am now CPR certified and done with my CNA class, i just am waiting for my letter from the state saying they will let me take the test so i can get my certification and then the next step is looking for a job. I know i needed to do this class so that it will benefit me in the long run but honestly i hate the whole job finding process. I don't like applying and getting shot down i don't like the interview process because the whole point is to be judged, i don't like the training part because i just like to know what i am doing and be comfortable with it. I guess i have no choice though. I don't think ill be able to get a job in a hospital right away but I'm still going to try, in the mean time i will also look for jobs in nursing homes because i think i will have a better chance at getting hired there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news my little Jeep is a trooper, last night her odometer past a significant point in her life so i took a picture to document the occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342139252112764002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SiMXWI7aLGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/W77cUoaky_Q/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HEHEHE see 10,20,30&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/2298956797184284992-4429161052473571558?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4429161052473571558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4429161052473571558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4429161052473571558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4429161052473571558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooo-hooo.html' title='Wooo Hooo'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SiMXWI7aLGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/W77cUoaky_Q/s72-c/DSC00370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-6839877103014823517</id><published>2009-05-24T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:25:53.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; We were going through some old pictures on our computer and we found some of when Buckley was just a baby, about a week or so after we got him, so we thought we would do some before and after pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595520043615330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN1ch3hGI/AAAAAAAAAZM/67zViMZRIHM/s320/Puppies_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how white he was when we first got him, now black spots at all just some grey ones, now he is covered in them mostly black with a few white spots.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595522126837746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN1kSi9_I/AAAAAAAAAZU/YD8_E1Dhyv0/s320/Puppies_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was really easy to hold him and carry him around when he couldn't go on some of the trails on our hikes but now he jumps over rocks and into the truck like they are not even there. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595516599974658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN1Ps1uwI/AAAAAAAAAZE/q-L_EXLZaj4/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mike has a hard time holding him now, and Buckley does not really like it much. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595502364386882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN0aqz5kI/AAAAAAAAAY0/m8MRqEUAQmw/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Its not really a puppy before and after but because I have the pictures i thought i would do one of Maggy's head. This is what it was like after he scab came off, it was so bad she got sun burnt. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339595509584396386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN01kMgGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/d-7pHuEBv0U/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now Maggy has fresh hair sprouts, we don't even have to put sun screen on her head any more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-6839877103014823517?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/6839877103014823517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=6839877103014823517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6839877103014823517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/6839877103014823517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/ShoN1ch3hGI/AAAAAAAAAZM/67zViMZRIHM/s72-c/Puppies_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5974050853688501350</id><published>2009-05-23T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:42:11.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE HAVE SPROUTS!!!!! My garden is coming along nicely, we have a few sprouts and Mike even built it a little fence so that the puppies will stop trying to lay in there. We have planted carrots, cucumber squash, tomato's and watermelon, i know its a big garden for our first one but i don't think it will all grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month has been pretty stressful for me, i have been doing school, work and clinicals, in fact right now I'm on hour 12 of my 20 hour day, this is the second Saturday i have done this. First I get home from work Saturday morning about about 12:30am then i go to sleep wake up at 4:30am shower and get ready and drive to Provo where i work in a nursing home for 8 hours (very stressful) then i go home shower again and off to the hotel to work for 8 more hours where i will be done and home at 12:30am Sunday. Oh the stress. Mike has been very supportive he humors me on my day of relaxing by letting me garden and walking with me to my eye appointments he lets me sleep in and he makes me breakfast and he has been cleaning the house and taking care of the dogs, he is so wonderful to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also been accepted to mentor kids with psych problems ranging from simple depression to bipolar, anxiety, and schizophrenia. I am very excited about this, i know it will be hard and sometimes very trying but i also think it will teach me a lot of lessons and maybe if i am lucky they will pair me with a kid who speaks Spanish and English so they can help me learn something and maybe learn something from me at the same time. I start training for that this coming Wed and the training lasts for six weeks and then i have a min three month commitment to the person i am paired with. If you want to volunteer let me know and i can give you the information. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339152319844150802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Shh6vzIDbhI/AAAAAAAAAYs/yWBkQNjyPrs/s320/yard.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Maggy proudly displaying the yard that was destroyed when we first moved in, lots of mud spots but is popped up with a bit of TLC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339152314724176322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Shh6vgDW0cI/AAAAAAAAAYk/b1iXu0h_CHU/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is our garden and the fantastic fence Mike built and our sprouts, they will become cucumber&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339152309638618866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Shh6vNG3XvI/AAAAAAAAAYc/UpktQfNZ0oY/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5974050853688501350?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5974050853688501350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5974050853688501350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5974050853688501350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5974050853688501350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-garden.html' title='My Garden'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Shh6vzIDbhI/AAAAAAAAAYs/yWBkQNjyPrs/s72-c/yard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4174952560413941671</id><published>2009-05-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:30:15.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De Dum De De.........</title><content type='html'>De Dum De De a Diddley Dum De De (think peter pan when they are walking through the jungle and the monkey's steal the top hat) that was the song i was singing as i walked through the woods today during our fishing adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Today Mike and I went on a fishing adventure and it was so much fun, i got a wee bit sun burnt on my face and waking up early was not pleasant but it was a fantastic time none the less. We only caught one fish but he was super huge so it was worth it. I liked walking through the woods along the river and enjoying playing with the dogs and Mike likes it when i keep the dogs distracted so he can get a few good casts in without Maggy in the way.Buckley is such a good dog when it comes to fishing, he just does his own thing and if he does go in the river he just sits politely behind you. Here are a few pictures of all the fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803732922383218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fPvjwu3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/N6DkVwU8NBg/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggy got a sun burn on her bald spot, poor little puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803724637093298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fPQsZPbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/tIlAv3XaAsA/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are some half built old log houses we saw as we were walking back to the truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803723340720610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fPL3UKeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Kr7_NCHsie8/s320/DSC00262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My eyes are closed and i look like im in pain, oh well what can i do it was the only pic of us for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803719439661602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fO9VOuiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/vjWCKEqPoHg/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I don't know if you can really tell how blue and beautiful the water is but you can kinda see it right behind Mike, oh it was so amazing if it would have been warmer i would have jumped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803713362915282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fOmsa79I/AAAAAAAAAX0/FJvnzHPGffA/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pete, we caught him in the first five minutes of fishing and he was the only fish we got all day, Pete is a lone ranger, he does not like to share the river with other fishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4174952560413941671?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4174952560413941671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4174952560413941671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4174952560413941671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4174952560413941671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-dum-de-de.html' title='De Dum De De.........'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf5fPvjwu3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/N6DkVwU8NBg/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2789154799334582814</id><published>2009-05-03T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:36:46.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Brandi found this website that lets you upload pictures to find out what your kids might look like. I figured hey what could it hurt ill give it a shot, and with any luck it may get the family off my back (then again it may also encourage them).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331743184099155186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf4oLVnXHPI/AAAAAAAAAXk/8zL3uoYZ8d4/s320/boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331745628829072066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf4qZo8ZOsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/IYCvK3ISc4Y/s320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2789154799334582814?