<?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-3049825997203219852</id><updated>2012-02-20T00:10:39.345-07:00</updated><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Oliver'/><title type='text'>Luke + Kimmy = Oliver</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3137080559171130066</id><published>2012-02-20T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T00:10:39.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a pretty good weekend around here. We decided to stick around this time which is unusual for us when we have a 4 day weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver and I hang out together most of the day. We met with Luke for lunch which was so nice and we decided to spoil ourselves with some purchases from Backcountry.com. More of that to come. Friday night we hit up Momentum Climbing for their late night climb. Rita and Terrel joined us. Finally at 2:30AM, we decided to go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJxzUx0G16g/T0Htd_qN_ZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jyKtkALEjUo/s1600/t6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJxzUx0G16g/T0Htd_qN_ZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jyKtkALEjUo/s640/t6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lindsay, Amy and I {and kids} ventured on up to Park City to hit up the sales while our husbands were out doing their own thing in the snow. We did good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite are these pictures below. We asked an older lady to take a picture of our group. As you can see, she sort of missed Lindsay in the first one, but managed to get some of&amp;nbsp;her in the corner on the next. Ha!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNVapt6mecw/T0HuGkZCR7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/B0yErFQv6pg/s1600/t5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNVapt6mecw/T0HuGkZCR7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/B0yErFQv6pg/s640/t5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We shopped, till these girls dropped...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp4SJmvCVLs/T0Htr-eCRWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/nHGZfBY5U4Q/s1600/DSC01769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp4SJmvCVLs/T0Htr-eCRWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/nHGZfBY5U4Q/s400/DSC01769.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and drooled.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZbPxrdQStw/T0Htt1n9CFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/UwxJxT2GY-c/s1600/DSC01771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZbPxrdQStw/T0Htt1n9CFI/AAAAAAAAA1o/UwxJxT2GY-c/s320/DSC01771.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke and Oliver went sledding up Big Cottonwood Canyon. They didn't get any pictures, but they did get some video. I love that Oliver is getting old enough to go out and do things with Luke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest of the weekend, we plan on being lazy and catching up on some Zzz's and movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3137080559171130066?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3137080559171130066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3137080559171130066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3137080559171130066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3137080559171130066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13788764937069967520</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/-tJxzUx0G16g/T0Htd_qN_ZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jyKtkALEjUo/s72-c/t6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2040104922186513770</id><published>2012-02-15T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T14:52:55.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I am so happy that it is back. You'll know where I'll be &lt;strike&gt;Thursday&lt;/strike&gt; Wednesday nights from 7-8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpIiyWSNglY/Tzx3kAuKHbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/KpFAXK_9hqM/s1600/DSC01737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpIiyWSNglY/Tzx3kAuKHbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/KpFAXK_9hqM/s640/DSC01737.JPG" width="542" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do not disturb, unless you want to join me. Viewers always welcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2040104922186513770?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2040104922186513770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2040104922186513770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2040104922186513770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2040104922186513770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/survivor.html' title='Survivor'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13788764937069967520</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/-MpIiyWSNglY/Tzx3kAuKHbI/AAAAAAAAA1E/KpFAXK_9hqM/s72-c/DSC01737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8711761811041761137</id><published>2012-02-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T20:22:43.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red. Pink. Hearts. Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a great Valentines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The night before, Luke and I had stayed up late and snuck into Oliver's room to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;decorate with hearts and reason why we love him written on them. Oliver Loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He came into our room in the morning like he usually does. I asked him if he saw anything different in his room and he whispered "Yeah, there are things on my door." He left and I heard him go back into his room which he usually doesn't (He usually goes to watch cartoons). I got up to see what he was doing and when I walked into his room, He was laying on his bed looking around at all the hearts in his room. He then said "Mom, did you do this?" I told him that his Dad and I did and that we did it because it's Valentines day and that we love his so much. Oliver then got so excited and ran to tell Luke that there were hearts all over his room and to come see. Later in the day we gave Oliver his present. He got rain boots, another Hex Bug, Jammies and a tiny laser gun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke and I:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home from work, I then decorated Luke's side of our room and his closet also with&amp;nbsp;hearts of the many things&amp;nbsp;that I love about him. Oliver helped me put up 1 single heart. He didn't want to do anymore. When Luke came home Oliver was so exited to tell him that there were things on his wall in his room. Luke also loved it. And my favorite was later in the night, walking past our room&amp;nbsp;and seeing &amp;nbsp;Luke in there looking up at all the hearts and reading them. We decided not to do gifts since we buy a lot of stuff on days that it isn't Valentines. That night we went to the Relief Society activity. They put on a dinner for the women and we got to bring our Husbands or a date....I decided to take my husband this time. We had a great time watching some ward members play the newly wed game and then watching a video that&amp;nbsp;our fellow ward members and friends, the Marujis&amp;nbsp;put on. Following the RS activity, we headed to Orange Leaf...again. If you wonder why we're getting so chubby,&amp;nbsp;it's all&amp;nbsp;Orange Leaf. When we got home, I saw that I too was heart attacked. My amazing Visiting teachers put hearts on my front door with scriptures of love. And I loved it too. Maybe February isn't so bad after all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mavdUACXKKw/TzxtKn_f0QI/AAAAAAAAA08/EFjzQPEwQFA/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mavdUACXKKw/TzxtKn_f0QI/AAAAAAAAA08/EFjzQPEwQFA/s640/love.jpg" width="640" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/x0ZhxfT-05s/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0ZhxfT-05s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0ZhxfT-05s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in case you wondered. This is the video that we watched last night. I got a teary eyed in a few spots. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8711761811041761137?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8711761811041761137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8711761811041761137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8711761811041761137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8711761811041761137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/red-pink-hearts-love.html' title='Red. Pink. Hearts. Love.'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13788764937069967520</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/-mavdUACXKKw/TzxtKn_f0QI/AAAAAAAAA08/EFjzQPEwQFA/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8015591313585843120</id><published>2012-02-14T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T00:30:03.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am glad that they are mine, and I am theirs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-On2S4i9mD7Q/TzoEv5cM8jI/AAAAAAAAA00/VYNtoVvDhh8/s1600/DSC01666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-On2S4i9mD7Q/TzoEv5cM8jI/AAAAAAAAA00/VYNtoVvDhh8/s640/DSC01666.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy, Happy&amp;nbsp;Valentines Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8015591313585843120?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8015591313585843120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8015591313585843120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8015591313585843120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8015591313585843120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/be-mine.html' title='Be mine'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13788764937069967520</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/-On2S4i9mD7Q/TzoEv5cM8jI/AAAAAAAAA00/VYNtoVvDhh8/s72-c/DSC01666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4304424411081745044</id><published>2012-02-13T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T11:45:00.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How we do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how we do Grammy Sunday at my Moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls + my Bro in law watching the Grammys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDMVLiD8UKU/Tzi94JjqUPI/AAAAAAAACr4/_Q6sRvBzR6U/s1600/DSC01675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDMVLiD8UKU/Tzi94JjqUPI/AAAAAAAACr4/_Q6sRvBzR6U/s640/DSC01675.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the boys + Ashlyn watching Napoleon Dynamite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJkBly1WJLs/Tzi-QXQtyeI/AAAAAAAACsA/pumhZM270ik/s1600/DSC01676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJkBly1WJLs/Tzi-QXQtyeI/AAAAAAAACsA/pumhZM270ik/s640/DSC01676.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver and Jack ran around back and forth most of the night and played on the ipad and Mom watched her Spanish shows in the kitchen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sure are a family that likes our TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-4304424411081745044?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4304424411081745044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4304424411081745044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4304424411081745044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4304424411081745044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-we-do.html' title='How we do.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDMVLiD8UKU/Tzi94JjqUPI/AAAAAAAACr4/_Q6sRvBzR6U/s72-c/DSC01675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7015897601451502242</id><published>2012-02-12T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T22:27:42.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's a Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How did we spend our Saturday this week? Well, I'll tell you. We slept in. Got the house taken care of. Oliver was interviewed for an upcoming Valentines video that our ward is putting on. Luke took us out to lunch for Valentines...okay not really for Valentines, but I'll use that as an excuse since I'm trying to better about the holiday. We all LOVED it. We ate like pigs and Oliver did well for the first half of the meal. After running to a few stores while Oliver napped in transit we took him to play with Jack for a couple of hours. Luke and I hung out and took care of a couple things. We made a quick run over to orange leaf where we indulged in our favorite frozen yogurt. And finally ended the night watching Breaking Dawn...well, I did. It was a pretty good Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erZg1jSgiDU/TziXN8_pZ3I/AAAAAAAACro/D0t-lGT3Jg8/s1600/DSC01651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erZg1jSgiDU/TziXN8_pZ3I/AAAAAAAACro/D0t-lGT3Jg8/s400/DSC01651.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome little guy with his prongs at rodizio grill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxoQuQPYeKU/TzibWyqKhoI/AAAAAAAACrw/dYjeEw6yfP0/s1600/021112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxoQuQPYeKU/TzibWyqKhoI/AAAAAAAACrw/dYjeEw6yfP0/s640/021112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My husband is a hottie and I'm lovin his new hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke's pick: Cookies and cream, brownie batter and cherry chocolate with butterfinger hot fudge and waffle cone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My pick: Classic Tart and Mango banana strawberry with&amp;nbsp;cheesecake bites, strawberries and waffle cone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Calories calories..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7015897601451502242?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7015897601451502242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7015897601451502242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7015897601451502242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7015897601451502242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturdays-is-special-day.html' title='Saturday&apos;s a Special Day'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erZg1jSgiDU/TziXN8_pZ3I/AAAAAAAACro/D0t-lGT3Jg8/s72-c/DSC01651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8304239901273490903</id><published>2012-02-10T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T17:15:43.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Purchase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnp-SSwDqwU/TzhUrMidrjI/AAAAAAAACrg/Xsk4VCapoyk/s1600/DSC01649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnp-SSwDqwU/TzhUrMidrjI/AAAAAAAACrg/Xsk4VCapoyk/s640/DSC01649.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke surprised Oliver with a sled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in the process picked one up for himself and me. As you can see, Oliver&amp;nbsp;was thrilled. Now if only it would snow we could actually go out and enjoy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8304239901273490903?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8304239901273490903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8304239901273490903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8304239901273490903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8304239901273490903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-purchase.html' title='A Happy Purchase'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnp-SSwDqwU/TzhUrMidrjI/AAAAAAAACrg/Xsk4VCapoyk/s72-c/DSC01649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2935924169175552479</id><published>2012-02-06T23:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T23:07:58.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER bowl</title><content type='html'>The only reason I like it is because it's an excuse for party food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we didn't have much going on. We decided to go hang out with my mom since she was going to be alone. So we bought Pap Murphy's stuffed pizza...the night before of course, had chips and salsa, popcorn, candied almonds, cookies and drinks. It was awesome. The 4 of us hung out watching the game, commercials and halftime show...which I wasn't much impressed with any of it. &amp;nbsp;My mom and I were cheering for the Patriots and Luke was cheering for the 49ers so he really didn't care who won. Oliver took turns playing with the adults, but mostly with his grandma. He made forts, had so much junk food and played with the camera. Here are some of the pictures he took of our night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgKxbELHKXE/TzC8lUmOl2I/AAAAAAAACqY/mGqrV5pkAgc/s1600/DSC01615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgKxbELHKXE/TzC8lUmOl2I/AAAAAAAACqY/mGqrV5pkAgc/s320/DSC01615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6DtGe3CmDc/TzC-Iz7NPqI/AAAAAAAACrQ/zLMgwEwSAfE/s1600/DSC01628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6DtGe3CmDc/TzC-Iz7NPqI/AAAAAAAACrQ/zLMgwEwSAfE/s320/DSC01628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6lxBOMF3tE/TzC8pG48tzI/AAAAAAAACqg/mDY-t5EwABY/s1600/DSC01613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6lxBOMF3tE/TzC8pG48tzI/AAAAAAAACqg/mDY-t5EwABY/s320/DSC01613.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He thought it was so funny to take a picture of&amp;nbsp;Luke's belly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrX3PF_rMwk/TzC8qtemauI/AAAAAAAACqo/fTFUibuzuVg/s1600/DSC01620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DrX3PF_rMwk/TzC8qtemauI/AAAAAAAACqo/fTFUibuzuVg/s320/DSC01620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I taught him how to hold a camera so that he wouldn't get him fingers in the picture. It worked most of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96EfMlT3KLY/TzC8vgEafjI/AAAAAAAACqw/4lViDqvZw-Q/s1600/DSC01625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96EfMlT3KLY/TzC8vgEafjI/AAAAAAAACqw/4lViDqvZw-Q/s320/DSC01625.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I tried to take a nap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnr8skCPEP0/TzC8ykJHADI/AAAAAAAACq4/DYbXNS5z-Ok/s1600/DSC01635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnr8skCPEP0/TzC8ykJHADI/AAAAAAAACq4/DYbXNS5z-Ok/s320/DSC01635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But it didn't last. Wonder why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7Si7qjK8JQ/TzC-OsvQSYI/AAAAAAAACrY/U261fO_sNuY/s1600/DSC01606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7Si7qjK8JQ/TzC-OsvQSYI/AAAAAAAACrY/U261fO_sNuY/s320/DSC01606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I tried to take a picture with him, he didn't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI7tC9rkfeA/TzC80fWkjXI/AAAAAAAACrA/aAE5sD_hTxA/s1600/DSC01643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI7tC9rkfeA/TzC80fWkjXI/AAAAAAAACrA/aAE5sD_hTxA/s320/DSC01643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿After getting flash after flash in the eyes. The adults were done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwGYRTNcTBM/TzC82eG8fSI/AAAAAAAACrI/plJKsEh0F2A/s1600/DSC01645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwGYRTNcTBM/TzC82eG8fSI/AAAAAAAACrI/plJKsEh0F2A/s320/DSC01645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my personal favorite. Grandma Lili.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke and I agreed that was one of the best super bowl parties we have been to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2935924169175552479?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2935924169175552479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2935924169175552479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2935924169175552479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2935924169175552479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/super-bowl.html' title='SUPER bowl'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgKxbELHKXE/TzC8lUmOl2I/AAAAAAAACqY/mGqrV5pkAgc/s72-c/DSC01615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3078340339092779894</id><published>2012-02-01T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T23:48:04.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's February!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well it's here. My most dreaded month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However, this year I am trying to be happier and have a more positive attitude towards life. Yeah, sometimes things happen and they pretty much suck, but that doesn't mean it has to suck everything out of you, including your happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;February is going to be a great month because I'm going to make it great. I have so much to be thankful for and being that this Month is all (well not all, but mostly) about love, I am pretty blessed that I have people that I love and that&amp;nbsp;I too,&amp;nbsp;am loved back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today also marked my last day at Sur La Table. Ask anyone and they know that I loved working there.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;started working there in 2009&amp;nbsp;and that lasted&amp;nbsp;for a year and 8 months, but then I went back&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;holiday help in&amp;nbsp;October&amp;nbsp;knowing that I would only stay until the end of January. I really couldn't escape it. I have met so many fun people,&amp;nbsp;enjoyed working hard, really enjoyed having fun while getting our work done&amp;nbsp;and it was pretty&amp;nbsp;nice to come home with some awesome merchandise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds6U3cG55Q0/TyoqEfd3gxI/AAAAAAAACqI/Dby5ENChyXQ/s1600/DSC01593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds6U3cG55Q0/TyoqEfd3gxI/AAAAAAAACqI/Dby5ENChyXQ/s400/DSC01593.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is me with one of my favorite co-workers, Amanda. Or as I liked to call her, Aman-duh. We usually always worked the stock shift together and we just worked well together in general. I really am grateful to all those that have made work so much fun and tolerable...past and present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully this wont be my last time working there, but we'll what life has in store for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy February!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3078340339092779894?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3078340339092779894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3078340339092779894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3078340339092779894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3078340339092779894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-february.html' title='It&apos;s February!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ds6U3cG55Q0/TyoqEfd3gxI/AAAAAAAACqI/Dby5ENChyXQ/s72-c/DSC01593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7194487927891430663</id><published>2012-01-31T17:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:37:55.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 birds...dead.</title><content type='html'>This past week was a busy one.&amp;nbsp;We didn't get to see much of each other. So,&amp;nbsp;Luke and I talked about doing something special for Oliver since&amp;nbsp;his parents were both MIA for the week. Along with that, my nephews were starved to come hang out with us. I mentioned to them a few weeks ago that I would take them swimming some time. Finally after 3 weeks of asking, we killed 2 birds with one stone and went swimming with Oliver and Aiden &amp;amp; Andrew (we also invited Aaron, but sadly, he couldn't come). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also wanted to try out my waterproof camera that I got back on December...Dare I say 3 birds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, we rode down the big slide...many many times. The boys weren't tall enough so someone had to go with them and we really didn't mind as you can see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGAeyte6T9c/TyiFGqc9W6I/AAAAAAAACpQ/8E8mM7EQNKY/s1600/000_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGAeyte6T9c/TyiFGqc9W6I/AAAAAAAACpQ/8E8mM7EQNKY/s400/000_0004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKh7Ik3ZZ98/TyiFKCH9dyI/AAAAAAAACpY/dNz6gz_0BUQ/s1600/000_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qKh7Ik3ZZ98/TyiFKCH9dyI/AAAAAAAACpY/dNz6gz_0BUQ/s400/000_0008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEDHcNLkias/TyiFNDPNY2I/AAAAAAAACpg/rM76ftRpiKE/s1600/000_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HEDHcNLkias/TyiFNDPNY2I/AAAAAAAACpg/rM76ftRpiKE/s400/000_0009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one is my favorite. I snapped this right as we were landing in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also played a little with the camera. Andrews eyes were fire red by the end of the night. I wonder why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bi2uGUwJErw/TyiFPoIOCzI/AAAAAAAACpo/hWz_vmoH4Ww/s1600/000_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bi2uGUwJErw/TyiFPoIOCzI/AAAAAAAACpo/hWz_vmoH4Ww/s400/000_0002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We swam/walked around and around the lazy river. By the end of the night my feet felt like they had blisters...don't worry, they didn't﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9UC3pmOwC0/TyiFSC35eqI/AAAAAAAACpw/rgiJwA7ovck/s1600/000_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9UC3pmOwC0/TyiFSC35eqI/AAAAAAAACpw/rgiJwA7ovck/s400/000_0006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so much fun with&amp;nbsp;all these&amp;nbsp;boys. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcSKdRsAcvg/TyiFVAJhwKI/AAAAAAAACp4/DbW86WhGh-w/s1600/000_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" sda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcSKdRsAcvg/TyiFVAJhwKI/AAAAAAAACp4/DbW86WhGh-w/s640/000_0010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our friends Bob and "Bobwy" (that's what Oliver calls Aubry) joined in on the fun a little later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0nJ3FGMJo0/TyiFXUcQygI/AAAAAAAACqA/tfsqx4MXDq8/s1600/000_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x0nJ3FGMJo0/TyiFXUcQygI/AAAAAAAACqA/tfsqx4MXDq8/s400/000_0012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Afterwards, we had to have some ice cream so we took the kids to Arctic Circle. Aiden and Oliver settled for chocolate ice cream with Oreos, Andrew wanted a chocolate topper and&amp;nbsp;we all shared a huge&amp;nbsp;pile of fries.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We wish summer were here so we could do this exact thing and not be freezing in our wet clothes and 30 degree weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7194487927891430663?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7194487927891430663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7194487927891430663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7194487927891430663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7194487927891430663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/2-birdsdead.html' title='2 birds...dead.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGAeyte6T9c/TyiFGqc9W6I/AAAAAAAACpQ/8E8mM7EQNKY/s72-c/000_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5553238564463011834</id><published>2012-01-27T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:21:02.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ghetto sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other night Oliver and Luke went to go play in the snow. I opted to stay indoors where it was warm and dry. They ended up walking around the neighborhood looking to borrow a sled from someone, but didn't have much luck. They even went to Lowes to see if they could find one to buy and again, nothing. Tonight Luke headed outside to try and shovel our walk way. Oliver wanted to joined him even though he didn't have much to do and even if that also meant no sled. So&amp;nbsp;Luke put this sled together....made&amp;nbsp;out of a cardboard box. And even though I consider it a tiny bit&amp;nbsp;white trash&amp;nbsp;to Sled down your own driveway in a cardboard box, Oliver loved it and I loved watching my boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J63gXMPqmJ0/TyOSpdqm48I/AAAAAAAACo4/xSfPFRjrOKI/s1600/IMG_9627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J63gXMPqmJ0/TyOSpdqm48I/AAAAAAAACo4/xSfPFRjrOKI/s400/IMG_9627.