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2789154799334582814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2789154799334582814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2789154799334582814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2789154799334582814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-fun.html' title='For Fun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sf4oLVnXHPI/AAAAAAAAAXk/8zL3uoYZ8d4/s72-c/boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2588154348957661552</id><published>2009-05-01T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:41:57.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals are over!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last day of finals Mike and I did just about everything you could think of to enjoy our new freedom, we ate out for breakfast, we sold back our books, we went to the park with the dogs and for dinner we did the classic college student dinner of pizza and beer. The park was Maggy and Buckley's favorite part of the day, although they were not disappointed by the pizza either. We went to our favorite park in Provo canyon, the one up past Vivian. It was great, we did a very tiny hike ( i was wearing flip flops so it was very tiny) and Maggy and Buckley both swam in the river and chased the ball and then we sat in the sun just enjoying the day and threw the ball for the dogs a little while longer. Honestly the freedom is great and i feel so relaxed, or i was feeling so relaxed and then i realized that i start my CNA (certified nurses assistant) class in only three days so my summer is not here just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080790704825634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNu97epSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_eoRqQb6FYQ/s320/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is my hottie, boy do i love him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080769637598706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNtvcqRfI/AAAAAAAAAWs/zxnGKGKuFIo/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at this great looking post card puppy, she is in perfect form and everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080775228025506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNuERhaqI/AAAAAAAAAW8/N0Ahwt70N0A/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buckley stole the ball so Mike had to go and steal it back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080771840115106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNt3pyAaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/CUWr0ex3Epk/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this picture Buckley looks so funny and Maggy is just covered in water, its just so cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080781072044882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNuaC2E1I/AAAAAAAAAXE/nG-9I_NKluc/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maggy looks so cute, and it is so much easier getting a picture of her because if you hold a ball in front of her she stops moving, Buckley never stops moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2588154348957661552?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2588154348957661552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2588154348957661552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2588154348957661552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2588154348957661552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/05/finals-are-over.html' title='Finals are over!!!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SfvNu97epSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/_eoRqQb6FYQ/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-106422123064578546</id><published>2009-04-22T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:48:32.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its time for Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well its here the most dreaded of all the semester activities, the finals, its the time of year when all your teachers give a massive test just to see if you have been paying attention. What a Final should really do for the teachers is show them how good of a teacher they are but rather they look at it as if we did not study hard enough or that we were just a bad class. Grrrr to finals. Mike and I have been writing papers and studying our little hearts out and yet every time i sit down to get to work on my school stuff i look out the window and see the sun shining and off to dreamland i go, or in most cases recently i just abandon the books completely and skip off to enjoy the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a few of the things Mike and I have been doing to enjoy the sun is gardening and yard work. We are trying to get grass to grow in some spots in our backyard so we put some grass seed down and then we put some soil stuff that the hotel maintenance guy told me about so this way the seeds wont dry out and when the dogs walk on it they don't get to muddy or hurt the growth process. We are also going to try and plant our first vegetable garden, we are planting tomato's, cucumbers, squash and carrots. I'm so excited and i really hope they grow. Last night we wanted to enjoy all our hard work so we got out our lawn chairs and our little portable fire pit thing and watched some of the first season of the Big Bang Theory on the tv and roasted marshmallows outside, i forgot how much i love smores. Tomorrow i think im going to go and use my kayak for the first time of the season in between classes and maybe take a jog with the puppies outside, im a sucker for anything that has to do with the sun. Its just to bad that finals week is ruining all my fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess i should get back to studying now..............&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327682246168922466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Se-6xo8NyWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yzdia0YEW2U/s320/veggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-106422123064578546?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/106422123064578546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=106422123064578546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/106422123064578546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/106422123064578546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-time-for-finals.html' title='Its time for Finals'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Se-6xo8NyWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/yzdia0YEW2U/s72-c/veggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8366993183241802645</id><published>2009-04-13T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:22:33.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feakin love EASTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter is so fun, and its not just for kids, even though i refuse to grow up. I love going to Grandma's and hanging out with the whole family and hearing funny stories and some regular life stories. We also went to my moms and she even make Mike and I a basket. Mom made some seriously yummy food and I think I may just sneak by on Tuesday to eat some left overs. We also played some games and watched the first season of "The Big Bang Theory" on DVD, that show is just so freakin funny. Emmy had a great time also, she loves to be the center of attention and because she is my only niece she gets a whole bunch of attention from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324335129921155538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SePWl1QVcdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/qpW0GsI6njg/s320/DSC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Emmy sitting in her little basket/Gardening bucket thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324335125852171346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SePWlmGNrFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/00nfHARlBGw/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I stuck bunny suckers in my hair, I like to think im funny sometimes&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/2298956797184284992-8366993183241802645?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8366993183241802645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8366993183241802645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8366993183241802645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8366993183241802645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feakin-love-easter.html' title='I feakin love EASTER!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SePWl1QVcdI/AAAAAAAAAWc/qpW0GsI6njg/s72-c/DSC00236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4542890011656250672</id><published>2009-04-08T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:24:44.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the dramatic Economy</title><content type='html'>The economic crisis is finally hitting home, Mike lost his job Monday and in the middle of my mini panic I called my mom, I couldn't let Mike know i was worried, she helped me calm down and realize everything happens for a reason and we both have such great families that we don't need to worry to much. With a potential job available for Mike at the end of the month we are simply enjoying our time together for right now, and Mike is keeping his eyes and ears open for a new job in the mean time, we don't want to test fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday the two of us had one of the best days we have had in a long time, and the puppies are enjoying it also. After school we went to the park and soaked up some sun, the dogs ran around chasing the ball and Maggy crawls under the truck when she needs a shade spot. We went straight home after the park playing where i intended to get dressed and ready for the gym but the two of us sat down to watch some TV and just relax and we both ended up taking a nap, a nap is something Mike never got to have because he was always to busy but now he actually has time to relax. Once we woke up from our nap we decided to take a walk to the grocery store to buy some things for dinner, we went the long way on a dirt road that Maggy and Buckley like to play on and then ended up back at home, Mike grilled the steaks and some veggies and I cooked the potato's and some mushrooms in the house. It was such a nice day, school was easy and we got to relax and spend some well needed time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know im a little selfish, i like that he is home because now i get to see him a whole lot more. We didn't get to spend much time together unless it was on the drive to and from school because he opened at his job and I close at mine. The stress level in the house has also gone way down, something you would not expect with a now single income family that relies on two. He hated the people he worked for and he is more relaxed knowing he wont be walking on egg shells everyday or wondering if something he said is going to come back to haunt him. With me working full time and going to school full time and Mike also going to school full time and when he was working full time making time to clean the house and play with the dogs was something we usually wanted to trade for rest but now Mike has time to go and fish with the dogs and straighten up when he is at home. Life really throws some curve balls but we are choosing to take this one and make the best out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322480587933146050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sd0_5R-q28I/AAAAAAAAAWM/uEqOtYaaz2M/s320/ny_stuyvesant_square_05_287.jpg" border="0" /&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/2298956797184284992-4542890011656250672?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4542890011656250672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4542890011656250672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4542890011656250672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4542890011656250672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-dramatic-economy.html' title='Oh the dramatic Economy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Sd0_5R-q28I/AAAAAAAAAWM/uEqOtYaaz2M/s72-c/ny_stuyvesant_square_05_287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1246896024712572650</id><published>2009-04-03T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:38:29.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Buckley likes to greet us when we get home and see us off in the same way, by watching us through the humming bird in our fence. He is such a cute little puppy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320613269025629794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SdadlA-ApmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/my1_5D0FF4k/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1246896024712572650?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1246896024712572650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1246896024712572650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1246896024712572650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1246896024712572650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/04/buckley.html' title='Buckley'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SdadlA-ApmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/my1_5D0FF4k/s72-c/DSC00234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5917333349685253657</id><published>2009-03-22T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:16:26.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Fun</title><content type='html'>Mike and I went to California over spring break, he went to play golf with his dad and I forced my way into the trip. We didn't have to much time together because he spent the days golfing but that was fine because I got to spend the days doing vacation stuff. I went shopping and read a book by the pool and Maggy swam in the pool every chance she got and Buckley found as many golf balls as he could and put them all in one pile. Mike played golf two days in a row, the second day he played at a course called Trump, because Donald Trump owns it, he said it was one of the best games he has ever played. We both had a lot of fun. Here are some pictures from my trip to Disneyland with Trish (my mom in law) and Michelle (my sister in law)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316209642209836258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4gMtsfOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/b2w2z187iT0/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The must have Castle pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316209633851716002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4ftk9saI/AAAAAAAAAVE/QAz8Qmcm7h4/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Michelle with a cartoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316209655685408450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4g-6hZsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Spity1Hu56Y/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Getting ready for the Winnie the Pooh ride with some random guy behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316209670985650834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4h36YkpI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pXmHMizc4eM/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trish and I at Mickey's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316209660771678562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4hR3LuWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/TQTIqc9SLfA/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Michelle and Trish at Mickey's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316210647538602242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb5at2wEQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/flu0hjKTwFQ/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Trish took over Pluto's bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316210632487572978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb5Z1yTlfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HVR1Tt0-TRY/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Michelle deep in thought in Mickey's chair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5917333349685253657?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5917333349685253657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5917333349685253657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5917333349685253657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5917333349685253657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/03/california-fun.html' title='California Fun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/Scb4gMtsfOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/b2w2z187iT0/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-175540693111074701</id><published>2009-03-15T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:34:16.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California here we come!!!</title><content type='html'>In about 14 hours we will be on our way to California, Mike will be golfing and I will be spending my time doing all the fun things that include SUN!!! On Tuesday I get to choose what I want to do so Michelle and I are going to take Maggy and Buckley to the beach sometime in the afternoon and maybe do a little shopping. Wednesday I get to go to Disneyland, now I think I have been there once with my step family when I was really young but I cant be sure so to be fair I'm calling this my first time to Disneyland that I can remember, I  AM SO FREAKIN EXCITED! Mike is excited to spend time with his dad just golfing two days straight, and with any luck the two of us will come back with some color on our skin, just to be on the safe side we will be taking some anti melanoma cream (sun screen). Plenty of pictures when I get back, now that I have the coolest camera ever I can be a bit camera happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-175540693111074701?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/175540693111074701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=175540693111074701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/175540693111074701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/175540693111074701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/03/california-here-we-come.html' title='California here we come!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8212617518374784465</id><published>2009-03-13T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:15:47.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not a bad babysitter</title><content type='html'>I swear she does this all by herself. Today as i was babysitting she crawled right into Buckleys kennel and she just sits there. She did this like three times today, sometimes she takes my shoes in also so I cant find them anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312860465720232674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SbsSceB4iuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hPATPYzp_Nk/s320/hannah3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312860457290457842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SbsSb-oEYvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ZN9GBfukIJw/s320/hannah2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312860454843726178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SbsSb1guOWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/W_IQ54M7s0g/s320/hannah.JPG" border="0" /&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/2298956797184284992-8212617518374784465?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8212617518374784465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8212617518374784465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8212617518374784465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8212617518374784465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-bad-babysitter.html' title='Im not a bad babysitter'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SbsSceB4iuI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hPATPYzp_Nk/s72-c/hannah3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4597015787492395578</id><published>2009-02-22T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:36:08.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our daily walks</title><content type='html'>Every chance we get, or every time mike and i have time during the day together we take our two dogs on a walk. There is a perfect dirt road not far from our house that we can walk to and it just goes past a bunch of horse and cow pastures so at most we see a few trucks and tractors of the road sometimes a few other dogs. We have noticed a lot of people in heber drive to this dirt road and let their dogs out of the car and then they drive as their dog runs along side or behind the car, to them I say get out of the dang car and get some freakin exercise geeez. Maggy and Buckley are getting really good at these walks they dont even have to wear their leashes any more they just come when we call if we see a car, im very proud of them and so is Mike cuz he hates using leashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852908912500930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItG-oz4MI/AAAAAAAAATk/-MSpWGGdY_8/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Buckley loves to hole dig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852903575192066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItGqwTAgI/AAAAAAAAATc/QaI1PsqPjtU/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maggy got some nasty spit on herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852895013236402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItGK297rI/AAAAAAAAATM/QN-zbGMH-3I/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852897744956898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItGVCQreI/AAAAAAAAATU/Wvq2q35HMLY/s320/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sometimes when Buckley hole digs he likes to put his head in the hole like an ostrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852887657091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItFvdIEfI/AAAAAAAAATE/uOCob3FrLcs/s320/DSC00200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We always visit the horses when we go on our walks&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4597015787492395578?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4597015787492395578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4597015787492395578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4597015787492395578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4597015787492395578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-daily-walks.html' title='Our daily walks'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SaItG-oz4MI/AAAAAAAAATk/-MSpWGGdY_8/s72-c/DSC00206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5977376833599591317</id><published>2009-02-15T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:45:46.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fallowing few posts are our extream sledding pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr3QB3OMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2ZmyjtlS4G0/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247895656872130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr3QB3OMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2ZmyjtlS4G0/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr3NtaXYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_UdfbFLPxDA/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247895034224002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr3NtaXYI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_UdfbFLPxDA/s320/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr27SXnhI/AAAAAAAAASs/HgVKxpsmBIU/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247890088959506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr27SXnhI/AAAAAAAAASs/HgVKxpsmBIU/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2298956797184284992-5977376833599591317?