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vwB_kqvjYE/TyOStCYMHII/AAAAAAAACpA/uuMLWgVaYos/s1600/IMG_9629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3vwB_kqvjYE/TyOStCYMHII/AAAAAAAACpA/uuMLWgVaYos/s400/IMG_9629.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9Y_Hw_3Kt4/TyOSvhXi22I/AAAAAAAACpI/4MIan7GPkrY/s1600/IMG_9631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9Y_Hw_3Kt4/TyOSvhXi22I/AAAAAAAACpI/4MIan7GPkrY/s400/IMG_9631.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5553238564463011834?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5553238564463011834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5553238564463011834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5553238564463011834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5553238564463011834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/ghetto-sledding.html' title='ghetto sledding'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J63gXMPqmJ0/TyOSpdqm48I/AAAAAAAACo4/xSfPFRjrOKI/s72-c/IMG_9627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2864667202125925420</id><published>2012-01-23T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:44:05.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, Luke and I have been having so much fun hanging out with each other. We have been able to have our own date night every night once Oliver has gone to bed for the past 3 weeks. We change into our PJ's, grab our favorite treat and watch episode after episode of Mad Men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am a huge fan of Christina Hendricks and John Hamm...And pretty much the entire cast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XMtxA6hLjM/Tx4m8v_u8lI/AAAAAAAACoo/ZM4cDvltP40/s1600/mad+men.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XMtxA6hLjM/Tx4m8v_u8lI/AAAAAAAACoo/ZM4cDvltP40/s400/mad+men.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, I'm a bigger fan of this guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEASXM4TylQ/Tw4OIxH6ZWI/AAAAAAAACnU/M6nMoro3lL4/s1600/IMG_9588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEASXM4TylQ/Tw4OIxH6ZWI/AAAAAAAACnU/M6nMoro3lL4/s640/IMG_9588.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Picture taken in our kitchen looking&amp;nbsp;into our new ladle. Ha. I know, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2864667202125925420?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2864667202125925420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2864667202125925420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2864667202125925420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2864667202125925420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-fan.html' title='I&apos;m a fan.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XMtxA6hLjM/Tx4m8v_u8lI/AAAAAAAACoo/ZM4cDvltP40/s72-c/mad+men.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3946154247272362198</id><published>2012-01-18T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T04:30:01.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boys and Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aiden and Andrew turned 7 the day after Christmas. And this week we got to celebrate their birthdays. Trent and Amy invited the families over for pizza and Oreo ice cream cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chzt6p4jbAM/TxYQLyA0reI/AAAAAAAACoQ/g3OUbouzPqA/s1600/aidenandrew7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chzt6p4jbAM/TxYQLyA0reI/AAAAAAAACoQ/g3OUbouzPqA/s400/aidenandrew7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Picture stolen from Amy's&lt;a href="http://thejensenhoard.blogspot.com/"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Following dinner&amp;nbsp;and presents,&amp;nbsp;they took us bowling....all 24+ of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was CRAZY and SO much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nv3269-o6I8/TxYQWCDiAcI/AAAAAAAACoY/uR7pJk7DwgE/s1600/i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nv3269-o6I8/TxYQWCDiAcI/AAAAAAAACoY/uR7pJk7DwgE/s640/i.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I usually beat Luke at things like this, but I sucked it up and didn't even break 100. Luke got 101.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yRmi9Z4Ysw/TxYQaulX4wI/AAAAAAAACog/CeV08Vb8C-Y/s1600/i1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yRmi9Z4Ysw/TxYQaulX4wI/AAAAAAAACog/CeV08Vb8C-Y/s640/i1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿We really had so much fun and I heard more than once, people say that they need to do this more often. I totally agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A huge thank you to Trent and Amy. You guys are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Happy Birthday to Aiden and Andrew. 7??? Seriously? Wow, time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3946154247272362198?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3946154247272362198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3946154247272362198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3946154247272362198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3946154247272362198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-boys-and-bowling.html' title='Birthday Boys and Bowling'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chzt6p4jbAM/TxYQLyA0reI/AAAAAAAACoQ/g3OUbouzPqA/s72-c/aidenandrew7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7052878385496752979</id><published>2012-01-17T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:05:16.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I may not have a daughter, but I am lucky to be able to take someone elses as my own for some girl time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend, Oakley, Izzy, Lindsay and I hit up Bountiful Highs play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were so excited to see this, but after the intermission, I think they were ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At one point, Oakley said "Kim, why isn't this like the movie?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe another year or 5 until they really get into it??? We'll see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shIncjmpcOU/TxYLAxLrLuI/AAAAAAAACn4/An6GFUdmacU/s1600/DSC01586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shIncjmpcOU/TxYLAxLrLuI/AAAAAAAACn4/An6GFUdmacU/s400/DSC01586.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oaks and myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpgG-OBFxs0/TxYLCiA_A3I/AAAAAAAACoA/gw-G6-Ysghg/s1600/DSC01587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpgG-OBFxs0/TxYLCiA_A3I/AAAAAAAACoA/gw-G6-Ysghg/s400/DSC01587.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Izzy and Lindsay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTey1ky-t8U/TxYLDeMho_I/AAAAAAAACoI/KZzQevTPrAA/s1600/DSC01585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTey1ky-t8U/TxYLDeMho_I/AAAAAAAACoI/KZzQevTPrAA/s400/DSC01585.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Izz and Oaks. How cute are they?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7052878385496752979?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7052878385496752979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7052878385496752979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7052878385496752979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7052878385496752979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/beauty-and-beast.html' title='Beauty and the Beast'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shIncjmpcOU/TxYLAxLrLuI/AAAAAAAACn4/An6GFUdmacU/s72-c/DSC01586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7370217898452041963</id><published>2012-01-16T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:46:52.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasted Strep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, it's true. Luke has Strep Thorat again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's 3x's in the past 9 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Doctor said that if he gets it again, he'll have to get his tonsils removed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hI1wP4EJ38/TxYHhtoYtiI/AAAAAAAACnw/EGQGd-s5c28/s1600/IMG_9593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hI1wP4EJ38/TxYHhtoYtiI/AAAAAAAACnw/EGQGd-s5c28/s640/IMG_9593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at how sad he looks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sad for him too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's hope this strep thing is done with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7370217898452041963?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7370217898452041963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7370217898452041963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7370217898452041963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7370217898452041963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/blasted-strep.html' title='Blasted Strep!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8hI1wP4EJ38/TxYHhtoYtiI/AAAAAAAACnw/EGQGd-s5c28/s72-c/IMG_9593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7770045696466171459</id><published>2012-01-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T04:30:02.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day I was talking to Oliver about his hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hey Oliver, do you want us to cut your hair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver: "No Mom, I want to grow my hair like Spencer's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Spencer {and Ashlyn}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lakzz6k6cSs/Tw4ZU4dfHbI/AAAAAAAACnk/e8GG4qCixiM/s1600/IMG_9110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lakzz6k6cSs/Tw4ZU4dfHbI/AAAAAAAACnk/e8GG4qCixiM/s400/IMG_9110.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7770045696466171459?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7770045696466171459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7770045696466171459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7770045696466171459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7770045696466171459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/oliver-says.html' title='Oliver says...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lakzz6k6cSs/Tw4ZU4dfHbI/AAAAAAAACnk/e8GG4qCixiM/s72-c/IMG_9110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4669080676686235577</id><published>2012-01-13T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:01:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ipad or O's pad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver LOVES the ipad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since we got one {Christmas}, he has been loving it and he&amp;nbsp;asks everyday to play on it. My favorite is watching his cute little fingers maneuver around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how he usually plays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDYQZ7uwFBk/Tw4SoReiRMI/AAAAAAAACnc/JBwXBp23B_o/s1600/ipad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDYQZ7uwFBk/Tw4SoReiRMI/AAAAAAAACnc/JBwXBp23B_o/s640/ipad.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite app for him is fish school.﻿ It teaches him his colors, ABC's and how to count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-4669080676686235577?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4669080676686235577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4669080676686235577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4669080676686235577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4669080676686235577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/ipad-or-os-pad.html' title='ipad or O&apos;s pad?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDYQZ7uwFBk/Tw4SoReiRMI/AAAAAAAACnc/JBwXBp23B_o/s72-c/ipad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5148242171868244534</id><published>2012-01-11T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:15:55.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, He wants me for a Sunbeam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...And Oliver's pretty happy to be one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zph8w4dPGD4/Tw4JdM2clUI/AAAAAAAACnE/GUEJWEESbUI/s1600/IMG_9582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zph8w4dPGD4/Tw4JdM2clUI/AAAAAAAACnE/GUEJWEESbUI/s640/IMG_9582.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ6zzCvOaEA/Tw4Jep2CzhI/AAAAAAAACnM/HAVZ5IIjoNQ/s1600/IMG_9583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ6zzCvOaEA/Tw4Jep2CzhI/AAAAAAAACnM/HAVZ5IIjoNQ/s640/IMG_9583.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations for making the transition, my handsome little man. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5148242171868244534?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5148242171868244534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5148242171868244534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5148242171868244534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5148242171868244534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/yeah-he-wants-me-for-sunbeam.html' title='Yeah, He wants me for a Sunbeam...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zph8w4dPGD4/Tw4JdM2clUI/AAAAAAAACnE/GUEJWEESbUI/s72-c/IMG_9582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8183630506520786446</id><published>2012-01-10T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:14:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it's these little moments that I take for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's these little moments like clipping Oliver's nails that I realize that I love most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am lucky to be a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQjkp3RTlJA/Twi1UDPTOwI/AAAAAAAAClM/RifpqQv0zLE/s1600/DSC01535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="505" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQjkp3RTlJA/Twi1UDPTOwI/AAAAAAAAClM/RifpqQv0zLE/s640/DSC01535.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8183630506520786446?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8183630506520786446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8183630506520786446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8183630506520786446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8183630506520786446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQjkp3RTlJA/Twi1UDPTOwI/AAAAAAAAClM/RifpqQv0zLE/s72-c/DSC01535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6439508504275899201</id><published>2012-01-09T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T19:12:01.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Nightstand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Brooke did &lt;a href="http://brookejensen.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-nightstand.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post a while back and just the other day I noticed that my night stand has a bunch of random stuff all over it and I was reminded of her post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mine is not nearly as cute as hers and that's why I thought it was so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was also&amp;nbsp;not staged. If it were, You'd think I'd at least put scriptures somewhere on here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfe2tlpMQC8/TwjtDOWuW8I/AAAAAAAACm8/MWTk_5LQw-U/s1600/nightstand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfe2tlpMQC8/TwjtDOWuW8I/AAAAAAAACm8/MWTk_5LQw-U/s640/nightstand.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A: Water. I have always woken up in the middle of the night for water...interestingly enough, I never wake up to use the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;B: Books. I am currently reading a couple, but oddly not the ones on my nightstand.&lt;br /&gt;C: Carrot Cream from The Body Shop for my hands. &lt;br /&gt;D: An expired can of Coke. I was cleaning out my running bag (that I keep in my closet)&amp;nbsp;and found it, but I guess I couldn't bring myself to throw it away. &lt;br /&gt;E: Headphones. I sometimes watch shows on my laptop in bed...when Luke's sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;F: My cute little jewelry holder.&lt;br /&gt;G: Chap stick. A must.&lt;br /&gt;H: Hair ties. Imagine having hair as long as mine and not braiding it or tying it back while sleeping. I have woken up with my hair wrapped around my neck multiple amounts of times.&lt;br /&gt;I: Rings and necklaces. Can't sleep with them on.&lt;br /&gt;J: Tags from new clothes. These in particular are from Hurley leggings that I bought in stg.&lt;br /&gt;K: A pamphlet on infertility and a referral card. Yep, I am one of those.&lt;br /&gt;L: A reading light. Another stg purchase that was much needed. &lt;br /&gt;M: More books stacked under my ghetto nightstand. All Harry Potters to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;N: A first aid kit we got for Christmas from Holly. I was figuring out everything that came in that nifty little thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there you have it. I think I need a night stand makeover. Desperately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6439508504275899201?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6439508504275899201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6439508504275899201&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6439508504275899201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6439508504275899201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-nightstand.html' title='Confessions of a Nightstand'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zfe2tlpMQC8/TwjtDOWuW8I/AAAAAAAACm8/MWTk_5LQw-U/s72-c/nightstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7457384374883389037</id><published>2012-01-08T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:31:00.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow? Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up yesterday morning to all this snow. Finally! Oliver and Luke were so excited to go play in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-TLK1bqC0o/Twi30CT2LOI/AAAAAAAAClk/WQMo6SS6xVM/s1600/xm5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-TLK1bqC0o/Twi30CT2LOI/AAAAAAAAClk/WQMo6SS6xVM/s400/xm5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oliver played in it for a while and made this awesome snowman with his Dad. Seriously, how cool is Luke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We even noticed throughout the day that cars were stopping to look at it and even take pictures. Ha! Luke said to me "Is it really that cool?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, and so are you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7YF62IHBCE/Twi3qh8I_DI/AAAAAAAAClU/Jq14qtqrP3s/s1600/DSC01543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7YF62IHBCE/Twi3qh8I_DI/AAAAAAAAClU/Jq14qtqrP3s/s1600/DSC01543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But after about an hour and a half, Oliver was frozen and came in to snuggle with me. I was going to take the Christmas tree and decorations down, but how could I with all this snow? So we didn't and watched Christmas movies instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LUyDlWw8YU/Twi3r5VHY0I/AAAAAAAAClc/d8bz2BUkqhY/s1600/DSC01545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LUyDlWw8YU/Twi3r5VHY0I/AAAAAAAAClc/d8bz2BUkqhY/s400/DSC01545.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Welcome snow. So glad you could finally arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7457384374883389037?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7457384374883389037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7457384374883389037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7457384374883389037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7457384374883389037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-really.html' title='Snow? Really?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M-TLK1bqC0o/Twi30CT2LOI/AAAAAAAAClk/WQMo6SS6xVM/s72-c/xm5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2218547883430058163</id><published>2012-01-07T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:45:28.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Date night...just us 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxgekRV_djo/Twi7qZJYFFI/AAAAAAAACmE/698ChMAgevs/s1600/puss.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxgekRV_djo/Twi7qZJYFFI/AAAAAAAACmE/698ChMAgevs/s400/puss.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyDaceGHGkg/Twi6piCPDuI/AAAAAAAACl8/ZA3mOCw6MSo/s1600/DSC01538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyDaceGHGkg/Twi6piCPDuI/AAAAAAAACl8/ZA3mOCw6MSo/s200/DSC01538.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9fe6Usvj3A/Twi6nsEMuQI/AAAAAAAACls/txIRWrwGx6Q/s1600/DSC01536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9fe6Usvj3A/Twi6nsEMuQI/AAAAAAAACls/txIRWrwGx6Q/s200/DSC01536.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb1mwFgf5zk/Twi6okNsx1I/AAAAAAAACl0/1ERGMdg4L8Q/s1600/DSC01537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb1mwFgf5zk/Twi6okNsx1I/AAAAAAAACl0/1ERGMdg4L8Q/s400/DSC01537.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had an awesome date night last night. We have been wanting to take Oliver to go see Puss in Boots. We even tried on Monday, but we were too late and tickets were sold out. So we went to Chick-fil-A and saw the movie. I LOVED IT. Luke and I were laughing the whole time...even the parts that no one else seemed to pick up on. And Oliver liked it just fine. Again, he was wanting to go play on the video games more than anything. Oh how I love a good date night with my boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2218547883430058163?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2218547883430058163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2218547883430058163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2218547883430058163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2218547883430058163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/date-nightjust-us-3.html' title='Date night...just us 3'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VxgekRV_djo/Twi7qZJYFFI/AAAAAAAACmE/698ChMAgevs/s72-c/puss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8693358234605883101</id><published>2012-01-05T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:26:30.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Our Magical Monte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monte became a part of our family on December 3rd of this year and now it's time for him to go back to live with Santa to help him get ready for next year. Is it weird that I'm the one that's sad and maybe even a little teary eyed about him leaving us? Yes, okay I realize that it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monte was a really good guest. We loved waking up every morning to see where he would be for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every time after Oliver&amp;nbsp;would find&amp;nbsp;him, he would say "Silly Monte!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Op_ITfkRx0M/TwjeWatp8yI/AAAAAAAACmM/4e9FQNv6ozo/s1600/our+christmas+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Op_ITfkRx0M/TwjeWatp8yI/AAAAAAAACmM/4e9FQNv6ozo/s640/our+christmas+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the last day, Oliver found him with a little surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Oliver was so excited about it...as you can see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlfjQl6PuFY/TwjeglNi-AI/AAAAAAAACmU/QxxYYUfFNuU/s1600/IMG_9522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlfjQl6PuFY/TwjeglNi-AI/AAAAAAAACmU/QxxYYUfFNuU/s400/IMG_9522.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_S0N_nKJpM/TwjehrH51_I/AAAAAAAACmc/AwREp3ipBYs/s1600/IMG_9523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_S0N_nKJpM/TwjehrH51_I/AAAAAAAACmc/AwREp3ipBYs/s400/IMG_9523.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We opened up the letter to find that this was Montes last day with us until the next holiday season and he was saying goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ns680egAko/TwjeigZSi-I/AAAAAAAACmk/llM3XHhpXxw/s1600/IMG_9526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ns680egAko/TwjeigZSi-I/AAAAAAAACmk/llM3XHhpXxw/s400/IMG_9526.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he wanted to leave a small gift for his favorite little boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNfNE9O9YNs/TwjejmObD8I/AAAAAAAACms/jzbG_WoPCgE/s1600/IMG_9532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNfNE9O9YNs/TwjejmObD8I/AAAAAAAACms/jzbG_WoPCgE/s400/IMG_9532.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When Oliver saw that is was a superhero blanket, he was beyond excited. We opened it up and he flew down the hallway hollering that this was his new superhero cape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EacXn6UwuMo/TwjekhAalvI/AAAAAAAACm0/KJzcxp74jzU/s1600/IMG_9534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EacXn6UwuMo/TwjekhAalvI/AAAAAAAACm0/KJzcxp74jzU/s640/IMG_9534.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Monte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We will miss you too and we&amp;nbsp;already can't wait to have you stay with us again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8693358234605883101?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8693358234605883101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8693358234605883101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8693358234605883101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8693358234605883101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/farewell-our-magical-monte.html' title='Farewell, Our Magical Monte.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Op_ITfkRx0M/TwjeWatp8yI/AAAAAAAACmM/4e9FQNv6ozo/s72-c/our+christmas+20111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-9100515104328930981</id><published>2012-01-02T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:30:39.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring in the new year...FAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love the last week of the year. Why? Because we go down to St. George for a whole week and do whatever we want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And since we do whatever we want, Amy and I decided to leave everyone behind and go to Vegas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we shopped which I have zero pictures of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we went to Raising Cane's which is the best fast food place ever. Yes, I mean EVER and of course we had pictures of this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuUJx7Hr-oM/TwivP7kA0OI/AAAAAAAACks/8365CESGyJs/s1600/sg11-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuUJx7Hr-oM/TwivP7kA0OI/AAAAAAAACks/8365CESGyJs/s640/sg11-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After stuffing our faces we did some more shopping. Amy was mad because while taking pictures at Raising Cane's, she dropped her camera and it wouldn't turn on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was beating up her camera when I snapped this lovely picture of her in all her frustration. And we were laughing so hard at her weird chin and grandma mouth that we were in tears (forgive me Amy for posting this, but I never want to forget it). ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQkDx80pw0M/TwivThpM6FI/AAAAAAAACk0/p51yTOy_ZPM/s1600/sg11-121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQkDx80pw0M/TwivThpM6FI/AAAAAAAACk0/p51yTOy_ZPM/s640/sg11-121.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another favorite is going to Pioneer Park in Stg. It is a park full of huge boulders and caves, climbing and the crack. Oliver went through the crack with his cousins last time we were here and this time he was stuck with a bunch of adults that couldn't fit. I couldn't let him go through alone, so I attempted it and guess what? My chest is small so I was able to fit&amp;nbsp;and we went together.&amp;nbsp;Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1PmLJxph2k/TwivXwVsQyI/AAAAAAAACk8/uzHxBmpvgbU/s1600/sg11-122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1PmLJxph2k/TwivXwVsQyI/AAAAAAAACk8/uzHxBmpvgbU/s640/sg11-122.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We didn't take pictures of anything else, but we did the usual. Rock band, Running, Finding golf balls, Eating out, Sleeping in, Movies and this year we added putting a puzzle together with the in laws. I even stayed up with just my mother and Father in law (no&amp;nbsp;Luke...he went to bed), until 1:30AM working on it.&amp;nbsp;Sad we don't have a picture of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Years eve was uneventful. We had dinner and hung out playing the ipads on the couch while the kids played wii. The 3 Jensens girls had a sleep over with me and we watched a movie. Luke and I tried to stay up until midnight by watching Breakfast at Tiffinys, but it was too weird and we missed the new years mark by a whole 30 minutes. We're lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXeIPyObb5Q/TwivZv70BlI/AAAAAAAAClE/DQBNZ3Z0qHo/s1600/sg11-123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXeIPyObb5Q/TwivZv70BlI/AAAAAAAAClE/DQBNZ3Z0qHo/s640/sg11-123.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿We are so happy around here to be finished with this year. It was a rough one. But here's to new goals, new memories and a happy new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-9100515104328930981?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9100515104328930981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=9100515104328930981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9100515104328930981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9100515104328930981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2012/01/bring-in-new-yearfast.html' title='Bring in the new year...FAST!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuUJx7Hr-oM/TwivP7kA0OI/AAAAAAAACks/8365CESGyJs/s72-c/sg11-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5452336165712795117</id><published>2011-12-29T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:43:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At a close of this year, I wanted to note a few thoughts, hopes and wishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;2011 was a rough year. One that I will never forget, but one that I have learned so much from. I am ready for a new year...a better year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have some pretty awesome friends. They save me on a daily basis. This also includes Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* One good thing that happened this past year was that I got a job working at Bountiful High. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the people I work with. They are heaven sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I pushed incredibly&amp;nbsp;hard this year...mentally, emotionally, and physically. I&amp;nbsp;know it's made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I wish that I could freeze Oliver at this age for a little while. He is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Luke is an amazing Dad to Oliver. I love hearing them play together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The phrase "Mind over matter" repeatedly plays through my mind&amp;nbsp;daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I want to be fancy, but I'm better at being simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I want my dread locks back. This may happen summer of 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I would sell everything I own just to be able to have the one thing that I have the hardest time getting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Running is my therapy. I ran more this year than any other year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have gained 15 pounds this year. I blame medication. 2012 will be a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Being healthy and having a healthy family is a huge blessing that I am so thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm really starting to finally like my house. Even in its state of chaos and old age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I sort of suck at being very domesticated. I'm trying to be better housekeeper, wife, mother and all that stuff. It's hard. Nice work to those that pull it off well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I need to read more...scriptures included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have many goals set for the coming year. Watch out, you may be a recipient of those goals...Oblige me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My plans for the coming year are so far sounding great. I am really excited to get on with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5452336165712795117?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5452336165712795117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5452336165712795117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5452336165712795117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5452336165712795117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-my-mind.html' title='On my mind...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5924067673299733061</id><published>2011-12-26T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:34:02.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day + 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, It's here. Christmas Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We slept in until about 8:30 when Oliver came into our room to climb into bed. We got up and got ready to go see if Santa came to our house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Stockings were first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAdp01q73A4/TwioL0SqIoI/AAAAAAAACj8/HBsd7tG1OiA/s1600/our+christmas+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAdp01q73A4/TwioL0SqIoI/AAAAAAAACj8/HBsd7tG1OiA/s640/our+christmas+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿Then our gifts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ADKX78W9JQ/TwioRDl3AEI/AAAAAAAACkE/oR4XNxZcnHo/s1600/xm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ADKX78W9JQ/TwioRDl3AEI/AAAAAAAACkE/oR4XNxZcnHo/s640/xm.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got spoiled. WAY spoiled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Santa! You are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We made a little Christmas Breakfast before getting ready to head to church with Grandma Lily. We loved that we weren't rushed today since her Sacrament meeting was at 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzQ6GWXopcE/TwioUGm5qKI/AAAAAAAACkM/qgIPP58bskI/s1600/xm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzQ6GWXopcE/TwioUGm5qKI/AAAAAAAACkM/qgIPP58bskI/s400/xm1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And onto the Veigel house. Santa spoiled us there too with many many gifts. And we exchanged cousins gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpPuKIl6wec/TwioX32AI7I/AAAAAAAACkU/bW0QKHFQHV8/s1600/xm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpPuKIl6wec/TwioX32AI7I/AAAAAAAACkU/bW0QKHFQHV8/s640/xm2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The best part of this day, it the food. We make Sandwich melts with ham, Salomi, fancy cheese, delicious bread, and everyone brings snacks and treats to share. This year we added some wassail. Oh it was SO good. Thank you so much to my amazing in laws that treat us to such nice things every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we missed Jake and Becky and their cute little family this year. Next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KULWJVsodQ/TwioaH_SO_I/AAAAAAAACkc/6CU4XW_BLjs/s1600/xm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KULWJVsodQ/TwioaH_SO_I/AAAAAAAACkc/6CU4XW_BLjs/s400/xm3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the next morning we went over to Sue's house for breakfast. We love this tradition and Sue is always so nice to have us over for some excellent breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOR3RsiJ0Ao/TwiocwQkdNI/AAAAAAAACkk/WKnok-yAiNk/s1600/xm4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOR3RsiJ0Ao/TwiocwQkdNI/AAAAAAAACkk/WKnok-yAiNk/s640/xm4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Christmas was fantastic! It's no wonder we always look forward to it and are sad when it's no longer around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we all remember the birth and life of our Saviour not just at Christmas time, but throughout the whole year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5924067673299733061?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5924067673299733061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5924067673299733061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5924067673299733061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5924067673299733061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-day-1.html' title='Christmas Day + 1'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zAdp01q73A4/TwioL0SqIoI/AAAAAAAACj8/HBsd7tG1OiA/s72-c/our+christmas+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8853151835875713348</id><published>2011-12-25T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:02:00.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_AsCzRUtqU/TvWCQfVz9cI/AAAAAAAACjI/_i703ZpGVPk/s1600/Veigel_Christmas_card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_AsCzRUtqU/TvWCQfVz9cI/AAAAAAAACjI/_i703ZpGVPk/s640/Veigel_Christmas_card.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8853151835875713348?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8853151835875713348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8853151835875713348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8853151835875713348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8853151835875713348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_AsCzRUtqU/TvWCQfVz9cI/AAAAAAAACjI/_i703ZpGVPk/s72-c/Veigel_Christmas_card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5341710756972449931</id><published>2011-12-24T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:48:53.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Monte, you shouldn't have...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We came home tonight to find Monte sitting on 3 Christmas boxes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He brought us&amp;nbsp;our Christmas Jammies and some slippers for Oliver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNYzoKphiE/Twig709oz6I/AAAAAAAACj0/loPHpQEF3XE/s1600/x1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNYzoKphiE/Twig709oz6I/AAAAAAAACj0/loPHpQEF3XE/s640/x1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Monte...and Santa!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5341710756972449931?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5341710756972449931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5341710756972449931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5341710756972449931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5341710756972449931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-monte-you-shouldnt-have.html' title='Oh Monte, you shouldn&apos;t have...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sNYzoKphiE/Twig709oz6I/AAAAAAAACj0/loPHpQEF3XE/s72-c/x1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1291443565664213433</id><published>2011-12-24T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:42:06.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a fun night we had at the Baker house. It started with the traditional dinner (which I thought was better than Thanksgiving). A lot of sitting around talking and hanging out. Watching a Christmas Story (Like we do every year). And eating dessert...Cheesecake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I usually have a book to read all the kids every year before we open gifts. It's mostly to calm them down because dang does our group need it. And to remind them of the true meaning of Christmas and to remember how blessed we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year I forgot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So it was onto the presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think the kids were happy that I wasn't going to read and the adults were bummed....minus Luke. He does not like the reading at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wqb3mZoigw/TwiV-sZmjxI/AAAAAAAACjc/A1EADxFvB1s/s1600/christmas+bakers+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wqb3mZoigw/TwiV-sZmjxI/AAAAAAAACjc/A1EADxFvB1s/s640/christmas+bakers+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had way too many pictures to choose from. I couldn't just choose a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year we&amp;nbsp;drew families. We had&amp;nbsp;the Bakers. The Bakers had the Kattelmans, Kattelmans had Phia and Kenz and Phia had us. It was so fun to watch everyone open gifts, and as always we were are spoiled my mom. But it's okay. We spoiled her too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver loved being there taking his turn playing with all the adults. He loves the Bakers. And quite frankly, so do I. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb1Oc6THiOM/TwiWGA3_eEI/AAAAAAAACjk/2L2V9h8xddk/s1600/x.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb1Oc6THiOM/TwiWGA3_eEI/AAAAAAAACjk/2L2V9h8xddk/s400/x.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy3hvcReCbI/TwifF0IY3hI/AAAAAAAACjs/sj7zoPX1bDw/s1600/IMG_3387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vy3hvcReCbI/TwifF0IY3hI/AAAAAAAACjs/sj7zoPX1bDw/s400/IMG_3387.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;﻿(Christmas Eve with Dad 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year had a different feeling at my Parents house not having one of those parents around. We missed my dad so terribly, it&amp;nbsp;hurt. I have never in my life had a Christmas without him until this year and it pretty much sucks.&amp;nbsp; He was always it the background loving every moment of seeing the joy in his children and grand children's faces. I am grateful for that family that I did have there this year. Love you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now onto many many more Christmas visits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1291443565664213433?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1291443565664213433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1291443565664213433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1291443565664213433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1291443565664213433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve 2011'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Wqb3mZoigw/TwiV-sZmjxI/AAAAAAAACjc/A1EADxFvB1s/s72-c/christmas+bakers+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-687575857503324196</id><published>2011-12-24T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:17:24.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OSF at TS with BC&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we had a very impromptu dinner date with our awesome friends that just so happen to be our neighbors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have always liked the SF, but they were the ones that introduced us to the oh so good managers special that includes the mizithra cheese. Holy Moly that stuff is just too good for words. Even though we had to wait and hour for party and party to go ahead of us, it was totally worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QBSHNxcmLU/TvV5scKkQXI/AAAAAAAACiY/z558lv5ri1I/s1600/osf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QBSHNxcmLU/TvV5scKkQXI/AAAAAAAACiY/z558lv5ri1I/s1600/osf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GCRKR47NvU/TvV422LkNLI/AAAAAAAACiM/B6l_mUGHVNE/s1600/DSC01491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GCRKR47NvU/TvV422LkNLI/AAAAAAAACiM/B6l_mUGHVNE/s640/DSC01491.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmJn5AqHkNo/TvV7vZsT1dI/AAAAAAAACik/Tyc-jN01z8M/s1600/tabula+rasa.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="95" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qmJn5AqHkNo/TvV7vZsT1dI/AAAAAAAACik/Tyc-jN01z8M/s200/tabula+rasa.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I couldn't be at Trolley Square without stopping by at one of my favorite shops ever, &lt;a href="http://www.tabularasastationers.com/"&gt;Tabula Rasa&lt;/a&gt;. I could spend hours there. Truly amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-687575857503324196?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/687575857503324196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=687575857503324196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/687575857503324196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/687575857503324196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/osf-at-ts-with-bc.html' title='OSF at TS with BC&amp;A'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QBSHNxcmLU/TvV5scKkQXI/AAAAAAAACiY/z558lv5ri1I/s72-c/osf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6755441895817807372</id><published>2011-12-22T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:36:28.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch, Ladies, Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amy was very nice to invite me to her neighborhood luncheon with the ladies. I know all these ladies personally now because of Amy including me in everything she does with them. Today we got together for {a fancy} lunch that included zucchini soup, salad, bread, wassail and chocolate with peppermint ice cream waffles. Sounds good, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5emafUS8mnE/TvV8zEhusqI/AAAAAAAACiw/iIZSx1vtHMI/s1600/amys+lunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5emafUS8mnE/TvV8zEhusqI/AAAAAAAACiw/iIZSx1vtHMI/s640/amys+lunch.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://thejensenhoard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;made the wassail and it's one of my favorite drink recipes for the holidays or even for those days where you need something warm and delicious to soothe your throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like it so much, I thought I'd share it with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UY8_ampF0FE/TvV-nvF7NrI/AAAAAAAACi8/vk_k2CpZUM8/s1600/wassall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UY8_ampF0FE/TvV-nvF7NrI/AAAAAAAACi8/vk_k2CpZUM8/s1600/wassall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 Quarts Apple Cider&lt;br /&gt;2 Cups Pineapple Juice&lt;br /&gt;2 Cups Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup Packed Brown Sugar&lt;br /&gt;5 Cinnamon Sticks&lt;br /&gt;3-4 Oranges, Slices into wedges&lt;br /&gt;24 Whole Cloves, Pushed into the back of Orange Slices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix in a large pot, heat, serve warm and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6755441895817807372?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6755441895817807372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6755441895817807372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6755441895817807372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6755441895817807372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/lunch-ladies-love.html' title='Lunch, Ladies, Love.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5emafUS8mnE/TvV8zEhusqI/AAAAAAAACiw/iIZSx1vtHMI/s72-c/amys+lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5303282608892213248</id><published>2011-12-19T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:28:53.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baker Christmas Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love my family! I also love my extended family and if anyone knows how to have a good time, it's them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We started the tradition to get together to eat, play, sing and dance&amp;nbsp;4 years ago and we are still going strong. I mean who wouldn't want to keep a good thing going???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We ate. Everyone brought so many delicious items. Seriously, I didn't try a single thing that wasn't amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pphfsiwj-J0/TvVrl8kUXTI/AAAAAAAACg8/-WHpVhY3m3A/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pphfsiwj-J0/TvVrl8kUXTI/AAAAAAAACg8/-WHpVhY3m3A/s640/b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played. We always do a white elephant game. I love the variety of gifts that people bring. Especially when the younger kids end up with the gifts purposely brought for the adults and vice-versa. Another thing that Luke pointed out was that my family has a tendency to chant everything. The most chanted phrase was "Open the gift!". When you get about 30 of us chanting that, it makes for an incredibly loud game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYF1atqBUEE/TvVrnijRJdI/AAAAAAAAChE/gtOpEfa_OFE/s1600/b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYF1atqBUEE/TvVrnijRJdI/AAAAAAAAChE/gtOpEfa_OFE/s640/b1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are with our permanent gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were some battles had&amp;nbsp;over the coveted gifts like the plunger, the lizard in a bottle, the green sweater, and the spy book. A few tears shed by the little ones﻿ but what do you expect when you like a gift and someone steals it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BACQfY2Cm68/TvVro-YfdXI/AAAAAAAAChM/t8xGjSUNUuU/s1600/b2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BACQfY2Cm68/TvVro-YfdXI/AAAAAAAAChM/t8xGjSUNUuU/s640/b2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sang and danced. And here is where we get a little crazy. No one would believe it by looking at the pictures, but there were no alcoholic beverages at&amp;nbsp;our party. Promise! We sang along to karaoke as we always have. Taleesha and I were the ones at the mic and the ones dancing most of the night. I later asked Luke if I ever embarrass him. Thankfully he said "No". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boqcXiJBTzM/TvVrqyoAV5I/AAAAAAAAChU/fonLecDtOVM/s1600/b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boqcXiJBTzM/TvVrqyoAV5I/AAAAAAAAChU/fonLecDtOVM/s640/b3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We loved. Again, I love this time of year where we get to have these reunions and share love and laughter with the people that mean the most to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZiJZjZRVaQ/TvVrr34YpjI/AAAAAAAAChc/0ISvnFR_Yhs/s1600/b4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SZiJZjZRVaQ/TvVrr34YpjI/AAAAAAAAChc/0ISvnFR_Yhs/s640/b4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Love you all! Next year will be just as awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5303282608892213248?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5303282608892213248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5303282608892213248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5303282608892213248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5303282608892213248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/baker-christmas-party.html' title='Baker Christmas Party!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pphfsiwj-J0/TvVrl8kUXTI/AAAAAAAACg8/-WHpVhY3m3A/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3655025079024642431</id><published>2011-12-12T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T23:04:08.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I went back to Sur La Table for seasonal help. I love it there. As we have done for the past 3 years, we attend the holiday party put on by the managers and chefs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can imagine, the food is always amazing coming from people who love to cook and entertain and the prizes are pretty fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Ly969MPKg/TvVpWHXU_OI/AAAAAAAACgw/N8j5dmECSYI/s1600/t4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Ly969MPKg/TvVpWHXU_OI/AAAAAAAACgw/N8j5dmECSYI/s640/t4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke and I ended up winning 2 prizes. Wustof kitchen sheers and a gift card to Urban Outfitters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet and bon appetit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3655025079024642431?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3655025079024642431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3655025079024642431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3655025079024642431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3655025079024642431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/slt.html' title='SLT'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0Ly969MPKg/TvVpWHXU_OI/AAAAAAAACgw/N8j5dmECSYI/s72-c/t4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2980443194549304072</id><published>2011-12-10T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:00:24.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love a good Christmas party. Lukes company never fails to put on a good one. We usually go somewhere fantastic for dinner, play a game or two and leave with amazing gift cards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.carversutah.com/"&gt;Carvers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To start, we had shrimp cocktail and&amp;nbsp;Bruchetta. Luke and I had the Filet Mignon with the burgundy garlic demi-glaze, bacon, tomatoes, mushrooms&amp;nbsp;and bleu cheese crumbles. Mouth watering, really. And finished with cheesecake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOB46VlYK9A/TvVzxuJjtlI/AAAAAAAACiA/iKcLgVWjfxw/s1600/carvers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOB46VlYK9A/TvVzxuJjtlI/AAAAAAAACiA/iKcLgVWjfxw/s400/carvers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, these were the only pictures we took of the event. We were having way too much fun at our table to take and pictures. We ended up with a gift card to Smiths, which I found out is the best giftcard to have since you can buy any gift card to anywhere you want there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Heath Engineering. We are SO thankful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3UtnlzNZkY/TvVysfermMI/AAAAAAAACho/zP2AaAF3-Qw/s1600/q1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f3UtnlzNZkY/TvVysfermMI/AAAAAAAACho/zP2AaAF3-Qw/s640/q1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we had a babysitter for the night, we took advantage of it and went to a late night movie. We have been wanting to see the New Sherlock Holmes movie that had just come out that night, so Luke bought some tickets and by 9:30, we were in our seats ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQrElcVRtiI/TvVzvpZbG1I/AAAAAAAACh4/i4roHgdE6xM/s1600/sherlock.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQrElcVRtiI/TvVzvpZbG1I/AAAAAAAACh4/i4roHgdE6xM/s400/sherlock.bmp" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't get home until well after midnight, but&amp;nbsp;we loved it and we loved our time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxv2rs31rsY/TvVyvF22OdI/AAAAAAAAChw/OIhKflUvEM0/s1600/q.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxv2rs31rsY/TvVyvF22OdI/AAAAAAAAChw/OIhKflUvEM0/s640/q.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I vote for date night every Friday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2980443194549304072?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2980443194549304072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2980443194549304072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2980443194549304072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2980443194549304072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/party-date.html' title='Party Date'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOB46VlYK9A/TvVzxuJjtlI/AAAAAAAACiA/iKcLgVWjfxw/s72-c/carvers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-983331146809484629</id><published>2011-12-05T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:53:10.