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5977376833599591317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5977376833599591317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5977376833599591317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5977376833599591317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/fallowing-few-posts-are-our-extream.html' title='The fallowing few posts are our extream sledding pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjr3QB3OMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2ZmyjtlS4G0/s72-c/DSC00197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3905673349969841032</id><published>2009-02-15T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:28:55.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrT9BZmcI/AAAAAAAAASk/OoPjEYYzmkk/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247289259235778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrT9BZmcI/AAAAAAAAASk/OoPjEYYzmkk/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrT8QFlPI/AAAAAAAAASc/pvK1AfAnlEw/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247289052402930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrT8QFlPI/AAAAAAAAASc/pvK1AfAnlEw/s320/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrThupmhI/AAAAAAAAASU/80XWPKD9zuc/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247281932835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrThupmhI/AAAAAAAAASU/80XWPKD9zuc/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrTUxfIHI/AAAAAAAAASM/VDPn7vUIxv8/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247278455070834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrTUxfIHI/AAAAAAAAASM/VDPn7vUIxv8/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrTBR3MOI/AAAAAAAAASE/B5ATZ74WW9o/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303247273222156514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrTBR3MOI/AAAAAAAAASE/B5ATZ74WW9o/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3905673349969841032?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3905673349969841032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3905673349969841032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3905673349969841032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3905673349969841032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-and-more.html' title='more and more'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjrT9BZmcI/AAAAAAAAASk/OoPjEYYzmkk/s72-c/DSC00194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-354189720046244597</id><published>2009-02-15T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:24:37.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpsUu7FPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tN40zat1CpM/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245508917794034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpsUu7FPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tN40zat1CpM/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpsO3U6TI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bp2xy63dUnM/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245507342428466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpsO3U6TI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bp2xy63dUnM/s320/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpr28nTXI/AAAAAAAAARs/cpZom14Lv_U/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245500922154354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpr28nTXI/AAAAAAAAARs/cpZom14Lv_U/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjprRVY5mI/AAAAAAAAARk/sWQir-w4atI/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245490825520738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjprRVY5mI/AAAAAAAAARk/sWQir-w4atI/s320/DSC00182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjprIbGhyI/AAAAAAAAARc/Rcr9eq9Mjb8/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245488433563426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjprIbGhyI/AAAAAAAAARc/Rcr9eq9Mjb8/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-354189720046244597?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/354189720046244597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=354189720046244597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/354189720046244597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/354189720046244597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjpsUu7FPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tN40zat1CpM/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2399448735302126827</id><published>2009-02-15T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:18:30.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more extream sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOw955DI/AAAAAAAAARU/3icp5C3bprE/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243901589120050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOw955DI/AAAAAAAAARU/3icp5C3bprE/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOgLoLbI/AAAAAAAAARM/8-bFQ66tylY/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243897083276722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOgLoLbI/AAAAAAAAARM/8-bFQ66tylY/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoObDEF2I/AAAAAAAAARE/6NOg_QK9wPk/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243895705180002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoObDEF2I/AAAAAAAAARE/6NOg_QK9wPk/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOGw7BcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I1aAahQeTr0/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243890260379074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOGw7BcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/I1aAahQeTr0/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoNqRT7QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HyIDHlk2bkQ/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303243882611600642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoNqRT7QI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/HyIDHlk2bkQ/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2399448735302126827?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2399448735302126827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2399448735302126827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2399448735302126827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2399448735302126827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-extream-sledding.html' title='more extream sledding'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjoOw955DI/AAAAAAAAARU/3icp5C3bprE/s72-c/DSC00181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4555735076593399738</id><published>2009-02-15T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:12:41.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extream Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303240884108777666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlfH-h2MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ouiF4ze7f-o/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303240883583804562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlfGBXZJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3GGRvbEl23w/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303240875920572082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlepeTvrI/AAAAAAAAAQM/uRTNLwISTiE/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlgOt1xDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rJRnREssGdg/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303240903097697330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlgOt1xDI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rJRnREssGdg/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlf3UMYwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uFzPtoAKoSU/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303240896816112386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlf3UMYwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uFzPtoAKoSU/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Action Shot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4555735076593399738?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4555735076593399738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4555735076593399738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4555735076593399738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4555735076593399738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/extream-sledding.html' title='Extream Sledding'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZjlfH-h2MI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ouiF4ze7f-o/s72-c/DSC00174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5344130048146505783</id><published>2009-02-09T17:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:27:11.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a snooper</title><content type='html'>Mike says "your present came in the mail today and I hid it" I hear "your present came in the mail today and i hid it so you should snoop till you find it" Needless to say i found it. The present is from Mike and his Mom and that makes me feel even more special because it lets me know his family loves me like a daughter. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973675463357938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZDXeNmwtfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/y72xhRne8bU/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My pale skin kinda ruins how beautiful it really is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973671720875570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZDXd_qe9jI/AAAAAAAAAP8/0rz_h9d254o/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5344130048146505783?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5344130048146505783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5344130048146505783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5344130048146505783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5344130048146505783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-snooper.html' title='Im a snooper'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SZDXeNmwtfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/y72xhRne8bU/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3829099237950340799</id><published>2009-02-01T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:34:43.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Snow Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvtE67yGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9HieMfsA7pQ/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974463109515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvtE67yGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9HieMfsA7pQ/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy running with her ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvs6kUqDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/47yed3Iteng/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974460330321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvs6kUqDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/47yed3Iteng/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me trying to sled but not able to catch a dog to sled with me, they are like greased pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsv_7KKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hB23gh92EuA/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974457493301410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsv_7KKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hB23gh92EuA/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy and Mike at the bottom of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sledding&lt;/span&gt; hill after they went down together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsZ_S9AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2_nNYttIoZU/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974451585086466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsZ_S9AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2_nNYttIoZU/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggy and Mike getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsJJMRDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/k030YuCm-fw/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297974447063188530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvsJJMRDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/k030YuCm-fw/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Buckley looks so cute with is ears flying about and Maggy just looks worried, you can kinda see her ball in her mouth. I love this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3829099237950340799?