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle of miracles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every year we try to get Oliver's picture taken with Santa....Doesn't matter where, just as long as it happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today my friend Lindsay told me that her Mother in law was doing pictures with Santa at her work. Perfect. We were going to get our picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Luke came home at 8:15 and we were out the door by 8:30 to go hunt Santa down. When we arrived we were too late. They had finished at 8. Oliver was already so excited to go see Santa and now Luke and I felt like failures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You may wonder why I titled this post as Miracles? Well it's because this whole night was full of them. Granted they were the smallest&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;miracles on a miracle scale, but miracles non-the-less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are driving home feeling like&amp;nbsp;losers trying to figure out what we can do for Oliver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I remembered that The Square puts on a little Christmas&amp;nbsp;night complete with free pictures with Santa, hot chocolate, treats and horse and carriage rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only problem was remembering which night I saw it advertised for. I mentioned it to Luke and told him that we should drive by just in case it so happened to be tonight. And guess what...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;IT WAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That was Miracle # 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got there at 8:35 and we just missed the free pictures that ended at 8:30, but right as we pulled up, Santa came walking out. Oliver was so excited to see him with his hands full of candy canes. We asked if we could take a picture of O&amp;nbsp;and him and of course Santa said yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can we say Miracle 2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I turned on my camera, the battery light was flashing that it was about to die...and then it did. I turned it on real quick hoping that I had enough juice to get one more picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND I DID&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miracle&amp;nbsp;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlUPEaoKxmc/Tt2udiuZJ4I/AAAAAAAACgI/zi8g_ICxOgU/s1600/DSC01444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlUPEaoKxmc/Tt2udiuZJ4I/AAAAAAAACgI/zi8g_ICxOgU/s640/DSC01444.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were doing pretty dang good at this point. We walked over to Top Hat Video for some hot chocolate and started to walk back to the car. On our way we saw a family come out with&amp;nbsp;extra large&amp;nbsp;sample cups from Orange Leaf. We asked if they were giving out samples and she said that they were, but didn't think they&amp;nbsp;had any more. We walked in anyway and Luke asked if they had any more sample.&amp;nbsp;The kid&amp;nbsp;went in the back and pulled out a bag he found with just a few more. I'd say that was miracle #4 eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I was able to snap another picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDvHGiQiA8U/Tt2v5qdXibI/AAAAAAAACgY/c43oyfBnfT8/s1600/DSC01445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDvHGiQiA8U/Tt2v5qdXibI/AAAAAAAACgY/c43oyfBnfT8/s400/DSC01445.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we walked out, I was hoping to be able to take Oliver on the horse and carriage ride. When we first pulled up, there was a pretty good group waiting for their turn. Luke said that if there wasn't a line after Orange Leaf, we'd go (He wasn't about to wait in a line for that). Then miracle #5 occurred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO LINE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were the only ones left and therefor got a ride and got to ride just the 3 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was Oliver's and Luke's first time riding in a horse and carriage. Not sure if they were too impressed, but it was fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what? Another picture...and then my camera really died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyEPdCdebPA/Tt2v7koNYgI/AAAAAAAACgg/jmxYoSHknYE/s1600/DSC01446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyEPdCdebPA/Tt2v7koNYgI/AAAAAAAACgg/jmxYoSHknYE/s400/DSC01446.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the ride, we took off. It was painfully cold outside and we were ready for the warmth. I'd say we did pretty good tonight and thankfully, Luke and I weren't made out to look like pathetic parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-983331146809484629?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/983331146809484629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=983331146809484629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/983331146809484629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/983331146809484629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/miracle-of-miracles.html' title='Miracle of miracles'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jlUPEaoKxmc/Tt2udiuZJ4I/AAAAAAAACgI/zi8g_ICxOgU/s72-c/DSC01444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-9109066021959691687</id><published>2011-12-05T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:17:03.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know what's depressing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Seeing this in your email...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You have been dropped from the team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From: Trent Jensen&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dec&amp;nbsp;3 (2 days ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your Captain has dropped you from team BONK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Seriously, this made me sick when I first saw it, but it was a hard choice I had to make. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-9109066021959691687?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9109066021959691687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=9109066021959691687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9109066021959691687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9109066021959691687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/know-whats-depressing.html' title='Know what&apos;s depressing?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-9165704688244826866</id><published>2011-12-03T00:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:00:29.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love setting up for Christmas. This year was Oliver's first year helping us. My friend Lindsay told me about The Elf on a Shelf and how her daughter loves it. I thought it would be a great&amp;nbsp;tradition to start with&amp;nbsp;Oliver. While Oliver was eating dinner, we told him that after he&amp;nbsp;finished his food, we were going to get a visitor at the door. He was&amp;nbsp;SO excited he started to shake and had the biggest&amp;nbsp;grin on his face. He didn't know how to control himself and Luke and I just laughed. When the doorbell rang, we let Oliver open to&amp;nbsp;door to see our new visitor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke and Oliver decided to name&amp;nbsp;our elf,&amp;nbsp;Monte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8zPol26DA/TtnSSPAzH1I/AAAAAAAACfY/e2Ow8nXurLE/s1600/IMG_9058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8zPol26DA/TtnSSPAzH1I/AAAAAAAACfY/e2Ow8nXurLE/s320/IMG_9058.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we read the book and Monte was settled in his spot for the night, we popped in The Grinch (the traditional&amp;nbsp;Christmas set up movie) and set up Christmas. I'm in charge of fluffing the tree and once that's complete the boys can help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P19sM4iiXC8/TtnSUA6UX6I/AAAAAAAACfg/4hJ4Pse7iys/s1600/IMG_9060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P19sM4iiXC8/TtnSUA6UX6I/AAAAAAAACfg/4hJ4Pse7iys/s400/IMG_9060.JPG" width="342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was younger I loved being the one who got to crown the top of the tree with the star. My dad would always hoist me on his shoulders and let me put the start up. This year, Oliver got to do just that with his dad. I loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rR6aNDqGjo/TtnSU2kwZfI/AAAAAAAACfo/76k2gkjR1aI/s1600/IMG_9067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5rR6aNDqGjo/TtnSU2kwZfI/AAAAAAAACfo/76k2gkjR1aI/s640/IMG_9067.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Something else that was new this year was Oliver&amp;nbsp;getting &amp;nbsp;his very own tree in his room which he also loved. He helped decorate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZkfW1ZfBis/TtnSWLd-PtI/AAAAAAAACfw/uNFjWpXnmeQ/s1600/IMG_9068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZkfW1ZfBis/TtnSWLd-PtI/AAAAAAAACfw/uNFjWpXnmeQ/s400/IMG_9068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think his tree may need a few lights to brighten it up a bit, but other than that, he did a fantastic job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-88wUF9wRg9I/TtnSXJNryqI/AAAAAAAACf4/31MmbLjYxOs/s1600/IMG_9073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-88wUF9wRg9I/TtnSXJNryqI/AAAAAAAACf4/31MmbLjYxOs/s640/IMG_9073.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver also discovered some pretty awesome new socks....err stockings.&amp;nbsp;He was sporting these around for the rest of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RCs3xsLMYc/TtnSdASkz9I/AAAAAAAACgA/1kZjfNS3Ahk/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2RCs3xsLMYc/TtnSdASkz9I/AAAAAAAACgA/1kZjfNS3Ahk/s640/c.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Now that everything is set up for Christmas, It's time to party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-9165704688244826866?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9165704688244826866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=9165704688244826866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9165704688244826866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/9165704688244826866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-christmas.html' title='Welcome Christmas!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8zPol26DA/TtnSSPAzH1I/AAAAAAAACfY/e2Ow8nXurLE/s72-c/IMG_9058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3980637598232324411</id><published>2011-12-02T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:29:20.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy December...I think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What in the world happened? December 1, 2011. Luke and I wake up the sound of raging winds. We peeked outside of our bedroom window and this was the first thing we saw. Our power was out and as we looked outside some more, we saw that there was garbage floating around outside, rain gutters ripped off along with roof shingles and many many trees that were uprooted. Whoa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, we had very minimal damage with just our gate falling over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upwhHG2wqE8/TtnG-MMG2fI/AAAAAAAACfQ/u390mbVx1FU/s1600/DSC01418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upwhHG2wqE8/TtnG-MMG2fI/AAAAAAAACfQ/u390mbVx1FU/s640/DSC01418.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the day continued as follows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luke went outside to walk around our neighborhood to see the damage. As he went to pick up a piece of sheet metal, a gust of wind blew that piece of metal and hit him in the head....nothing serious, but seriously, what the crap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We both went to work. Luke's work was fine. When I got to work and got&amp;nbsp;out of my car to walk into the school the wind about blew me away. I had to stand my ground so that I wouldn't fall over. I couldn't even open the door to the school and with the help of a couple people inside pushing on the door and me pulling, I was in. We had to wait in&amp;nbsp;our cold&amp;nbsp;room as the students checked out and&amp;nbsp;until we were allowed to leave....gas leak and all. Lindsey, Karen and I headed to the hall way to wait it out since our classroom was so cold. Finally, we took off and headed into Salt Lake for some lunch...Things out&amp;nbsp;in Salt Lake&amp;nbsp;were totally normal and I'm sure they didn't have any idea that we just came from a state of chaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That night Oliver and I took refuge at Trent and Amy's house which I was so grateful for. I was able to shower and sleep warmly and pretty comfortably. Thank heavens for the kindness of others. I didn't feel like camping in my own house that night, but Luke did. He said he slept so good in our 50 degree house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful that our families and friends were kept safe through all of this. I sometimes wonder if&amp;nbsp;these things happen so that we may better prepare ourselves for any future catastrophes or if we&amp;nbsp;just need to come&amp;nbsp;closer as a community or ward OR&amp;nbsp;that these things happen so that we are given great&amp;nbsp;opportunities to serve one another. Now that I think of it, I have been praying for more of those opportunities...great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3980637598232324411?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3980637598232324411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3980637598232324411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3980637598232324411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3980637598232324411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-decemberi-think.html' title='Happy December...I think.'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upwhHG2wqE8/TtnG-MMG2fI/AAAAAAAACfQ/u390mbVx1FU/s72-c/DSC01418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7542057235655931738</id><published>2011-11-28T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:07:36.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I laugh every single day with these two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ib0z9Tz30w/TtMRqWPQdAI/AAAAAAAACfI/d2LRnv4GlxM/s1600/IMG_8990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ib0z9Tz30w/TtMRqWPQdAI/AAAAAAAACfI/d2LRnv4GlxM/s640/IMG_8990.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some of the fun things that Oliver has been doing/saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oliver will eat his pizza backwards if it's not cut up for him. I guess he just figures he may as well get the crust over with.&lt;br /&gt;* After he goes twosies in the potty he will scream as loud as he can "WIPE MY BUM PLEASE!". &lt;br /&gt;* Any time Oliver sees&amp;nbsp;me in running clothes he says "You going running mom?"&amp;nbsp;After I say I am or after I get back from running he says "Good job mom."&lt;br /&gt;* He says "Whoopsie Daisies"&lt;br /&gt;*Anytime he pees on the shower curtain or spills something or anything along those lines, he pleasantly says "It's okay Mom/Dad."&lt;br /&gt;* He tries to say "Anaconda Squeeze" from the movie Nacho Libre as he's squeezing your arm/leg/neck.&lt;br /&gt;* If we make him sad or mad or cry, he always says "Don't make me sad/mad/cry."&lt;br /&gt;* When we brush his teeth, he usually gets upset that he has "bugs" in his teeth and wants us to hurry and get them out.&lt;br /&gt;* He likes to dress himself. A lot of times he'll have his underwear on backwards and he wont let me correct it. &lt;br /&gt;* He eats chips like a little chipmunk. He has to take about 20 little bites instead of one big one. &lt;br /&gt;* Whenever I say "I love you, Oliver" He replies with "No Mom, I love you". This also goes for when I tell him he's cute. &lt;br /&gt;* He's been into singing The Letter Factory songs, I Love to see the Temple, Old McDonald and currently, Jingle Bells. As you can see, He likes a little variety in his music.&lt;br /&gt;* Speaking of music. He LOVES Pit Bulls song Calle Ocho. At one point we listened to that song 7 times in a row. He would even sing along as best as he could. I think he likes the counting in it. &lt;br /&gt;* He likes to put his dishes in the sink when he's done eating. He'll even take our dishes. &lt;br /&gt;* He calls my sister "Grandma Sophie".&lt;br /&gt;* Most mornings he comes into our room, get in our bed&amp;nbsp;and snuggles for 5-10 minutes. It's the best way to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;* He sings along to Super Why...or is it just Y? Anyway, He loves that show and I love hearing him quote it as I'm getting ready in the mornings. &lt;br /&gt;* He loves to&amp;nbsp;call&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;"Paigey Poops".&lt;br /&gt;* When he sees something he likes he usually says "Oh I love that, mom!" &lt;br /&gt;* His prayers are the sweetest little spoken words. He usually just whispers his prayers but he it great at remembering everyone and asking that nothing spooky will get him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Oliver Dee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7542057235655931738?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7542057235655931738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7542057235655931738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7542057235655931738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7542057235655931738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_28.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ib0z9Tz30w/TtMRqWPQdAI/AAAAAAAACfI/d2LRnv4GlxM/s72-c/IMG_8990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8502801200341646074</id><published>2011-11-27T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:38:40.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thanksgiving! I love this holiday. I love being able to spend time with family, play some ball, have an excuse to eat as much as you want, watch movies, veg out, and get ready for some mad shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And that's exactly what we did. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fist up on the list. Football. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We usually have a small group, but I love it because most of the kids are involved with the adults cheating their way to help them score. It's really the only fun way to play. And for the record, my team won. Wha wha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1rKQa3eQsI/TtMET8hK0KI/AAAAAAAACew/7xun4XtkfAk/s1600/november+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1rKQa3eQsI/TtMET8hK0KI/AAAAAAAACew/7xun4XtkfAk/s640/november+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the game, we headed up to my dads grave to spend a few moments there. It's hard not to have him with us, but I am reminded everyday of him and I am so thankful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcENa53XYT8/TtMCM3E6CVI/AAAAAAAACeo/HjS6G0Hyokw/s1600/t1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcENa53XYT8/TtMCM3E6CVI/AAAAAAAACeo/HjS6G0Hyokw/s640/t1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went home and got ready to go see the traditional Thanksgiving day movie. This year, the majority picked The Muppets. The movie itself wasn't that great, but it was fun to go with the entire group. Oliver was a little sad that we weren't going to see Arthur Christmas {and&amp;nbsp;to be honest, so was I}&amp;nbsp;and he ended up falling asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kRTKuqMwtU/TtMIo36j9FI/AAAAAAAACfA/XoIoptn8NsI/s1600/muppets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kRTKuqMwtU/TtMIo36j9FI/AAAAAAAACfA/XoIoptn8NsI/s320/muppets.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finally it was dinner time. Man, it was so good. The combination of it all was just perfect and the desserts were to die for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYa0HOk_R2k/TtMCCoR9isI/AAAAAAAACeY/S3yguB_LUKU/s1600/t2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYa0HOk_R2k/TtMCCoR9isI/AAAAAAAACeY/S3yguB_LUKU/s640/t2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then the vegging out. We wanted to play games, but I think we were all too full, so we sat around watching some strange alligator hunting show and looked through the adds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYhtz2xu7i8/TtMCILXoy3I/AAAAAAAACeg/1cNkOMHdN48/s1600/t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYhtz2xu7i8/TtMCILXoy3I/AAAAAAAACeg/1cNkOMHdN48/s640/t.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The reason for all the faces...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH0wF2xlBG4/TtMFz-nRRMI/AAAAAAAACe4/zWC3T3JHwW4/s1600/target+lady.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UH0wF2xlBG4/TtMFz-nRRMI/AAAAAAAACe4/zWC3T3JHwW4/s320/target+lady.bmp" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the Target commercials!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, Taleesha and I were the only ones {dare I say} crazy enough to do some midnight shopping. I have been wanting a waterproof digital camera for a while now, so when I saw that Old Navy was giving them away with a $40.00 purchase, I was all for waiting in line. We got there at 9:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We waited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt8jp9Y0VO0/TtMB9Iv9EJI/AAAAAAAACeQ/nch4Vv66eMc/s1600/t3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt8jp9Y0VO0/TtMB9Iv9EJI/AAAAAAAACeQ/nch4Vv66eMc/s640/t3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nt8jp9Y0VO0/TtMB9Iv9EJI/AAAAAAAACeQ/nch4Vv66eMc/s1600/t3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And waited some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And finally got our wrist bands. We were&amp;nbsp;number 7 and 8 out of only ﻿40 that got the camera and believe me when I say that line was crazy long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We ended up going to Walmart and Target where we got some good deals on movies and toys. Nothing too ridiculous, but it was worth it for sure. We ended up getting home at 4AM. Only downside was having to get up at 6:45 to go to work. Blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope you all had a wonderful&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving weekend. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8502801200341646074?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8502801200341646074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8502801200341646074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8502801200341646074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8502801200341646074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_26.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q1rKQa3eQsI/TtMET8hK0KI/AAAAAAAACew/7xun4XtkfAk/s72-c/november+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1479410238257372236</id><published>2011-11-27T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:52:14.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good health...most days. The past 2 weeks have been terrible with sickness. First it was me getting the 24 hour flu. Really, I can't recal the last time where I felt so miserable so&amp;nbsp;I was very grateful that it only lasted that long. I'll spare the details, but know it was bad...real bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42Bft8rsM7Y/TtLeJlLbq1I/AAAAAAAACd4/hrWX1JpDAc4/s1600/IMG_9049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42Bft8rsM7Y/TtLeJlLbq1I/AAAAAAAACd4/hrWX1JpDAc4/s320/IMG_9049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was Luke's turn. He got it worse than I did. It started out with sleeping bad up&amp;nbsp;in Park&amp;nbsp;City and then strep throat&amp;nbsp;AND THEN we think he had the flu just to top it all off. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHx7QgY24DI/TtLc1SwsNYI/AAAAAAAACdw/ehSi0uQAehY/s1600/IMG_8942-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LHx7QgY24DI/TtLc1SwsNYI/AAAAAAAACdw/ehSi0uQAehY/s320/IMG_8942-1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out those swollen&amp;nbsp;tonsils. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJZsEcPtMtY/TtLbrwUJbYI/AAAAAAAACdo/mlcm-qXNYm4/s1600/IMG_8945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJZsEcPtMtY/TtLbrwUJbYI/AAAAAAAACdo/mlcm-qXNYm4/s320/IMG_8945.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;also thankful for doctors and for modern day medicine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's safe to say that Luke is thankful for these things too. &amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1479410238257372236?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1479410238257372236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1479410238257372236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1479410238257372236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1479410238257372236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_27.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42Bft8rsM7Y/TtLeJlLbq1I/AAAAAAAACd4/hrWX1JpDAc4/s72-c/IMG_9049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-359121015157034374</id><published>2011-11-22T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:04:08.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters. Especially sisters that don't let me go to the movies all by myself on a Monday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of us that night, but it was fun and I actually really liked the movie...cheesy parts and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66xNYZGzdT0/TtL412iyhJI/AAAAAAAACeA/87EnERCJWmQ/s1600/IMG_8946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66xNYZGzdT0/TtL412iyhJI/AAAAAAAACeA/87EnERCJWmQ/s640/IMG_8946.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-359121015157034374?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/359121015157034374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=359121015157034374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/359121015157034374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/359121015157034374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_22.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66xNYZGzdT0/TtL412iyhJI/AAAAAAAACeA/87EnERCJWmQ/s72-c/IMG_8946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1162599783485739135</id><published>2011-11-20T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:19:02.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Time I have spent with Oliver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This past week I got to spend an entire week with Oliver. I watched the Hoard while Amy was out of town and I also got to watch Oliver as a perk. I loved it, but it also made me miss the days when I would stay at home every day with him. Days where it was just me and him and whatever adventure we decided to go on that day. Oliver is a joy to be with. Sure he has his moments, but for the most part, he is a pretty&amp;nbsp;awesome 3 year old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snPz9wlgzjA/TtL8kRz5bDI/AAAAAAAACeI/Yw8eZ_W1CXY/s1600/IMG_8952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snPz9wlgzjA/TtL8kRz5bDI/AAAAAAAACeI/Yw8eZ_W1CXY/s640/IMG_8952.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1162599783485739135?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1162599783485739135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1162599783485739135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1162599783485739135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1162599783485739135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_20.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snPz9wlgzjA/TtL8kRz5bDI/AAAAAAAACeI/Yw8eZ_W1CXY/s72-c/IMG_8952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7056950013625788007</id><published>2011-11-11T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:30:40.