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3829099237950340799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3829099237950340799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3829099237950340799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3829099237950340799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-snow-fun.html' title='Sunday Snow Fun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYYvtE67yGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9HieMfsA7pQ/s72-c/DSC00165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1356794038295583941</id><published>2009-01-30T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:29:24.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The proof of Mikes love</title><content type='html'>Buckleys hair seems to be the thing that can kill any vacuum on the planet, if anyone would like to test their vacuums durability let me have it for a few months and buckley will kill it no problem. Buckley has already managed to kill two vacuums, now we didn't spend a lot of money on them and they were not the king of the vacuum kingdom, more like a shoe shiner of a vacuum cleaner kingdom but in a home with out dogs (or buckley) these vacuums would have lasted a long time rather than 6 months. Last night Mike finally gave in and we went vacuum shopping, after hearing me complain about not being able to vacuum for a little over a month you would have given in as well. Having two dogs means at the very least i vacuum twice a week, i babysit Fridays so clean floors are a must, not to mention they drive me crazy when they are all dirty. We first went to Circuit City in Orem because they are going out of business and having a huge sale so we figured it would be a good place to get some prices to compare with. We fell in love with a vacuum that they had and thought we would go look a few other places before we bought that one because we were really wanting a vacuum with a warranty. Our next stop was Best Buy and they had the same vacuum, only $40 more and with a 4 year warranty, I was sold. Mike was sad, the vacuum meant he was spending money and he does not enjoy that but the choice was between spending money or hearing me complain, he made the obvious choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it right home and started the bad boy up, I moved the couch, got all the corner, the stairs, and everywhere else you can think of on the second floor. It took me over an hour and then I had to go to school so I didn't get to the bedroom area until today. I love my new toy, it picks up dog hair like nothing it even has a stairs attachment that is meant specifically for dog hair. My world is now complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297261801227705122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYOnishsWyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3dlf2PeEH5A/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-1356794038295583941?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1356794038295583941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1356794038295583941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1356794038295583941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1356794038295583941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/proof-of-mikes-love.html' title='The proof of Mikes love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SYOnishsWyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3dlf2PeEH5A/s72-c/DSC00145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-727671385237083931</id><published>2009-01-28T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:21:28.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so very confused</title><content type='html'>So last night i went to sleep on my side of the bed with my pillows and mike went to sleep on his side of the bed with his pillow, we woke up in the morning and had switched sides and brought our pillows with us. I know i know your thinking what is so confusing about that, neither one of us remember moving but I'm positive i went to bed on my side of the bed. Sometimes i will sleep on mikes side of the bed because its closer to the TV and I'm used to staying up later than he is so he will go to sleep and ill stay up and watch TV but last night i had some NyQuil and he had a few beers so we were pretty sleepy. I don't know what happened, it  just doesn't make any sense how can two people move in the middle of the night and take their pillows with them and have neither person remember it happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-727671385237083931?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/727671385237083931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=727671385237083931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/727671385237083931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/727671385237083931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-so-very-confused.html' title='Im so very confused'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4795841874401642427</id><published>2009-01-26T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:49:45.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus Andronicus</title><content type='html'>Ahhh the joy of Shakespeare. The one play he seems to make gross and horrible and nasty my teacher assigns me to read, this play as about 14 murders, 1 rape and 1 scene of cannibalism um can you say gross. Its all about revenge and bloodshed and who can get who first. Seriously what was wrong with this guy, its almost like he woke up one day and said hmmm im in a bad mood and because he was and artist/creative type he had to share with the rest of us just what a bad mood he was in. If a high school student were to write a play like this today they would be kicked out of school sent to get some mental help and asked when they were planing to go crazy on campus and who else was in on it. Its almost sad how this play is so sickly relevant to today's world when it was written so long ago in a world that was used to wars like this one. Seriously folks are we crazy or just sick and twisted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4795841874401642427?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4795841874401642427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4795841874401642427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4795841874401642427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4795841874401642427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/titus-andronicus.html' title='Titus Andronicus'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8876156955742305816</id><published>2009-01-25T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:16:59.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance is OVER!!!</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think i can even express the joy i feel now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; is over. As if to celebrate the wonderful moment God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to give us SNOW its fantastic. I pissed off a porn star, a movie star, a director and some everyday random annoying people yup i would say The festival was a success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-8876156955742305816?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8876156955742305816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8876156955742305816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8876156955742305816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8876156955742305816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/sundance-is-over.html' title='Sundance is OVER!!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-8521000222698446831</id><published>2009-01-11T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:54:45.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwiHA9NDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3SxlNHg7dtI/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290234812345168946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwiHA9NDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3SxlNHg7dtI/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwh0XckqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-9DRIm-zFHU/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290234807339225762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwh0XckqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-9DRIm-zFHU/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; close up of Emmy, she is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwhheZtXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/aTSkR_m8CV4/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290234802268124530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwhheZtXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/aTSkR_m8CV4/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she entertains everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwhZOIqVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/j_WdGap38zE/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290234800052414802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwhZOIqVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/j_WdGap38zE/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I, im not so sure why she is so animated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwgzQq2eI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Pscwp_ngYRM/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290234789862496738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwgzQq2eI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Pscwp_ngYRM/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The couple that started all this drama............ Just by falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-8521000222698446831?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/8521000222698446831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=8521000222698446831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8521000222698446831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/8521000222698446831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqwiHA9NDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3SxlNHg7dtI/s72-c/DSC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3412501003140155863</id><published>2009-01-11T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:49:42.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmas Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvSAe6FrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3CvVFOiHWes/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233436202210994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvSAe6FrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3CvVFOiHWes/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvRzu9YrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kQlK-bcNjB0/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233432779874994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvRzu9YrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kQlK-bcNjB0/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvQgYY_FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4zYdDWjW3Jg/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233410405071954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvQgYY_FI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4zYdDWjW3Jg/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvQUP0haI/AAAAAAAAAOE/o6Uc7sg82LQ/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233407147902370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvQUP0haI/AAAAAAAAAOE/o6Uc7sg82LQ/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvPzu3gbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LYYw-5CEeq0/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290233398419751346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvPzu3gbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/LYYw-5CEeq0/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a family get together to honnor Grandma, she takes good care of us so the least we can do is honnor her when she doesnt want us to. These are just a few family snap shots, i have more ill put those up as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3412501003140155863?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3412501003140155863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3412501003140155863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3412501003140155863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3412501003140155863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/grandmas-birthday-party.html' title='Grandmas Birthday Party'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWqvSAe6FrI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3CvVFOiHWes/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4247929546919424847</id><published>2009-01-10T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:50:02.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldyAcqMfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jCGpfP3iFyU/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862351018406386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldyAcqMfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jCGpfP3iFyU/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Park Playing is Maggys Favorite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldxkFnqGI/AAAAAAAAANs/kg6Vrd3Nczw/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862343405578338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldxkFnqGI/AAAAAAAAANs/kg6Vrd3Nczw/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldxRiSvnI/AAAAAAAAANk/O0ObtAvewXs/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862338425568882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldxRiSvnI/AAAAAAAAANk/O0ObtAvewXs/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at my hottie, he is also very good to me. I know i have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldw7MgtvI/AAAAAAAAANc/g9a4QMFs1mk/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862332428629746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldw7MgtvI/AAAAAAAAANc/g9a4QMFs1mk/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a air plane getting ready to land, Mike said take a picture so i did what i was told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldwifZs-I/AAAAAAAAANU/KgMizscIbYc/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289862325796975586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldwifZs-I/AAAAAAAAANU/KgMizscIbYc/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one rocks, i got both dogs as they are taking off after the toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4247929546919424847?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4247929546919424847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4247929546919424847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4247929546919424847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4247929546919424847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the Snow'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SWldyAcqMfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jCGpfP3iFyU/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7912012037761662194</id><published>2009-01-02T16:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:49:39.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week in our life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6003dNU2I/AAAAAAAAANM/B_0VwxCTaTI/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286861832912196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6003dNU2I/AAAAAAAAANM/B_0VwxCTaTI/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy playing in the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV600Zt3X6I/AAAAAAAAANE/c2lFC_nuKo4/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286861824928997282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV600Zt3X6I/AAAAAAAAANE/c2lFC_nuKo4/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she is just so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV600L52wpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pe5UuF63UM4/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286861821221192338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV600L52wpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pe5UuF63UM4/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my wonderful new couch its amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV60zhd1V_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Tc5zNqCPRvE/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286861809829369842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV60zhd1V_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Tc5zNqCPRvE/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV60zfNTr7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/C1vabmwbNjw/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286861809223184306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV60zfNTr7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/C1vabmwbNjw/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-7912012037761662194?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7912012037761662194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7912012037761662194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7912012037761662194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7912012037761662194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-week-in-our-life.html' title='This week in our life'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6003dNU2I/AAAAAAAAANM/B_0VwxCTaTI/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2516551541124290812</id><published>2009-01-02T16:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:31:21.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xmkGNwaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/84e-wjgBkPk/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286858288662430114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xmkGNwaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/84e-wjgBkPk/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xmE-AvOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MCpU5y0tqwE/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286858280306523362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xmE-AvOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MCpU5y0tqwE/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was playing with my new toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xl_OB6sI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cP_erdRDYQU/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286858278763096770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xl_OB6sI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cP_erdRDYQU/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xlQ44MrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xs89WMVmGzM/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286858266326348466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xlQ44MrI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xs89WMVmGzM/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xlGtjAQI/AAAAAAAAAME/a6L5cCQ6szU/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286858263594467586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xlGtjAQI/AAAAAAAAAME/a6L5cCQ6szU/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-2516551541124290812?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2516551541124290812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2516551541124290812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2516551541124290812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2516551541124290812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day-pics.html' title='Christmas Day pics'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SV6xmkGNwaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/84e-wjgBkPk/s72-c/DSC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5242519310258238258</id><published>2008-12-25T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:31:54.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOnTy96ZjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ztJL3KqHsNw/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283750746376529458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOnTy96ZjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ztJL3KqHsNw/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas from my family to yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOnTnBBa2I/AAAAAAAAALs/FkpTGTdyHhU/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283750743168346978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOnTnBBa2I/AAAAAAAAALs/FkpTGTdyHhU/s320/DSC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just an idea of what Park City's Main Street looked like this morning, and its still coming down. The drive in was terrible, Mike drove and there were points where i could not look at the road because i would get so nervous, and i can be a pretty bad back seat driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283765864693005362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVO1DzFcfDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/A78dYNpg4N8/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yup you have it right, those are two guys snowboarding down Main Street on Christmas Day, and yes it really is that snowy.&lt;br /&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/2298956797184284992-5242519310258238258?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5242519310258238258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5242519310258238258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5242519310258238258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5242519310258238258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOnTy96ZjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ztJL3KqHsNw/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-1881441841577671722</id><published>2008-12-25T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:28:15.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlhEeEBvI/AAAAAAAAALk/QcHrGccD5Jo/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283748775389824754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlhEeEBvI/AAAAAAAAALk/QcHrGccD5Jo/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cute couple at dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlgZm6uhI/AAAAAAAAALc/GGTfuzhV-Bc/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283748763884239378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlgZm6uhI/AAAAAAAAALc/GGTfuzhV-Bc/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner my car would not start, this is us being sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlfhLGTII/AAAAAAAAALU/-Y08IhZ3skk/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283748748735171714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlfhLGTII/AAAAAAAAALU/-Y08IhZ3skk/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then i went to the store with my mom and messed around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlfNnRcGI/AAAAAAAAALM/MpibzBCg5Io/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283748743484633186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlfNnRcGI/AAAAAAAAALM/MpibzBCg5Io/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my wonderful mother&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/2298956797184284992-1881441841577671722?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/1881441841577671722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=1881441841577671722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1881441841577671722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/1881441841577671722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/cute-couple-at-dinner-after-dinner-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOlhEeEBvI/AAAAAAAAALk/QcHrGccD5Jo/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-195333334063365159</id><published>2008-12-25T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:18:15.