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's pretty amazing when your husband is taking on a full schedule that includes waking up early to go to work and then school and then back to work and then back to his study group AND still makes time to hang out with his family...along with many other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Recently I have felt such closeness to&amp;nbsp;Luke and I have felt so blessed for the family and husband that I was given. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HLuEDBLvlnc/Tr08sLqR-HI/AAAAAAAACdQ/rjYDRzthb0k/s1600/IMG_8918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HLuEDBLvlnc/Tr08sLqR-HI/AAAAAAAACdQ/rjYDRzthb0k/s640/IMG_8918.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I consider myself a pretty lucky lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7056950013625788007?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7056950013625788007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7056950013625788007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7056950013625788007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7056950013625788007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for_11.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HLuEDBLvlnc/Tr08sLqR-HI/AAAAAAAACdQ/rjYDRzthb0k/s72-c/IMG_8918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-682027311298739384</id><published>2011-11-07T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:06:50.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really wanted to write something that I am thankful for for everyday this month, but we all know that's not going to happen. Instead I will occasionally post a few things that I am thankful for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So today I am thankful for good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have some of the best friends around. At work, in my own family and extended family&amp;nbsp;and others who's paths we have crossed and haven't been able to uncross. You good friends know who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other night I got a call/text from one of those dear friends of mine. She needed some girl time, and quite frankly, so did I . So what do 2&amp;nbsp;{somewhat} grown woman&amp;nbsp;go do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch the new Footloose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYMYLshvGmk/TrjBDBmsRSI/AAAAAAAACdI/FpPYocnFHOA/s1600/fl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYMYLshvGmk/TrjBDBmsRSI/AAAAAAAACdI/FpPYocnFHOA/s400/fl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Which I loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I loved spending time with Ginger. She is one of the best friends anyone can have. You know, the type of friend that turns into family. That's Ginger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4fHWy1FFW0/Tri3mcQEmkI/AAAAAAAACc4/EFo95lQq8JU/s1600/IMG_8816-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o4fHWy1FFW0/Tri3mcQEmkI/AAAAAAAACc4/EFo95lQq8JU/s400/IMG_8816-2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of days later, she even brought be treats because she is awesome like that. Seriously? Who does that except someone pretty awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yF_yGMiIHqg/Tri3ojDVEEI/AAAAAAAACdA/MQR5qeTc1hs/s1600/IMG_8925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yF_yGMiIHqg/Tri3ojDVEEI/AAAAAAAACdA/MQR5qeTc1hs/s320/IMG_8925.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really am thankful that I was sent the friends that I have. Really. Somehow, I got lucky. They always just know the right advice to give me and step in whenever I need them. Truly inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-682027311298739384?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/682027311298739384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=682027311298739384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/682027311298739384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/682027311298739384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-for.html' title='Thankful for...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WYMYLshvGmk/TrjBDBmsRSI/AAAAAAAACdI/FpPYocnFHOA/s72-c/fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3969701576607331995</id><published>2011-11-07T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T13:13:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The official drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWIafufnjFc/Trg6635eB4I/AAAAAAAACcw/oc6tIJyLFjw/s1600/mart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWIafufnjFc/Trg6635eB4I/AAAAAAAACcw/oc6tIJyLFjw/s400/mart.jpg" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once November hits, Luke and I go all out on this drink. we load up the Costco cart with multi packs of this delicious drink to have with breakfast, lunch and dinner...okay not really, but we do drink this a lot. Just to let you know how much this drink is consumed, Luke and I had some last night with our popcorn and we each had our own bottle. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers to November and Martinelli's!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3969701576607331995?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3969701576607331995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3969701576607331995&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3969701576607331995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3969701576607331995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/official-drink.html' title='The official drink'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWIafufnjFc/Trg6635eB4I/AAAAAAAACcw/oc6tIJyLFjw/s72-c/mart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-210188519995626740</id><published>2011-11-03T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:39:58.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Halloween! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year it snuck up on me with back to back races, starting another job and well, life. I had ordered my lovely unitard weeks ago, Luke got his butchers coat and we got the decorations inside our house up. BUT, we forgot to decorate outside, I&amp;nbsp;left the&amp;nbsp;drawing part of my costume until the last minute&amp;nbsp;and worst of all we forgot to get Oliver's Costume. Can you say WORST MOM EVER? After going to about 5 different stores&amp;nbsp;I was luckily able to find the perfect Thor costume for him on Halloween morning. Phew! That night&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;stayed home with a scary butcher and the cutest little Thor&amp;nbsp;to pass out candy and enjoy visiting with our friends that stopped by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oliver LOVED Halloween and still talks about how he went trick or treating to everyone he sees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1aPZnnTok/Trd57Gpe7oI/AAAAAAAACcg/S7-uYWzyQ8s/s1600/IMG_8931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1aPZnnTok/Trd57Gpe7oI/AAAAAAAACcg/S7-uYWzyQ8s/s640/IMG_8931.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd say Halloween was a huge success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-210188519995626740?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/210188519995626740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=210188519995626740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/210188519995626740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/210188519995626740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MC1aPZnnTok/Trd57Gpe7oI/AAAAAAAACcg/S7-uYWzyQ8s/s72-c/IMG_8931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1883405852776749456</id><published>2011-10-30T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:23:25.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que pasa calabasa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's that time of year again where we pull all of our pumkins out of the garden and share them with all the nieces and nephews.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of our favorite Halloween traditions is to get together at my parents house to carve these pumkins. We start with a dinner and end with a mess, but it's pretty dang fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M94v0fnm83s/Trd2O2g4mQI/AAAAAAAACcY/zk1EXPDJYow/s1600/halloween+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M94v0fnm83s/Trd2O2g4mQI/AAAAAAAACcY/zk1EXPDJYow/s640/halloween+20111.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVz9gq3-Z_U/Trd2KiQm1fI/AAAAAAAACcQ/p3HXTMPEbDY/s1600/halloween+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVz9gq3-Z_U/Trd2KiQm1fI/AAAAAAAACcQ/p3HXTMPEbDY/s640/halloween+2011.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the end everyone&amp;nbsp;went home with a pretty wicked pumpkin. The top three pumpkins had to go to Lanece for her sideways pumpkin. Kat for using his power tools to complete a very cool grim reaper. And Ethan for his cleft palate pumkin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1883405852776749456?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1883405852776749456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1883405852776749456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1883405852776749456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1883405852776749456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/que-pasa-calabasa.html' title='Que pasa calabasa?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M94v0fnm83s/Trd2O2g4mQI/AAAAAAAACcY/zk1EXPDJYow/s72-c/halloween+20111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-556098979299534333</id><published>2011-10-30T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T23:01:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHHM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;October 28th, 2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Provo Halloween Half Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The start to this race was terrible and by start I mean the packet pick up and having to drive to and from Provo on a Friday night...in construction...and traffic.&amp;nbsp;In total, it took me 4 hours. Yuck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other than that, the race was perfect. I sat in a heated tent for 3 hours. Used those delicious Honey Buckets many many times. Started running when it was 38 degrees out. And thoroughly enjoyed the course and seeing everyone in their costumes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here was mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjQclF0nwCI/TrdwliVRn8I/AAAAAAAACcA/Le5Rnm-29TE/s1600/hh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjQclF0nwCI/TrdwliVRn8I/AAAAAAAACcA/Le5Rnm-29TE/s200/hh.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Mr.&lt;/strike&gt; Mrs. Slim Good Body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remember him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7-OD4Qy1ec/Trdy5FXeDCI/AAAAAAAACcI/CnmeKTV8tSs/s1600/goodbody.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7-OD4Qy1ec/Trdy5FXeDCI/AAAAAAAACcI/CnmeKTV8tSs/s1600/goodbody.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about this race was seeing Oliver and Luke at the finish line. There's nothing like having your favorite people there to support you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alYd4dyhcJ8/TrdvJrliZ0I/AAAAAAAACb4/TPTZM1whYBc/s1600/halloween+half.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alYd4dyhcJ8/TrdvJrliZ0I/AAAAAAAACb4/TPTZM1whYBc/s400/halloween+half.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The bonus...beating my previous half marathon time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-556098979299534333?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/556098979299534333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=556098979299534333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/556098979299534333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/556098979299534333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/phhm.html' title='PHHM'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cjQclF0nwCI/TrdwliVRn8I/AAAAAAAACcA/Le5Rnm-29TE/s72-c/hh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5802060775456573025</id><published>2011-10-26T22:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:32:49.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post as long as this race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did it again! We ran another Ragnar and it was just as fun as my first Ragnar&amp;nbsp;and everything I had hoped it would be. This time is was with the Jensen family and a few of us&amp;nbsp;"mugbloods". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Team name: BONK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEvgVehjMZE/TrcizCXZpcI/AAAAAAAACaw/yx_cgPnKjOg/s320/IMG_8806.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Van 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our van was pretty awesome. I was so happy with the balance of personalities in this van and for the patient guys that had to put up with a few hyper girls. They rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-B8k1d3iCw/Trci2Z08RKI/AAAAAAAACa4/uYEd73-AA5M/s1600/IMG_8805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7-B8k1d3iCw/Trci2Z08RKI/AAAAAAAACa4/uYEd73-AA5M/s640/IMG_8805.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Van 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jensens + 1. Their van I'm sure wasn't as loud and obnoxious as ours. In fact we know they weren't. They were a lot more sophisticated in conversation than we could ever be. Let's just say it's a good thing the Dad's were in a seperate van...and Trent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw5hA1EUp2Q/Trch0gpIN2I/AAAAAAAACZw/gb-6TFLE6ak/s1600/van2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qw5hA1EUp2Q/Trch0gpIN2I/AAAAAAAACZw/gb-6TFLE6ak/s640/van2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our team:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blake AKA Captain Big Daddy. Blake stepped up as our captain and driver, made us laugh many many times and ran amazingly...especially on that last leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkH-7Z53y4U/TrcjtOdFigI/AAAAAAAACbI/v-iJOQFS3dg/s1600/IMG_8690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkH-7Z53y4U/TrcjtOdFigI/AAAAAAAACbI/v-iJOQFS3dg/s400/IMG_8690.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chris AKA Puss N' Foot. 2 words...Pepperoni water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AOj8NP7Yr4g/TrcjuyYenSI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Ii8SfXaaL7g/s1600/IMG_8705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AOj8NP7Yr4g/TrcjuyYenSI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Ii8SfXaaL7g/s400/IMG_8705.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Amy AKA The Face. Also the best violin player out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYkkb8-jNZk/TrcjxEySUiI/AAAAAAAACbY/R_6vFB3sbWo/s1600/IMG_8711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WYkkb8-jNZk/TrcjxEySUiI/AAAAAAAACbY/R_6vFB3sbWo/s400/IMG_8711.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cameron AKA 4 C's (almost 5). And the post run pacer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ax9TnP1Rtvg/Trcjy4a7SpI/AAAAAAAACbg/g2lQCwAOWcU/s1600/IMG_8724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ax9TnP1Rtvg/Trcjy4a7SpI/AAAAAAAACbg/g2lQCwAOWcU/s400/IMG_8724.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kristin AKA Goldie Locks. But really, there were about 15 names for Kristin. Ahem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7Q5HYh6nYE/Trcj164YCtI/AAAAAAAACbo/kC9VX9PrhDU/s1600/IMG_8729-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7Q5HYh6nYE/Trcj164YCtI/AAAAAAAACbo/kC9VX9PrhDU/s400/IMG_8729-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kim AKA The nasty...And I really don't know why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a5oqTFxmO38/Trcj42ILPAI/AAAAAAAACbw/lXCw9645DUo/s1600/IMG_8732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a5oqTFxmO38/Trcj42ILPAI/AAAAAAAACbw/lXCw9645DUo/s400/IMG_8732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure that&amp;nbsp;the second half of the team&amp;nbsp;were goofy enough for Ragnar nicknames so without further ado, I give you van 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trent. The Machine. The hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ocNvsWu59hs/TrcindqIhoI/AAAAAAAACao/AEd0rF1U3DA/s1600/trent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ocNvsWu59hs/TrcindqIhoI/AAAAAAAACao/AEd0rF1U3DA/s400/trent.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMIRLRXkQZY/TrciZew4HlI/AAAAAAAACaI/0he2_-NpTbY/s1600/brooke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMIRLRXkQZY/TrciZew4HlI/AAAAAAAACaI/0he2_-NpTbY/s400/brooke.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heidi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N11Six4hAig/TrcidpWeUdI/AAAAAAAACaQ/71IfjsQXUe8/s1600/heidi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N11Six4hAig/TrcidpWeUdI/AAAAAAAACaQ/71IfjsQXUe8/s400/heidi.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mra0CE8DGa0/Trcif1Dmn8I/AAAAAAAACaY/x_n6iHbutmU/s1600/jake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mra0CE8DGa0/Trcif1Dmn8I/AAAAAAAACaY/x_n6iHbutmU/s400/jake.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brad. The Jensen dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni_o_RALZg4/TrciXWorVlI/AAAAAAAACaA/f66f80QDj8g/s1600/brad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ni_o_RALZg4/TrciXWorVlI/AAAAAAAACaA/f66f80QDj8g/s400/brad.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Runner 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Larry. One legged Larry. And I must say that I am proud to call him my Father in Law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jyPr0zmmdA/TrciihgY-_I/AAAAAAAACag/pJQXpGlwVUs/s1600/larry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jyPr0zmmdA/TrciihgY-_I/AAAAAAAACag/pJQXpGlwVUs/s400/larry.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, I don't have a group picture at the finish line, but it was amazing to see the support of everyone on this team. Trent on a few occasions ran along side a couple of team mates when they were struggling. Brad and Trent picked up additional legs when one of our people was out with an injury. I heard numerous times and witnessed&amp;nbsp;how kind&amp;nbsp;everyone was to eachother.&amp;nbsp;Jake and Candice for opening up their entire house to us. Our team volunteer, Jenny. We had the whole Jensen family show up to suuport all the runners with the loudest cheering and words of encouragement ever.&amp;nbsp;We had a hard core team captain that stepped up and made sure we were all ready and taken care of. And I would be ungrateful if I didn't mention the help with all the kids back in STG from Holly and Luke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This {again} was one of the best running experiences I've had. I am so lucky to associate with such wonderful hard working people that also know how to have a good time. It's interesting that such hard work can be so rewarding. There were many physically hard and emotionally wonderful times had on this course and I love that I was a able to run on such an amazing team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mX1ZvW93mgY/Trci_3SoPkI/AAAAAAAACbA/DYLiNyum83E/s1600/bonk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mX1ZvW93mgY/Trci_3SoPkI/AAAAAAAACbA/DYLiNyum83E/s640/bonk.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See what I mean about the awesome support? Our team had the best fans out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gt3seYADPg/TrciVWj_oSI/AAAAAAAACZ4/7H6tFd6xCOM/s1600/bonkfans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gt3seYADPg/TrciVWj_oSI/AAAAAAAACZ4/7H6tFd6xCOM/s640/bonkfans.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the great run team BONK! See you in April for So Cal Ragnar! Woo Woo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5802060775456573025?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5802060775456573025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5802060775456573025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5802060775456573025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5802060775456573025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-as-long-as-this-race.html' title='Post as long as this race'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEvgVehjMZE/TrcizCXZpcI/AAAAAAAACaw/yx_cgPnKjOg/s72-c/IMG_8806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8777430429380685052</id><published>2011-10-20T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:04:20.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Boo-ed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew691jNUywE/TqTxaqAzluI/AAAAAAAACYE/sLGVQd5JylE/s1600/DSC01414-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew691jNUywE/TqTxaqAzluI/AAAAAAAACYE/sLGVQd5JylE/s640/DSC01414-1.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think this is what brought Oliver out of his sickness. He loved it. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8777430429380685052?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8777430429380685052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8777430429380685052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8777430429380685052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8777430429380685052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/boo-ed.html' title='&quot;Boo-ed&quot;'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew691jNUywE/TqTxaqAzluI/AAAAAAAACYE/sLGVQd5JylE/s72-c/DSC01414-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4762187403270387928</id><published>2011-10-18T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T18:31:00.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Filthy Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how&amp;nbsp;Oliver has&amp;nbsp;been spending the last 24 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOkxexahjAo/Tp3C9_OQssI/AAAAAAAACX4/uaQVc0Q4QB0/s1600/DSC01404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOkxexahjAo/Tp3C9_OQssI/AAAAAAAACX4/uaQVc0Q4QB0/s640/DSC01404.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got him home yesterday after picking him up from Grandma Lily's house and running some errands. He wasn't acting like his usual self ﻿and when I got home, he asked right away for his throw up bowl. The rest of the night was spent taking multiple&amp;nbsp;temperature reading, snuggling on the couch, refilling juice cups, watching movies, throwing up&amp;nbsp;and just trying to feel better. This morning Oliver was a little&amp;nbsp;better, but he still&amp;nbsp;had the shivers, diarrhea, and was achy. Poor guy. Let's hope he feels better by tomorrow when we're suppose to go out of town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-4762187403270387928?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4762187403270387928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4762187403270387928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4762187403270387928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4762187403270387928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/filthy-flu.html' title='The Filthy Flu'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOkxexahjAo/Tp3C9_OQssI/AAAAAAAACX4/uaQVc0Q4QB0/s72-c/DSC01404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8337395445022336967</id><published>2011-10-16T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:56:16.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreadlock Rasta No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's true. I no longer have the dreads. I really struggled with the decision to take them out because I loved them so much. I didn't have an epiphany or feel guilt or unrighteous about having them, No, not at all. I just couldn't keep them up like I wanted to. Long dreads and tough. My dreads started to get grossly matted together in the back and it was just not cute anymore and required a lot of TLC. Seriously, who knew?&amp;nbsp;So I started the long dread lock removal process.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With a little bit of this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmuUV_IeXcU/Tp25HfJ0lZI/AAAAAAAACXg/CWJWJxcdKFg/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmuUV_IeXcU/Tp25HfJ0lZI/AAAAAAAACXg/CWJWJxcdKFg/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A LOT of this...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfE7GwLzsz4/Tp25KBLh9uI/AAAAAAAACXo/-AaeC6Yt_ls/s1600/IMG_1017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KfE7GwLzsz4/Tp25KBLh9uI/AAAAAAAACXo/-AaeC6Yt_ls/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And ever MORE of this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Yvg_MMgeM/Tp25MmklElI/AAAAAAAACXw/ynZWAcsf6Y0/s1600/IMG_1018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_Yvg_MMgeM/Tp25MmklElI/AAAAAAAACXw/ynZWAcsf6Y0/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was able to look normal again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MFIWXhBtO4/Tp25BuCjfaI/AAAAAAAACXY/M3KMTDag-bU/s1600/DSC01391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="441" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9MFIWXhBtO4/Tp25BuCjfaI/AAAAAAAACXY/M3KMTDag-bU/s640/DSC01391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily my hair wasn't too damaged and I didn't have to shave my head like I had initially thought I would. It took me a total of 3 weeks to get them all out. Each dread lock took an average of an hour to comb out and that hair ball up there was what I took out&amp;nbsp;PER dread. SO gross. The best part was washing my hair and actually being able to brush it. It&amp;nbsp;was heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Many people have asked me if I would ever do it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My response, ABSOLUTELY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8337395445022336967?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8337395445022336967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8337395445022336967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8337395445022336967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8337395445022336967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/dreadlock-rasta-no-more.html' title='Dreadlock Rasta No More'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmuUV_IeXcU/Tp25HfJ0lZI/AAAAAAAACXg/CWJWJxcdKFg/s72-c/IMG_1016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3600203976285090147</id><published>2011-10-15T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:52:26.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What would the Halloween&amp;nbsp;season be without going to&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;murder mystery party???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it wouldn't feel like Halloween that's for sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My good friend Brittany has been pulling this off for 3 years in a row now, with some ladies in our ward. It really is something to look forward to around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year the theme was&amp;nbsp;The Psycho Circus and I loved that everyone got into it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AetalfKbLME/Tp0q-jJC14I/AAAAAAAACXA/Qj1_5UcG0Mg/s400/mm111.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some memorable things that I would not want to forget...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Julie's 5 different amazing accents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris and her never ending sneezing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You, I mean &lt;em&gt;I..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debra's gloves...and other props&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bearded woman disguised as a man impersonating a woman...Jenny, you rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the amazing food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barbra Bishop acting like a wolf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Brittany is that you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey being possessed by Reginald&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ginger's outburst at Ima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Laughing to tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DV6A06D4iR8/Tp0rA9w-1XI/AAAAAAAACXI/pqBMW511kfQ/s1600/mm11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DV6A06D4iR8/Tp0rA9w-1XI/AAAAAAAACXI/pqBMW511kfQ/s640/mm11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cast... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Julie- Yvonne A. Target- Knife Thrower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly- Ima Target- Knife Thrower's Assistant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suzann- Mack M. Laffe - Clown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jenny- Barbara - Bearded Lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ginger- Harriette - Horse Trainer and Rider&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris- Leo - The Lion Tamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily- Serpentine - The Snake Charmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kim- Bab 'the barker' - Draws in the crowds with her yelling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barbara- Tammy Twist - Contortionist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celia- Tuppence Twist - Trapeze Artist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Springer- Samson- The Strongwoman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Audrey- Claire Voyante - Fortune teller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jodi- Ariel Sky - Acrobat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Janet- Tossa M. High - Juggler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeannine- Lena Line - Tight Rope Walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Debra- Dr. Doolittle - Circus Vet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catherine- Cat Chemall - Juggler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joslin- Ellie - The Elephant Tamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKdm3IxBa-M/Tp0rE1NO8VI/AAAAAAAACXQ/8GQlyK12ZfI/s1600/mm112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKdm3IxBa-M/Tp0rE1NO8VI/AAAAAAAACXQ/8GQlyK12ZfI/s640/mm112.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a fun time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A big thank you to Jenny and Brittany for putting this all&amp;nbsp;together.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3600203976285090147?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3600203976285090147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3600203976285090147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3600203976285090147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3600203976285090147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/psychos.html' title='Psychos!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AetalfKbLME/Tp0q-jJC14I/AAAAAAAACXA/Qj1_5UcG0Mg/s72-c/mm111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8004296656786246618</id><published>2011-10-09T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T01:15:16.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We LOVE our bodies!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just like last year, Wendy and I ran in the Wasatch Women 10K also known as the Love Your Body race...but I think that's kind of funny to tell people that we are running in&amp;nbsp;a race called&amp;nbsp;Love Your Body, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, This year Lindsay and her SIL, Megan&amp;nbsp;joined us. So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to admit that I was a little worried about the sudden cold weather, but it ended up being just perfect AND the fact that there weren't crowds of people was pretty nice too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpZhOADJatM/Tp0jxUL9yUI/AAAAAAAACWg/LKIWN3SMpp8/s1600/IMG_5946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpZhOADJatM/Tp0jxUL9yUI/AAAAAAAACWg/LKIWN3SMpp8/s640/IMG_5946.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I thought that our group did an awesome job. All I wanted to do was beat my time from last year, and I did by a whole 2 minutes. It still wasn't my best run, but you won't hear any complaints from me. Fun part about this race was that my sister and I were neck and neck the whole time and we only finished 30 seconds apart. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq1QD6zGfS4/Tp0jqEsTrJI/AAAAAAAACWY/XzUF05FT7Jk/s1600/lyb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq1QD6zGfS4/Tp0jqEsTrJI/AAAAAAAACWY/XzUF05FT7Jk/s640/lyb.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We must had been on a runners high because we were taking pictures and making the oddest poses...Ahem Lindsay and Megan ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFoT6F8S-a8/Tp0jhXl3hiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/LMnrkhR4TDU/s1600/LYB2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lFoT6F8S-a8/Tp0jhXl3hiI/AAAAAAAACWQ/LMnrkhR4TDU/s400/LYB2011.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a photo that I found online. I don't usually smile like this when I run, in fact I know I look terrible when I run,&amp;nbsp;but I had just ran past Oliver and Luke cheering me on in the crowd. Love Love Love them for supporting me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up...Ragnar Vegas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8004296656786246618?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8004296656786246618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8004296656786246618&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8004296656786246618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8004296656786246618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-love-our-bodies.html' title='We LOVE our bodies!!!!!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CpZhOADJatM/Tp0jxUL9yUI/AAAAAAAACWg/LKIWN3SMpp8/s72-c/IMG_5946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7266159843326368323</id><published>2011-10-03T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:39:26.398-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver'/><title type='text'>BIG NEWS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OLIVER IS POTTY TRAINED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgy2AmDtH0Y/Tpzx8vzSypI/AAAAAAAACWI/_ZhBF0yk9kI/s1600/IMG_8567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgy2AmDtH0Y/Tpzx8vzSypI/AAAAAAAACWI/_ZhBF0yk9kI/s1600/IMG_8567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We headed down to STG for conference weekend and Luke had the idea at the very last minute, in fact it was right as we were walking out the door, to grab Oliver's underwear and try to potty train him while we were away. Well, since we were both going to be with him all weekend, it turned out to be the best idea ever. Oliver actually was the one to tell us that he needed to go potty.&amp;nbsp; For weeks, Luke had promised him that he would take him to the store to buy him a toy if he goes poops. So it was a huge surprise when Oliver and I walked out of Don Pedro's public bathroom to tell Luke that Oliver went poops.&amp;nbsp;After dinner that night,&amp;nbsp;we took him to the store to buy him some super hero's {Thor and Hulk}﻿. Oliver loved this and loved all the hip hip hoorays, high fives and words of encouragement from everyone down in St. George. It was pretty awesome. We are officially diaper free!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Picture taken in Grandma Holly's tub the night after he went poops for the first time. Gotta love taking your kids to those public restrooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7266159843326368323?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7266159843326368323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7266159843326368323&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7266159843326368323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7266159843326368323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS!!!!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgy2AmDtH0Y/Tpzx8vzSypI/AAAAAAAACWI/_ZhBF0yk9kI/s72-c/IMG_8567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1174897998295948750</id><published>2011-10-01T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T21:20:31.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I killed bees....A lot of bees. In fact I counted 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was all because of Costco. You see we were trying to buy some flats of soda for the school and Costco for some reason has a problem with carrying flats of soda that don't explode. Well explode they did. Twice. And twice in my friends Lexus white interior. No Bueno. So after a&amp;nbsp;huge mess, we just threw them in my driveway and I left them there to&amp;nbsp;be cleaned up later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well later was a couple days later and when I went to hose the driveway down, there were so many honey bees collecting the syrup.&amp;nbsp;It was so sad to have to drown out these bees. Really, I was near tears I felt so bad. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDsPw6quozo/Tpzo9XQoLlI/AAAAAAAACWA/alEXJ-KzKkQ/s1600/IMG_8558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDsPw6quozo/Tpzo9XQoLlI/AAAAAAAACWA/alEXJ-KzKkQ/s400/IMG_8558.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06_jhgeVeuY/TpzmZgs77lI/AAAAAAAACVw/q7Y5_zj-qnQ/s1600/IMG_8555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06_jhgeVeuY/TpzmZgs77lI/AAAAAAAACVw/q7Y5_zj-qnQ/s400/IMG_8555.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjFuj92aZ6E/TpzmanEGrPI/AAAAAAAACV4/JKQsiZjCMy4/s1600/IMG_8554-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hjFuj92aZ6E/TpzmanEGrPI/AAAAAAAACV4/JKQsiZjCMy4/s400/IMG_8554-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All dead because of this sweet poison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUHzb_JCLa0/TpzmW1xAz9I/AAAAAAAACVg/H5QXvfmC8fE/s1600/IMG_8560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUHzb_JCLa0/TpzmW1xAz9I/AAAAAAAACVg/H5QXvfmC8fE/s640/IMG_8560.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One did make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;about an hour after I went outside to see the massacre and to my surprise, there was one shaking off her wings and brushing off her legs of all wetness and I saw her fly away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvaHFbrJyDE/TpzmU79SxjI/AAAAAAAACVY/wQeEH__qSkM/s1600/IMG_8563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvaHFbrJyDE/TpzmU79SxjI/AAAAAAAACVY/wQeEH__qSkM/s1600/IMG_8563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It lightened my heart just a little, but still. I am officially&amp;nbsp;a bee killer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1174897998295948750?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1174897998295948750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1174897998295948750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1174897998295948750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1174897998295948750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/10/massacre.html' title='The Massacre'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDsPw6quozo/Tpzo9XQoLlI/AAAAAAAACWA/alEXJ-KzKkQ/s72-c/IMG_8558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1368588747333836115</id><published>2011-09-20T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:19:27.471-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oliver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>The par-tay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver's party was something that kept getting pushed back further and further, so Luke and I finally buckled down and picked a {late} date. September 19th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided on a simple party which included&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Pinata...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwbNwOwMXDI/TpzfGQ5kMUI/AAAAAAAACVQ/m_7PJXhGN-8/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664647730033865026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwbNwOwMXDI/TpzfGQ5kMUI/AAAAAAAACVQ/m_7PJXhGN-8/s400/IMG_8512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBdEVNB0nys/TpzfGCdgOoI/AAAAAAAACVA/I2_Sd5G-f5A/s1600/IMG_8532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664647726158068354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBdEVNB0nys/TpzfGCdgOoI/AAAAAAAACVA/I2_Sd5G-f5A/s400/IMG_8532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had cake and ice cream but only have video of that. We loved having a small party with our families. They are so good to Oliver and he loves them all very much. Thanks for coming out to Celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZceBUW5-2bQ/TpzfF6k4jfI/AAAAAAAACU4/nd4ZpdEqTwA/s1600/IMG_8548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664647724041539058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZceBUW5-2bQ/TpzfF6k4jfI/AAAAAAAACU4/nd4ZpdEqTwA/s400/IMG_8548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Oliver playing with a couple of his gifts. He even requested to sleep with his new gifts...Whatever you say Birthday Boy!&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/3049825997203219852-1368588747333836115?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1368588747333836115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1368588747333836115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1368588747333836115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1368588747333836115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/par-tay.html' title='The par-tay!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwbNwOwMXDI/TpzfGQ5kMUI/AAAAAAAACVQ/m_7PJXhGN-8/s72-c/IMG_8512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7680409977931405664</id><published>2011-09-12T22:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:49:08.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Fwee"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLIVER TURNS THREE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We have been talking to Oliver about his Birthday for a few weeks now and he hasn't showed much excitement &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(That could be because we have been telling him that he's going to be 3 so he needs to go on the potty...I'm sure that terrifies him and therefor so does being 3). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really wanted him to understand that Birthday's are a big deal and should be celebrated and exciting so I decided to spoil him today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;First on the list...Junk for breakfast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytU5iW6EB4/Tm7kIb950dI/AAAAAAAACQ4/4r-VsvFuxno/s1600/IMG_8397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651705415994036690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytU5iW6EB4/Tm7kIb950dI/AAAAAAAACQ4/4r-VsvFuxno/s400/IMG_8397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I asked Oliver what he wanted for breakfast and he said a cinnamon roll. You've got it Birthday Boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then, before Luke went to work, he gave Oliver his birthday present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Super Hero's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bSU5kE4G5Hw/Tm7kIDl_XPI/AAAAAAAACQw/4BTjqesBBio/s1600/IMG_8400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651705409451285746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bSU5kE4G5Hw/Tm7kIDl_XPI/AAAAAAAACQw/4BTjqesBBio/s400/IMG_8400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Oliver loved them and could even name them all...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hulk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thor&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Captain America&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I asked Oliver what he wanted to do today and he said "Go to the Zooooo!!" He's been wanting to go to the zoo all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBd8BWkRCw0/Tm7jqY8sh1I/AAAAAAAACQo/CcXhDQefhGc/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651704899787589458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBd8BWkRCw0/Tm7jqY8sh1I/AAAAAAAACQo/CcXhDQefhGc/s400/31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Wendy, Kat and Jack came along with us. The animals were so active today, the weather was perfect, we rode on the train, bought a "Zoo Poo" book &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(for potty training purposes of course)&lt;/span&gt; and a mini giraffe for Jack and mini Elephant for O, AND had such a good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After being treated to lunch at Wendy's and taking a nap, we went out again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This time...A movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5L3AELja2kI/Tm7jqDibWaI/AAAAAAAACQg/m0z0FPOYfZM/s1600/oliver%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651704894040267170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5L3AELja2kI/Tm7jqDibWaI/AAAAAAAACQg/m0z0FPOYfZM/s400/oliver%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; This was Oliver's first time ever going to see a movie at the Movie Theater. I wasn't sure how he would do, but he did pretty good. Sadly, we didn't have a good choice of movie anywhere so we settled for "Zoo Keeper" at the dollar theater...thinking this would have him hooked. Eh, it wasn't great for his age and towards the end he just wanted to go play the games that he saw out in the foyer, BUT we made it through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh! AND he literally ate half the bucket of popcorn. Seriously, he had more than I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As soon as the movie was over, Oliver asked me if it was time for the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck yeah it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm0XXch6uz4/Tm7jp_RTGxI/AAAAAAAACQY/2saBtCSUmvg/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651704892894681874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm0XXch6uz4/Tm7jp_RTGxI/AAAAAAAACQY/2saBtCSUmvg/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He had to make sure he went from one game to the next testing out the equipment and making sure to kill the monsters. He loved this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally made it home and when we did, we found a nice surprise waiting for Oliver at our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Birthday Balloon and M&amp;amp;M's from Aubry &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Or "Bobwy" as Oliver likes to call her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZueBj_EWzqc/Tm7jpR5ZcHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/etgC5QNvboY/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651704880714838130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZueBj_EWzqc/Tm7jpR5ZcHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/etgC5QNvboY/s400/32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He LOVED it and was all smiles. After getting ready for bed, I told him he could wait up until Dad got home before he had to go to bed. Of course he had to get his super hero's, blanket, balloons and M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dad got home, we tucked him in with his hero's and called it a {long} day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbilihtxhVs/Tm7jpJPOsWI/AAAAAAAACQI/nv4y7d4I14s/s1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651704878390489442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QbilihtxhVs/Tm7jpJPOsWI/AAAAAAAACQI/nv4y7d4I14s/s400/33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I don't know what I may have done to be blessed with such an incredible child like Oliver. He means the world to me and makes me look at life in a whole new light. He makes me smile everyday and helps me to love more than I thought possible. These past three years have gone by in what seems a blink of an eye and it feels like it was just yesterday when I was holding this precious gift in my arms for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oliver, we love love LOVE you. You are seriously the most rad boy around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/3049825997203219852-7680409977931405664?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7680409977931405664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7680409977931405664&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7680409977931405664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7680409977931405664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-fwee.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Fwee&quot;'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ytU5iW6EB4/Tm7kIb950dI/AAAAAAAACQ4/4r-VsvFuxno/s72-c/IMG_8397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4056473785658859910</id><published>2011-09-10T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:19:44.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SLFM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the many things that we love about summer time is going to the Farmers Market in Salt Lake. We hadn't gone all summer until this weekend which actually turned out to be pretty good because it wasn't too crowded and the weather was nice. We had some delicious local lunch, saw a bazillion dogs...Oliver loved that, got O the coolest balloon motercycle, Watched some drumming and enjoyed seeing what people were selling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vh1ydTwi_Zc/Tm7zy5g9LcI/AAAAAAAACRI/7aWJjI7XQlk/s1600/fm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651722638154608066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vh1ydTwi_Zc/Tm7zy5g9LcI/AAAAAAAACRI/7aWJjI7XQlk/s400/fm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-4056473785658859910?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4056473785658859910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4056473785658859910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4056473785658859910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4056473785658859910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/slfm.html' title='SLFM'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vh1ydTwi_Zc/Tm7zy5g9LcI/AAAAAAAACRI/7aWJjI7XQlk/s72-c/fm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7207190125181946692</id><published>2011-09-09T00:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:08:06.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Baker Boys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHHIR4rrLMQ/Tm7xxnTi4YI/AAAAAAAACRA/NY0AoeGlo0U/s1600/IMG_8372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651720417063395714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHHIR4rrLMQ/Tm7xxnTi4YI/AAAAAAAACRA/NY0AoeGlo0U/s400/IMG_8372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Tonight we went to Kade and Spencer's combined Birthday Party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The theme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Grafitti/Tag Party! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What better way to finish off the night by making sure they were the ones that got tagged all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank you Jonny and Taleesha for having us over to celebrate these awesome boys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7207190125181946692?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7207190125181946692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7207190125181946692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7207190125181946692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7207190125181946692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bHHIR4rrLMQ/Tm7xxnTi4YI/AAAAAAAACRA/NY0AoeGlo0U/s72-c/IMG_8372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2010447341225507560</id><published>2011-09-05T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:14:23.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake Half Marathon- Relay Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever heard of the Salt Lake Half Marathon Relay? Well I hadn't until Brooke and I were looking for a race to sign up for after we had finished the Deseret News races. We thought we would try to get Amy to do this one with us and to our surprise, she said okay. We even bought shirts to match Brooke's and our official name was &lt;strong&gt;2 Runners and a Wimp&lt;/strong&gt; {Brooke came up with it}.BUT, after Amy ran her impressive {real} half Marathon, she was out with a stress fracture. Lame injuries! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily, we got Heidi to run with us, and unlucky for her, she got dealt the crap card when we found out that her 4 mile run, was 95% uphill. We even thought we were being nice by not giving her the long run, but did this stop her from kicking serious butt? Nope. I was up next and to be honest, was pretty nervous since I had been getting {stomach} sick a lot lately, but as I ran, I felt awesome! My run was downhill for 5.70 miles and although my legs were getting tired, I ran my best finishing in 49:22.Yeeah! Brooke was up next and also did amazingly. No WIMPS here. Seriously, I don't know why, but Jensen's can run! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW-cq7FUzGk/TmWkgS2kByI/AAAAAAAACQA/z_hvNeIuCBM/s1600/relay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649102182329616162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW-cq7FUzGk/TmWkgS2kByI/AAAAAAAACQA/z_hvNeIuCBM/s400/relay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ended with a time of 2:14:48 and placed 12th overall and 3rd for the female division. Not bad eh? I had so much fun running this race and enjoyed the cooler weather in the mountains with a couple of my fellow {upcoming} Ragnar Vegas teammates. Only 46 more days...but, really, who's counting???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2010447341225507560?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2010447341225507560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2010447341225507560&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2010447341225507560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2010447341225507560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/salt-lake-half-marathon-relay-edition.html' title='Salt Lake Half Marathon- Relay Edition'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW-cq7FUzGk/TmWkgS2kByI/AAAAAAAACQA/z_hvNeIuCBM/s72-c/relay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1183075262271013192</id><published>2011-09-01T19:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:05:15.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy {transition into fall} Month!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love that we are back to the month of September. Good things tend to happen in September, so in order to celebrate a new month, I thought I'd post one of my latest favorite recipes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jE3kwZKb5kY/TmBdBaaxPPI/AAAAAAAACP4/CMKmKvE5Z5o/s1600/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647616211575454962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jE3kwZKb5kY/TmBdBaaxPPI/AAAAAAAACP4/CMKmKvE5Z5o/s400/DSC01345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow Zucchini Bread &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 1/2 Cups of All Purpose Flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 1/2 Teaspoons Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Teaspoon on Ground Nutmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 Teaspoon Baking Soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Teaspoon Ground Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3 Cups Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Cup Vegetable oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1/3 Cup Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2 Cups Grated Zucchini (yellow or green)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Teaspoon Lemon Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 Cup Chopped Pecans or walnuts (Optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Preheat oven to 350 Degrees F. In a large bowl, combine flour, salt, nutmeg, baking soda, cinnamon and sugar. In a separate bowl, combine eggs, oil, water, zucchini, and lemon juice. Mix wet ingredients into dry and fold in nuts. Bake in loaf pans of your choice, sprayed with (a generous amount of) non-stick spray in the oven for 45 minutes or until tester comes out clean. (for mini loaves, I cook for 45 min. For regular sized loaves, I kept them in for 1 hour). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QogTgaqBQdk/TmBdBQehu5I/AAAAAAAACPw/LGkbAVxZn_0/s1600/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647616208906861458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QogTgaqBQdk/TmBdBQehu5I/AAAAAAAACPw/LGkbAVxZn_0/s400/DSC01346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have a picture of the finished product. We devour this yummy goodness as soon as we can get our hands on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Happy September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1183075262271013192?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1183075262271013192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1183075262271013192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1183075262271013192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1183075262271013192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-transition-into-fall-month.html' title='Happy {transition into fall} Month!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jE3kwZKb5kY/TmBdBaaxPPI/AAAAAAAACP4/CMKmKvE5Z5o/s72-c/DSC01345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8391502421979172805</id><published>2011-08-28T13:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T13:47:00.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BT Sandwiches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever had one with fresh garden tomatoes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke and I have already had this meal 4 times in the past week. &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_5645991084483256562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq6Rm2E75R8/TlqW-kOloPI/AAAAAAAACPg/niZkRDh7ZjE/s400/tom1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all you need are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-2 pieces of toasted bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Miracle whip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Fresh tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Crispy hot bacon (I recommend baking it in the oven)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Salt and Pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645991088233918850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9n1Ji7_5yI/TlqW-yM0MYI/AAAAAAAACPo/OJZNUaKdcaM/s400/tom.jpg" /&gt; Obviously I don't care how many calories this delicious sandwich has because every time, my plate ends up looking like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDk7cC6aSqI/TlqW-BmL-XI/AAAAAAAACPY/EcsEbxSeYgk/s1600/tom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645991075186997618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDk7cC6aSqI/TlqW-BmL-XI/AAAAAAAACPY/EcsEbxSeYgk/s400/tom2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And let's face it. Nothing beats a fresh red juicy tomato picked right out of your own garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-8391502421979172805?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8391502421979172805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8391502421979172805&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8391502421979172805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8391502421979172805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/08/bt-sandwiches.html' title='BT Sandwiches'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq6Rm2E75R8/TlqW-kOloPI/AAAAAAAACPg/niZkRDh7ZjE/s72-c/tom1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-621582672650821256</id><published>2011-08-25T00:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:19:45.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knotty girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in July, I helped Oakley do something that very few 5 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; would never actually do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Es1YvPmn4/TlXmZ99VM9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/Wuty4iFtRi8/s1600/dl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644671041781707730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Es1YvPmn4/TlXmZ99VM9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/Wuty4iFtRi8/s400/dl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DREADLOCKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a lot of convincing, Oakley decided that she wanted to get her hair done. We set a date and planned out the entire afternoon. I don't know who was more excited out of her, her parents or myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXJiL_pj4h8/TlXmZ7I7yLI/AAAAAAAACPI/FELPDH7ptc4/s1600/dl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644671041025067186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXJiL_pj4h8/TlXmZ7I7yLI/AAAAAAAACPI/FELPDH7ptc4/s400/dl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DURING:&lt;br /&gt;A couple hours into the backcombing, twisting and rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caTGKKNGhZM/TlXmZmiTCXI/AAAAAAAACPA/lHlytGaXRik/s1600/dl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644671035494304114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caTGKKNGhZM/TlXmZmiTCXI/AAAAAAAACPA/lHlytGaXRik/s400/dl3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few hours into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HO3NxnGmKu0/TlXmN-8xSWI/AAAAAAAACO4/mCCIPj_ccuA/s1600/dl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644670835889359202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HO3NxnGmKu0/TlXmN-8xSWI/AAAAAAAACO4/mCCIPj_ccuA/s400/dl4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rth7Mu8MIVw/TlXmNk7cNUI/AAAAAAAACOw/sbiG0rBRLCY/s1600/dl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644670828904461634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rth7Mu8MIVw/TlXmNk7cNUI/AAAAAAAACOw/sbiG0rBRLCY/s400/dl5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally done...for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made a deal that we would take Oaks so Texas Road house for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7AJGyNB1mQ/TlXmNa3CdWI/AAAAAAAACOo/OYTD-gMU3es/s1600/dl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644670826201642338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7AJGyNB1mQ/TlXmNa3CdWI/AAAAAAAACOo/OYTD-gMU3es/s400/dl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Followed by some ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihz_nV4ySTY/TlXmNVvZeZI/AAAAAAAACOg/-PqFGF4FIuo/s1600/dl7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644670824827419026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihz_nV4ySTY/TlXmNVvZeZI/AAAAAAAACOg/-PqFGF4FIuo/s400/dl7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...Shopping for some headbands, AND a sleepover. I'd say this girl sure knows how to make a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Oakley, I love her hair and everything about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn9gyAn9vVs/TlXmNPH1hbI/AAAAAAAACOY/BZ9hCFgiRxU/s1600/dl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644670823050872242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zn9gyAn9vVs/TlXmNPH1hbI/AAAAAAAACOY/BZ9hCFgiRxU/s400/dl8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't she just the cutest little dread head you've ever seen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-621582672650821256?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/621582672650821256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=621582672650821256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/621582672650821256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/621582672650821256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/08/knotty-girl.html' title='Knotty girl'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Es1YvPmn4/TlXmZ99VM9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/Wuty4iFtRi8/s72-c/dl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2095277934060761075</id><published>2011-08-21T23:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:44:44.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;August 21, 2004-August 21, 2011...and counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gR7UVzsHpmY/TlXf4yuMzNI/AAAAAAAACOQ/01yA_MlYYvA/s1600/IMG_8033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644663874760002770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gR7UVzsHpmY/TlXf4yuMzNI/AAAAAAAACOQ/01yA_MlYYvA/s400/IMG_8033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo taken July 23 2011 @ Bountiful Handcart Days Fair)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 7 years to my best friend. I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2095277934060761075?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2095277934060761075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2095277934060761075&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2095277934060761075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2095277934060761075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/08/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gR7UVzsHpmY/TlXf4yuMzNI/AAAAAAAACOQ/01yA_MlYYvA/s72-c/IMG_8033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-470026710275880608</id><published>2011-08-18T21:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:24:15.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snugle bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boy is growing up way too fast. Can you believe that next month he'll be turning 3?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zh6UXoTkHk/Tk3U2_bxqlI/AAAAAAAACOI/v-MvG8Ja_rs/s1600/cuddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642399949371058770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zh6UXoTkHk/Tk3U2_bxqlI/AAAAAAAACOI/v-MvG8Ja_rs/s400/cuddle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I better sneak in as much cuddle time as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-470026710275880608?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/470026710275880608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=470026710275880608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/470026710275880608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/470026710275880608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/08/snugle-bear.html' title='Snugle bear'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zh6UXoTkHk/Tk3U2_bxqlI/AAAAAAAACOI/v-MvG8Ja_rs/s72-c/cuddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1278033644063142017</id><published>2011-08-15T22:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:07:39.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers? Sisters? Cousins?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am way WAY behind on my blogging and I plan on getting caught up. Promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight while I was going through my pictures, I saw this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew and Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641312081684183346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax8xhDeNCLw/Tkn3cwfnuTI/AAAAAAAACN4/_7qYmXamq-U/s400/IMG_7295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver and Andrew have always been good buddies and maybe it due to the fact that they look a lot alike. Their baby pictures are fun to go through because they look like they could really could be brothers. They even have similar personalities. It's a little weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I found this picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oakley and Oliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641312084282099074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vq0Ke9zpY_c/Tkn3c6LAxYI/AAAAAAAACOA/j6Pw1r7Yvew/s400/IMG_8022.JPG" /&gt; Is it just me or do they look like they could totally be brother and sister? Maybe it's the matching shirts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe it's because he's with them so much that he's just starting to resemble them. Good thing they are so stinkin' cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-1278033644063142017?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1278033644063142017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1278033644063142017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1278033644063142017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1278033644063142017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/08/brothers-sisters-cousins.html' title='Brothers? Sisters? Cousins?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax8xhDeNCLw/Tkn3cwfnuTI/AAAAAAAACN4/_7qYmXamq-U/s72-c/IMG_7295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7519478087930579408</id><published>2011-07-12T06:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T06:12:00.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Duh Kim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWKospdpoEI/ThehucMMBlI/AAAAAAAACNs/uifcJyjkkc8/s1600/IMG_7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627144078636090962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWKospdpoEI/ThehucMMBlI/AAAAAAAACNs/uifcJyjkkc8/s400/IMG_7748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Oliver knew I didn't get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7519478087930579408?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7519478087930579408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7519478087930579408&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7519478087930579408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7519478087930579408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWKospdpoEI/ThehucMMBlI/AAAAAAAACNs/uifcJyjkkc8/s72-c/IMG_7748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3198656140869814902</id><published>2011-07-11T06:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:13:02.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the many reasons I love Luke is because he makes me laugh. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTzHtl9g91Y/Thef4Ck1ONI/AAAAAAAACNk/IxFe-QmkGE4/s1600/IMG_7751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627142044535568594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTzHtl9g91Y/Thef4Ck1ONI/AAAAAAAACNk/IxFe-QmkGE4/s400/IMG_7751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here he is in the middle of the night being caught with the camera....and my robe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3198656140869814902?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3198656140869814902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3198656140869814902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3198656140869814902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3198656140869814902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/07/caught.html' title='Caught!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTzHtl9g91Y/Thef4Ck1ONI/AAAAAAAACNk/IxFe-QmkGE4/s72-c/IMG_7751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3215117742629275372</id><published>2011-07-09T06:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T06:11:00.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Potty Training Sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik3ZA7Jg_ng/Thedg-bLK8I/AAAAAAAACNc/ZVQa9w6m4JE/s1600/IMG_7814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627139449261075394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik3ZA7Jg_ng/Thedg-bLK8I/AAAAAAAACNc/ZVQa9w6m4JE/s400/IMG_7814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Oliver hates it just as much as I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far, I've only been able to get him to sit on the potty, but nothing has gone&lt;em&gt; in&lt;/em&gt; the potty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought that letting him read this book would inspire him, but now he only wants to go so he can read. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{and I only let him ready this book when he goes}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wet underwear, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3215117742629275372?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3215117742629275372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3215117742629275372&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3215117742629275372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3215117742629275372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/07/ugh.html' title='Ugh...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik3ZA7Jg_ng/Thedg-bLK8I/AAAAAAAACNc/ZVQa9w6m4JE/s72-c/IMG_7814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3929908820709188009</id><published>2011-07-08T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:44:55.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls {much needed} Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ginger and I had been talking about taking a girls trip. This meant no kids, no husbands, no big plans, just hanging out in the sun and having a relaxing vacation. And that's exactly what we did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVED it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePLd8gJdQag/ThchhPUNv6I/AAAAAAAACNU/rl3tngXHOCU/s1600/gingy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003114353442722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePLd8gJdQag/ThchhPUNv6I/AAAAAAAACNU/rl3tngXHOCU/s400/gingy4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course there was a lot of pool time. Since we didn't have a pool at our house, we went and found one....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and snuck in.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had a good laugh when a couple of 18 year old guys asked us if we "partied". Nope, not really unless it's our kids birthday party&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While at the pool, I also got stung by a bee right on the inner thigh region. It hurt, but poor bee, it wasn't her fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heck, I'd sting me too if my thighs were about to squish me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEU5iS3F2TM/Thchgy7kVSI/AAAAAAAACNM/lFoWCgv4A9k/s1600/gingy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003106733872418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEU5iS3F2TM/Thchgy7kVSI/AAAAAAAACNM/lFoWCgv4A9k/s400/gingy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also went and got a pedicure. I had only had one once before 7 years ago right before my wedding. I liked it, but never really thought to pay the dough to get another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me just say, it was NOT worth it. Ginger had a the roughest and toughest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Asian&lt;/span&gt; man rubbing her legs and feet raw, and I wasn't too impressed with my lady stopping every minute to answer the phone and write it her appointment book. Serves us right for going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to do this. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vA8JmMzEHJo/ThchgC0et4I/AAAAAAAACNE/6pbY8BTiP5I/s1600/gingy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003093819242370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vA8JmMzEHJo/ThchgC0et4I/AAAAAAAACNE/6pbY8BTiP5I/s400/gingy1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to do something different and so we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Grease&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tuachan&lt;/span&gt; theater. It was pretty good and I loved being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; all that red rock outdoors. At one point we thought we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; going to be able to get tickets but we finally did and it was so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wait a while to get out of the parking lot and what do you do when 3 girls have a camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pl6Hd-JlR3A/ThchfgNeeaI/AAAAAAAACM8/3u6sCbJYyq8/s1600/gingy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003084528843170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pl6Hd-JlR3A/ThchfgNeeaI/AAAAAAAACM8/3u6sCbJYyq8/s400/gingy3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a photo shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did a lot more on this trip than we have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of. Just to name a few things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Golf ball hunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Movie watching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Staying up until 3 talking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Eating...a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Getting lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ginger scaring me EVERYDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sleeping in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Relaxing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgXUWvfvB7w/ThchfOnMMiI/AAAAAAAACM0/ttDUQZj9nXg/s1600/IMG_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627003079804858914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgXUWvfvB7w/ThchfOnMMiI/AAAAAAAACM0/ttDUQZj9nXg/s400/IMG_1916.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt; this trip was so much fun and I'm so happy that Ginger and I made this happen. Girl time was very much needed for both of us and it was the perfect getaway. Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ging (and Veigels)&lt;/span&gt;! Until next year.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3929908820709188009?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3929908820709188009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3929908820709188009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3929908820709188009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3929908820709188009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/07/girls-much-needed-trip.html' title='Girls {much needed} Trip'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ePLd8gJdQag/ThchhPUNv6I/AAAAAAAACNU/rl3tngXHOCU/s72-c/gingy4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7914029033900914422</id><published>2011-06-29T19:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:53:39.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RAGNAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it was one of the best experiences....EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Racing in general is always so much fun to me, but you get a group of girls together that just click well, packed tightly in an SUV, 1.5 hours of sleep and a whole lot of running and you've got the perfect combination for some {killer} memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ca_T5ZWK3i4/TgvQtKs-PUI/AAAAAAAACMs/YrCTDx5pPtc/s1600/rag506"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623818034087869762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ca_T5ZWK3i4/TgvQtKs-PUI/AAAAAAAACMs/YrCTDx5pPtc/s400/rag506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our team was # 506 and our team name was '123 Not It!' We all got pink shirts and ironed on hand prints in the back that said 'You're It'. I thought our shirts were some of the best out there, but that just may be me being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;biest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHY5jSSwCJs/TgvQswfsuZI/AAAAAAAACMk/hD6fSBrrXLo/s1600/rag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623818027052874130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHY5jSSwCJs/TgvQswfsuZI/AAAAAAAACMk/hD6fSBrrXLo/s400/rag1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thursday night we all met up to do our shopping. I really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what to buy so I spent about 50 bucks worth and ended up eating about $10.00 of it. Following the shopping, we ate a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rumbi&lt;/span&gt; Grill and of course it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;, but sadly, no picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{sorry you may not understand some of the names}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFy9PtoGwig/TgvQsYtPKfI/AAAAAAAACMc/Udj0gPF5iz0/s1600/tifney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623818020667206130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFy9PtoGwig/TgvQsYtPKfI/AAAAAAAACMc/Udj0gPF5iz0/s400/tifney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tifney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our {awesome} driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_IIMHz1B1Y/TgvQsGdzgzI/AAAAAAAACMU/ARc9eksiVoM/s1600/amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623818015770641202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_IIMHz1B1Y/TgvQsGdzgzI/AAAAAAAACMU/ARc9eksiVoM/s400/amy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leg 7: Amy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1dpSyk6NOHg/TgvQISq2vBI/AAAAAAAACME/72mp11Oyq-w/s1600/kim.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623817400571313170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1dpSyk6NOHg/TgvQISq2vBI/AAAAAAAACME/72mp11Oyq-w/s400/kim.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leg 8: Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tycQp4s3Gxw/TgvQH6ncVhI/AAAAAAAACL8/w9qeG_bvcnE/s1600/mindy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623817394114549266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tycQp4s3Gxw/TgvQH6ncVhI/AAAAAAAACL8/w9qeG_bvcnE/s400/mindy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leg 9: Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmU90Am5udE/TgvQHeWlQiI/AAAAAAAACL0/aDKwhpdZbGQ/s1600/martha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623817386527638050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmU90Am5udE/TgvQHeWlQiI/AAAAAAAACL0/aDKwhpdZbGQ/s400/martha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leg 10: Martha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkWdybVbY6I/TgvQHd25WzI/AAAAAAAACLs/gjbGHHysYr8/s1600/ellen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623817386394737458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkWdybVbY6I/TgvQHd25WzI/AAAAAAAACLs/gjbGHHysYr8/s400/ellen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leg 11: Ellen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Oh6egdnnlc/TgvPlPIUYkI/AAAAAAAACLk/aFAs9HLSV6s/s1600/liberty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623816798325727810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Oh6egdnnlc/TgvPlPIUYkI/AAAAAAAACLk/aFAs9HLSV6s/s400/liberty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leg 12: Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzUbT1BwNIk/TgvPkz2iJnI/AAAAAAAACLc/CPP1Gc_Xfh8/s1600/rag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623816791003375218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QzUbT1BwNIk/TgvPkz2iJnI/AAAAAAAACLc/CPP1Gc_Xfh8/s400/rag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also ran into some friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaaV9OB0Ew0/TgvPkhhHXdI/AAAAAAAACLU/3fYdml80gc4/s1600/Me_and_Kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623816786081701330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HaaV9OB0Ew0/TgvPkhhHXdI/AAAAAAAACLU/3fYdml80gc4/s400/Me_and_Kim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was so lucky to have ran this race with the one and only, Amy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;, I don't think I would have ever done this without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ELtTEI6Ho/TgvPkeb8SKI/AAAAAAAACLE/eorJkFkOB3E/s1600/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623816785254697122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5ELtTEI6Ho/TgvPkeb8SKI/AAAAAAAACLE/eorJkFkOB3E/s400/IMG_0882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what happened to this picture, but picture this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy and I were crossing the finish and we heard "Amy! Amy! Amy" and so we both turned to see Teri and Brad Jensen (Amy's in-laws) in the crowd. I waved too and I heard Teri say "Oh and Kim!" It was so nice to see them there to support their family....and me....sort of ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOkWYlXDFrs/TgvNxKJ2_rI/AAAAAAAACKM/iTMSCQafUDY/s1600/ragfinish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623814804125187762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BOkWYlXDFrs/TgvNxKJ2_rI/AAAAAAAACKM/iTMSCQafUDY/s400/ragfinish1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our entire team at the finish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go team 123 Not it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2r19d_rdFk/TgvNwwwkm1I/AAAAAAAACKE/Y0-hM8j01yk/s1600/ragvan2"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623814797308238674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2r19d_rdFk/TgvNwwwkm1I/AAAAAAAACKE/Y0-hM8j01yk/s400/ragvan2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course van 2...the best van out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are already signed up for next year and we plan on all being there in the same van again. Loved loved loved this race! Thanks ladies for such a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7914029033900914422?