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkCyN-r7I/AAAAAAAAALE/EWpv2UkTLcw/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283747155582824370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkCyN-r7I/AAAAAAAAALE/EWpv2UkTLcw/s320/DSC00035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkCkuvNrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mXGUienGjrY/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283747151962126002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkCkuvNrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mXGUienGjrY/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkB0iKWJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5Zh7pZxWnk8/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283747139024476306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkB0iKWJI/AAAAAAAAAK0/5Zh7pZxWnk8/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkBQh2N0I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ihL-a_rDUoc/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283747129359480642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkBQh2N0I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ihL-a_rDUoc/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkBP8u8II/AAAAAAAAAKk/DnqEFOlyH4k/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283747129203814530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkBP8u8II/AAAAAAAAAKk/DnqEFOlyH4k/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-195333334063365159?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/195333334063365159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=195333334063365159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/195333334063365159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/195333334063365159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOkCyN-r7I/AAAAAAAAALE/EWpv2UkTLcw/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3473973951443690228</id><published>2008-12-25T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T07:10:12.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the Siblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhyRX2YZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCATQWwcpaM/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744672864690578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhyRX2YZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCATQWwcpaM/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhyFFJnxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zpclphGp8l0/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744669565034258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhyFFJnxI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zpclphGp8l0/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhxbLMWEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-lsS7j_UTNw/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744658316089410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhxbLMWEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-lsS7j_UTNw/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhxOi2moI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IW2qGnzBp5A/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744654925666946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhxOi2moI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IW2qGnzBp5A/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhw8yFUcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rfMqpY76TF8/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744650157707714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhw8yFUcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/rfMqpY76TF8/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3473973951443690228?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3473973951443690228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3473973951443690228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3473973951443690228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3473973951443690228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinner-with-siblings.html' title='Dinner with the Siblings'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SVOhyRX2YZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PCATQWwcpaM/s72-c/DSC00041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4993253092410782266</id><published>2008-12-20T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:50:41.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time</title><content type='html'>People seem to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; different personality during Christmas time. Working in a hotel i can see the mean sides of a lot of people but during Christmas they all seem happy and nice, it could be that they are so full of candy the sugar is making them sweet or it could be that i just finished my finals so everything seems a little nicer. All the guests at my hotel, weather they be from England or just Salt Lake all seem to be in a fantastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;, one guest was upset about the noise on Main but rather than complain like i could do something about it he asked for a fan to dull the street noise. Usually, say during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt;, a guest with that problem would yell and me have me move them to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nonexistent&lt;/span&gt; room and give them tons of money back. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it is about this time of year but ill take it, i just wish the feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go away so fast as the season does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4993253092410782266?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4993253092410782266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4993253092410782266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4993253092410782266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4993253092410782266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-7444387111008845843</id><published>2008-12-03T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:02:05.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hotel handy work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcrxyXpSyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/idPXzrz8PAU/s1600-h/DSCN3099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275733622822357794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcrxyXpSyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/idPXzrz8PAU/s320/DSCN3099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am unofficially the Holiday Hotel Decorator of TMI. Every holiday if i don't like the decorations, or if they are none to speak of i usually get my way and get a few dollars out of Andy and Thea and they let me do my thing. Here is our more modern tree. Last year it had birds and some balls and bows all of which were falling apart. Yup the fire is lit and everything. &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/2298956797184284992-7444387111008845843?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/7444387111008845843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=7444387111008845843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7444387111008845843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/7444387111008845843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hotel-handy-work.html' title='My hotel handy work'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcrxyXpSyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/idPXzrz8PAU/s72-c/DSCN3099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-5820947011017069588</id><published>2008-12-03T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:29:58.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcVhVhh35I/AAAAAAAAAJs/DDwCfni-sMI/s1600-h/DSCN3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275709150945468306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcVhVhh35I/AAAAAAAAAJs/DDwCfni-sMI/s320/DSCN3096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you love it. Our favorite part of Christmas is probably decorating the tree, how can you not love the wonderful smell and all the pretty colors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-5820947011017069588?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/5820947011017069588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=5820947011017069588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5820947011017069588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/5820947011017069588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/STcVhVhh35I/AAAAAAAAAJs/DDwCfni-sMI/s72-c/DSCN3096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-2184285605107610061</id><published>2008-11-27T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:11:28.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our trip to California</title><content type='html'>California was so so much fun, Mike and I enjoyed seeing the family and Ammon loved hanging out and getting time away from stress. We only had two days there sadly and the first was spent at the beach. The fallowing are pictures of our fun adventure. The second day it rained most of the day so in true Utah Thanksgiving style we stayed in and cooked and watched movies with a roaring fire, oh and napped a wee bit. Dinner was great, Mike's mom is an amazing cook, its always fun to see how other families celebrate thanksgiving. I did miss being with my huge extended family for the holiday but this year they get Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a safe and happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_hfZrwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_bZ1-hRFGAM/s1600-h/DSCN3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273583214065725186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_hfZrwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_bZ1-hRFGAM/s320/DSCN3070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Michelle, Mike's little sister, and buckley playing ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_cNt39I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/v_9ffygMExY/s1600-h/DSCN3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273583212649373650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_cNt39I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/v_9ffygMExY/s320/DSCN3072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She didn't know i was taking pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_IXbnJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3xaRYd0SmZA/s1600-h/DSCN3079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273583207321410706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_IXbnJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3xaRYd0SmZA/s320/DSCN3079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off Maggy goes to get the ball Michelle threw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H-iz03vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Qjyg8BA5cMQ/s1600-h/DSCN3087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273583197239959282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H-iz03vI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Qjyg8BA5cMQ/s320/DSCN3087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and the dogs having some fun in the water&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/2298956797184284992-2184285605107610061?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/2184285605107610061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=2184285605107610061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2184285605107610061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/2184285605107610061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-trip-to-california.html' title='Our trip to California'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-H_hfZrwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_bZ1-hRFGAM/s72-c/DSCN3070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-620865666573616991</id><published>2008-11-27T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:53:59.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G7HGq3rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DXRCzXY3zWA/s1600-h/DSCN3086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582038751567538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G7HGq3rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DXRCzXY3zWA/s320/DSCN3086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggy would like Mike to throw the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6l-3hkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tw4hBXltNdQ/s1600-h/DSCN3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582029860472386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6l-3hkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tw4hBXltNdQ/s320/DSCN3085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She brought it back so its time to start all over. Buckley stays close by so he can hassle his sister at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6qt9zaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HahGA8BJ87Y/s1600-h/DSCN3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582031131757986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6qt9zaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HahGA8BJ87Y/s320/DSCN3076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that cute face, how could you not love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6ejI6DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EstXTqO-Loc/s1600-h/DSCN3078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273582027865122866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G6ejI6DI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EstXTqO-Loc/s320/DSCN3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That is one gorgeous happy little brown puppy.&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/2298956797184284992-620865666573616991?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/620865666573616991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=620865666573616991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/620865666573616991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/620865666573616991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-G7HGq3rI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DXRCzXY3zWA/s72-c/DSCN3086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4170489918996764660</id><published>2008-11-27T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:49:00.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hottie, and one of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FoJ74SpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Udm03A8626Y/s1600-h/DSCN3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580613582473874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FoJ74SpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Udm03A8626Y/s320/DSCN3092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a unflattering pic of me, just chilling with my pooch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FnyuK01I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zRF4nRpS_uk/s1600-h/DSCN3080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580607350952786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FnyuK01I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zRF4nRpS_uk/s320/DSCN3080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys in my life strutting their stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-Fns9ABMI/AAAAAAAAAII/i8o7VCTgPwU/s1600-h/DSCN3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580605802546370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-Fns9ABMI/AAAAAAAAAII/i8o7VCTgPwU/s320/DSCN3081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FnOuE5YI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fpWUk66Xft0/s1600-h/DSCN3090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580597686887810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FnOuE5YI/AAAAAAAAAIA/fpWUk66Xft0/s320/DSCN3090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take it off..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FmortJFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dSNcBqS_lGU/s1600-h/DSCN3071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273580587476395090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FmortJFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dSNcBqS_lGU/s320/DSCN3071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My babe is so hot, I sure do love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4170489918996764660?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4170489918996764660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4170489918996764660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4170489918996764660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4170489918996764660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hottie-and-one-of-me.html' title='My hottie, and one of me.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-FoJ74SpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Udm03A8626Y/s72-c/DSCN3092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4966051525156400963</id><published>2008-11-27T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:32:29.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BKRNmy4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fObCKymZ6fo/s1600-h/DSCN3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575702093286274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BKRNmy4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fObCKymZ6fo/s320/DSCN3069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Off into the waters Ammon goes, oh and thats Maggy racing back with her ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BKHnUayI/AAAAAAAAAHA/klM--mPi1Kk/s1600-h/DSCN3068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575699516779298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BKHnUayI/AAAAAAAAAHA/klM--mPi1Kk/s320/DSCN3068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ammon is trying to get his shorts back on after a wipe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BJmx9cTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Nq-VaUBkCGk/s1600-h/DSCN3075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575690703040818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BJmx9cTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Nq-VaUBkCGk/s320/DSCN3075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike and Ammon are working out a surfing game plan for Ammon. Buckley is watching a bird, he is ready to pounce any minute, you just cant see the bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BJELwpHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mcjra6HnNK0/s1600-h/DSCN3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575681416012914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BJELwpHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Mcjra6HnNK0/s320/DSCN3093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, in the red shorts is Mike's little sister. Mike and i are trying to get the dogs ready for their adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BIofbatI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OYyPjdupJxA/s1600-h/DSCN3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273575673982315218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BIofbatI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OYyPjdupJxA/s320/DSCN3094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Michelle Mike and I with the dogs, you can tell Maggy wants that ball, Buckley just wants to go play with some dogs he sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-4966051525156400963?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/4966051525156400963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=4966051525156400963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4966051525156400963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/4966051525156400963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/crew.html' title='The crew'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-BKRNmy4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fObCKymZ6fo/s72-c/DSCN3069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-3298189540139557067</id><published>2008-11-27T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:24:27.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ammon Surfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AILI_n1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/o24Y9EGc3ag/s1600-h/DSCN3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574566591962962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AILI_n1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/o24Y9EGc3ag/s320/DSCN3067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In he comes, he is trying to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHgDl81I/AAAAAAAAAGY/weFyUfTdf_E/s1600-h/DSCN3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574555026584402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHgDl81I/AAAAAAAAAGY/weFyUfTdf_E/s320/DSCN3066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike is keeping an eye on him, making sure he is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHU8HM1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g-wbuiJKa2Y/s1600-h/DSCN3074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574552042419026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHU8HM1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/g-wbuiJKa2Y/s320/DSCN3074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike called him back in to tell him how its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHLqXA_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2JPfwrNML_s/s1600-h/DSCN3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574549552038898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AHLqXA_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/2JPfwrNML_s/s320/DSCN3064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back out he goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AGauw0LI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wrEzoCDb9d0/s1600-h/DSCN3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574536417169586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AGauw0LI/AAAAAAAAAGA/wrEzoCDb9d0/s320/DSCN3065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out again for another go at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2298956797184284992-3298189540139557067?l=mhnalette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/feeds/3298189540139557067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2298956797184284992&amp;postID=3298189540139557067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3298189540139557067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2298956797184284992/posts/default/3298189540139557067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mhnalette.blogspot.com/2008/11/ammon-surfing.html' title='Ammon Surfing'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07945748547900576093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csJZoX7XQ1w/SS-AILI_n1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/o24Y9EGc3ag/s72-c/DSCN3067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2298956797184284992.post-4532742333531665541</id><published>2008-11-23T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:17:07.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California here we come</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow Mike, Ammon and I hit the road. We are going to California to see Mike's Family for a pre Thanksgiving and as a late Birthday celebration for Mike. I can not wait to just sit by the pool and read and not have to worry about school or work or cleaning the house for two whole days, it is going to be great. Maggy loves it when we go to California because she get to swim the whole time, last time we were there we got woken up at 5 in the morning to Maggy jumping into the pool, we rushed out of bed and shut the door so she could not come back in the house, she is crazy. We also go to the dog beach when we are there, the dog beach was the first place Buckley went where he was not scared to go into the water and now that he knows how to swim its going to be madness. 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