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7914029033900914422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7914029033900914422&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7914029033900914422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7914029033900914422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/06/ragnar.html' title='RAGNAR!!!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ca_T5ZWK3i4/TgvQtKs-PUI/AAAAAAAACMs/YrCTDx5pPtc/s72-c/rag506' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3477328365266214551</id><published>2011-06-12T21:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:30:03.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bear Lake races took place again this past weekend and I was there with 3 of my favorite people to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzGgI-Rzd0U/TfWO5iA81vI/AAAAAAAACJ8/TqvpxI5XYow/s1600/bear%2Blake%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617553229249042162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzGgI-Rzd0U/TfWO5iA81vI/AAAAAAAACJ8/TqvpxI5XYow/s400/bear%2Blake%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As usual, Trent and Amy did so good. Trent got 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; overall in the marathon. Amy got 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; overall in the 10K. I did my worst ever, but I still had a lot of fun and will be back to do it next year....and to do it a lot better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617553222298841554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPAMk3YbxWA/TfWO5IH5MdI/AAAAAAAACJ0/3165u-cwu9Y/s400/IMG_7626.JPG" /&gt; The racers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WEBqtHrTPGk/TfWO48_B-UI/AAAAAAAACJs/sEINtjDM4BQ/s1600/IMG_7625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617553219308878146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WEBqtHrTPGk/TfWO48_B-UI/AAAAAAAACJs/sEINtjDM4BQ/s400/IMG_7625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this year, I got a fan to come along. Maybe next year, I'll get him to run it with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3477328365266214551?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3477328365266214551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3477328365266214551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3477328365266214551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3477328365266214551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/06/running-bear-lake.html' title='Running Bear Lake'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RzGgI-Rzd0U/TfWO5iA81vI/AAAAAAAACJ8/TqvpxI5XYow/s72-c/bear%2Blake%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1238700269708884094</id><published>2011-06-06T18:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:32:36.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Sun Shine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With temperatures reaching the high 80's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And one boy down for nap time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what we decided to do to enjoy our Sunday afternoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke in his hammock {the fist exposure of the year} a magazine and the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-con1lvXHUPg/Te2KZmmLluI/AAAAAAAACJk/gW3DgH7scs8/s1600/IMG_7615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296482862929634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-con1lvXHUPg/Te2KZmmLluI/AAAAAAAACJk/gW3DgH7scs8/s400/IMG_7615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, in the sun, with a good book, new sunglasses, a nectarine and some tanning oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Gzl95yIeRs/Te2KZdfFCXI/AAAAAAAACJc/LqkEFMha6yc/s1600/IMG_7611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 323px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296480417220978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Gzl95yIeRs/Te2KZdfFCXI/AAAAAAAACJc/LqkEFMha6yc/s400/IMG_7611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And get this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was reading my book, I got a little visitor that stopped to say hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{If you know me at all, you know that I love honey bees}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This cute little bee landed on my book long enough for me to snap a picture of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAReMGcaW-I/Te2KY_ghm-I/AAAAAAAACJU/ATvk7dYVdD0/s1600/IMG_7618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615296472370224098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAReMGcaW-I/Te2KY_ghm-I/AAAAAAAACJU/ATvk7dYVdD0/s400/IMG_7618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Summer days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to many many more just like today.&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/3049825997203219852-1238700269708884094?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1238700269708884094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1238700269708884094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1238700269708884094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1238700269708884094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-sun-shine.html' title='Let the Sun Shine!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-con1lvXHUPg/Te2KZmmLluI/AAAAAAAACJk/gW3DgH7scs8/s72-c/IMG_7615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-7256467894020998245</id><published>2011-06-03T23:22:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T00:43:15.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rope Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what our Memorial Weekend consisted of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLIMBING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Lots of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LUKE:&lt;br /&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_5614244995635424194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRwhHyWmGZI/TenOE_bdK8I/AAAAAAAACJE/x9EinACEZa0/s400/l%2Bclimb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244988311611730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HE103oVTZDs/TenOEkJUqVI/AAAAAAAACI8/dyt4TGEzFQo/s400/SG%2BClimbing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KASIDY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244837346202850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D8JLBQcLBwA/TenN7xwXVOI/AAAAAAAACI0/sUuLoNCdOEg/s400/kas%2Bclimb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITTANY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244838677936786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iQzOujhFOXM/TenN72t3-pI/AAAAAAAACIs/s8NdkRmJToI/s400/b%2Bclimb.jpg" /&gt;I don't have much to say about climbing other than it was awesome and now we have even more reason to visit SG...and become better climbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614248049772710354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMzfui0Houk/TenQ2w-hydI/AAAAAAAACJM/Kf1qBV-0F3Y/s400/climb1.jpg" /&gt;These kids were so good while we were climbing. They played with toys, colored, ate snacks, played in the dirt, ran around and climber over and on big rocks, threw things and got terribly dirty. They rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did spend some time doing a few other things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We played at the water park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MykWnf-YFuw/TenN7SWBUhI/AAAAAAAACIk/z9tpi7Sv7EQ/s1600/climb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244828914209298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MykWnf-YFuw/TenN7SWBUhI/AAAAAAAACIk/z9tpi7Sv7EQ/s400/climb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver LOVED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ate at some favorite places and a new place that I will visit again, The Bear Paw? Claw? Cafe (I may get in trouble for not remembering that one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3viMwQnOX0/TenN7XoU_sI/AAAAAAAACIc/beCRLsabBjk/s1600/k%2Bclimb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244830333173442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3viMwQnOX0/TenN7XoU_sI/AAAAAAAACIc/beCRLsabBjk/s400/k%2Bclimb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had fun taking a lot of silly pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hanging out it the almost perfect weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXdYRgXfzV0/TenN7EuGXWI/AAAAAAAACIU/pzzuMpUKpLw/s1600/IMG_7604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614244825257106786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXdYRgXfzV0/TenN7EuGXWI/AAAAAAAACIU/pzzuMpUKpLw/s400/IMG_7604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The climbing group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad to leave sunny SG, but excited with what we had accomplished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-7256467894020998245?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7256467894020998245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=7256467894020998245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7256467894020998245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/7256467894020998245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/06/rope-up.html' title='Rope Up!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRwhHyWmGZI/TenOE_bdK8I/AAAAAAAACJE/x9EinACEZa0/s72-c/l%2Bclimb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2657871100950466899</id><published>2011-05-25T06:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T06:53:00.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toast Raise Your Marshmallow Stick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Typically the kick off to summer starts on Memorial weekend. Since we have been so anxious about getting nice weather and we finally had a break from the rain, we decided to kick off the summer a week early with some of our friends in the neighborhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610085577747873586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_qQMjGW3sM/TdsHHAU0PzI/AAAAAAAACGY/Y2oNnhtX4WY/s400/IMG_7325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And what better way to do it than with a Barbecue. We also finished the night off enjoying our new fire pit &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(a birthday purchase of mine) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and making some sticky chocolaty delicious s'mores.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Now if only summer would stay here for good we could do this every weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2657871100950466899?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2657871100950466899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2657871100950466899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2657871100950466899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2657871100950466899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/toast-raise-your-marshmallow-stick.html' title='A Toast Raise Your Marshmallow Stick!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_qQMjGW3sM/TdsHHAU0PzI/AAAAAAAACGY/Y2oNnhtX4WY/s72-c/IMG_7325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-371779310561960728</id><published>2011-05-23T22:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T23:36:05.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our Luke turned 29 today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even though he didn't want to do a single thing for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to do something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just to show how much we love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I took the day off of work and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Took him out to breakfast at the best breakfast place ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Market Street Grill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eghT5ZeGVU/Tds9onYlJyI/AAAAAAAACHQ/wlqDDE1I-60/s1600/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610145528796227362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eghT5ZeGVU/Tds9onYlJyI/AAAAAAAACHQ/wlqDDE1I-60/s400/DSC01305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; I mean seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just look at all that great food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And they still hadn't even brought out our milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FHm1irFsQ8/Tds9oUikw9I/AAAAAAAACHI/ZPNRXzetlEY/s1600/DSC01306.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610145523737871314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6FHm1irFsQ8/Tds9oUikw9I/AAAAAAAACHI/ZPNRXzetlEY/s400/DSC01306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Luke had to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but it gave me time to get ready for his party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;with us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;his family of 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He chose pizza from Papa John's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Something we hardly ever get to eat because of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(I hate the smell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PCirmIe5Ok/Tds7_QIXdBI/AAAAAAAACHA/UgQs77JYXFA/s1600/IMG_7330.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610143718667940882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PCirmIe5Ok/Tds7_QIXdBI/AAAAAAAACHA/UgQs77JYXFA/s400/IMG_7330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; And then time for Birthday cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rainbow Chip boxed cake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and canned Rainbow Chip frosting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Makes for 2 very happy boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And a happy me for making it so easy to please my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IEAnKP5FWmU/Tds7_IkZyOI/AAAAAAAACG4/ZdBGz3OQ0lg/s1600/IMG_7329.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610143716638050530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IEAnKP5FWmU/Tds7_IkZyOI/AAAAAAAACG4/ZdBGz3OQ0lg/s400/IMG_7329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Oliver and I sang to Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was the sweetest sound hearing Oliver sing to his dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Luke had some help blowing out all 29 candles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh9L-fdAQ98/Tds7-SmfCKI/AAAAAAAACGw/lWbYpsTAgkk/s1600/IMG_7334.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610143702151268514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh9L-fdAQ98/Tds7-SmfCKI/AAAAAAAACGw/lWbYpsTAgkk/s400/IMG_7334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; After singing came the chanting from Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Take a bite, take a bite"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Luke was a good sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Ueo3Xv4Jc/Tds7-DN1ViI/AAAAAAAACGo/1bU1zhjIlFI/s1600/IMG_7338.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610143698021340706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Ueo3Xv4Jc/Tds7-DN1ViI/AAAAAAAACGo/1bU1zhjIlFI/s400/IMG_7338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; And Oliver made sure he didn't skimp on the bite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwIbh40idI8/Tds79-rK3OI/AAAAAAAACGg/r62NkQ1OEYg/s1600/IMG_7339.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610143696802208994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwIbh40idI8/Tds79-rK3OI/AAAAAAAACGg/r62NkQ1OEYg/s400/IMG_7339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt; We love you so so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and enjoyed spending this special day with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy 29th Birthday!&lt;/span&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/3049825997203219852-371779310561960728?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/371779310561960728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=371779310561960728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/371779310561960728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/371779310561960728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/29-candles.html' title='29 Candles'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eghT5ZeGVU/Tds9onYlJyI/AAAAAAAACHQ/wlqDDE1I-60/s72-c/DSC01305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-5177408457477322506</id><published>2011-05-20T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T13:49:57.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother I love you, Mother I do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so lucky to have these boys in my life. They spoil me, tease me, make me laugh, make me crazy, and make me feel like the best mom around. This year for Mothers Day, we had a low key day and Luke and Oliver gave me a mothers day gift early so we could enjoy them in the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what they got me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ipNzk-0sIZc/Tdq3Zn7uZqI/AAAAAAAACGQ/6evQI7wkdsM/s1600/IMG_7305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609997936687474338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ipNzk-0sIZc/Tdq3Zn7uZqI/AAAAAAAACGQ/6evQI7wkdsM/s400/IMG_7305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of these totally comfortable, perfect for summer, Adirondack chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSq-xLjarTg/Tdq3ZKen0pI/AAAAAAAACGI/cRBkOcmnQac/s1600/adirondack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609997928780780178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSq-xLjarTg/Tdq3ZKen0pI/AAAAAAAACGI/cRBkOcmnQac/s400/adirondack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I'm so lucky. I would be ungrateful if I didn't express my love and gratitude to my own mom and my mother in law for all that they have done for Luke, Oliver and I and all that they continue to do. We hope you all had a beautiful Mothers day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-5177408457477322506?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5177408457477322506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=5177408457477322506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5177408457477322506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/5177408457477322506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/mother-i-love-you-mother-i-do.html' title='Mother I love you, Mother I do...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ipNzk-0sIZc/Tdq3Zn7uZqI/AAAAAAAACGQ/6evQI7wkdsM/s72-c/IMG_7305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2853655894048552239</id><published>2011-05-16T22:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T22:30:34.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>D day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been wanting to do this for such a long time. If you recall, I even mentioned it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-kim.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a few years ago. And one day I thought, Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I did it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5v4fK_RAyA/TdH1a6Zbv2I/AAAAAAAACGA/-wVlREyCx2o/s1600/IMG_7312.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607532853754314594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5v4fK_RAyA/TdH1a6Zbv2I/AAAAAAAACGA/-wVlREyCx2o/s400/IMG_7312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I got Dreadlocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;41 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wp9mjMZZkE/TdH1at8KevI/AAAAAAAACF4/S5DeTw-1UsA/s1600/IMG_7309.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607532850410322674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wp9mjMZZkE/TdH1at8KevI/AAAAAAAACF4/S5DeTw-1UsA/s400/IMG_7309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And here are all the answers to the questions I have already been asked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. How long did it take? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. 5+ hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. Who did it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. My sister in law, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taleesha&lt;/span&gt; did 36 and my other sister in law, Amy did 5. I even named a few after them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. How did you do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. A lot of back combing and twisting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. How long to they last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. As long as you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. How do you "fix" it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. You cut it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. Can you wash your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt;! I wouldn't have ever done it if that weren't an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. What kind of shampoo do you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. A non-residue shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. Did it hurt to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. How long will you keep them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. Maybe a year..maybe more...maybe less. Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. What did your boss say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. What did Luke say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. He likes it, but was worried about what my boss and his parents would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q. Do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2853655894048552239?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2853655894048552239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2853655894048552239&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2853655894048552239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2853655894048552239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/d-day.html' title='D day'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5v4fK_RAyA/TdH1a6Zbv2I/AAAAAAAACGA/-wVlREyCx2o/s72-c/IMG_7312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-858415981344634231</id><published>2011-05-15T15:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T16:53:53.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday #28</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned 28 on May 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and it was so much fun. I do have to confess that in my 27&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year, I kept saying that I was 28 when people asked...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;. I must be expecting great things this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I had to work at both jobs this year, but I didn't mind one bit. When I got to the office that Wednesday morning, The Doc had spoiled me with doughnuts, hot chocolate, and and entire cake. I couldn't resist having all three. Half way through my day I got such a nice surprise from Amy. She came by with the girls and Oliver AND lunch. She even helped Oliver make me a card. It was so nice. (sadly, no pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;After work&lt;/span&gt; I went to work #2. And what do you know, another cake. Can you say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt;? One of my managers had made this gourmet lemon cake that I'm sure took her hours. It was delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NruiGabWqc/TdBUuBwSJ_I/AAAAAAAACFw/zPwM9CLgiEc/s1600/e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074685797935090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NruiGabWqc/TdBUuBwSJ_I/AAAAAAAACFw/zPwM9CLgiEc/s400/e1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;, I work with some pretty sweet people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So later that week, Luke and Amy threw me a party. Since I hadn't had any Coke for 60 days, Amy, being as creative as they come, Decided on a Coke themed party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lRAW1eD2O8/TdBUcE-WMiI/AAAAAAAACFo/1I9SpSEavDs/s1600/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074377424581154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lRAW1eD2O8/TdBUcE-WMiI/AAAAAAAACFo/1I9SpSEavDs/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She went all out with red and black &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt;, matching utensils and the best part, an entire bucket full of ice cold coke. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czeYI0ktoSk/TdBUb1zinBI/AAAAAAAACFg/AI4S9GEToXs/s1600/kimamy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074373352725522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-czeYI0ktoSk/TdBUb1zinBI/AAAAAAAACFg/AI4S9GEToXs/s400/kimamy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is cake #3! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taleesha&lt;/span&gt;, another awesome sis-in-law, Made this with a few hours to spare before the party. She knows that I love bees, so she made this yummy chocolate bee cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPryjoy2CL4/TdBUb2J2AdI/AAAAAAAACFY/Q9BMFv5-kTY/s1600/Kim%2527s_Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074373446271442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPryjoy2CL4/TdBUb2J2AdI/AAAAAAAACFY/Q9BMFv5-kTY/s400/Kim%2527s_Birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course I got sung to in true Baker fashion. And got my face smashed in cake, but it was fun and it's always something for the kids to look forward to....unless it's them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the moment of pure thirst quenching joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51XxcVuAHk0/TdBUbuIG5YI/AAAAAAAACFQ/SyBllfHDx3g/s1600/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074371291506050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51XxcVuAHk0/TdBUbuIG5YI/AAAAAAAACFQ/SyBllfHDx3g/s400/coke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother asked if I would ever go without it again. My response, I totally would to experience that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;deliciousness&lt;/span&gt; of that first swig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are my rad gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaZTjsHxMvM/TdBUbTOQ01I/AAAAAAAACFI/OsRerUu5TJU/s1600/IMG_7302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607074364069565266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eaZTjsHxMvM/TdBUbTOQ01I/AAAAAAAACFI/OsRerUu5TJU/s400/IMG_7302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyone that knows me well knows that I want Luke to finish our bathroom so bad. I pretty much ask him everyday how progress is coming so a few of my gifts are for my bathroom. I also got money, gift cards, a totally awesome fedora hat, lotion, lip gloss, a necklace, birthday cards, and a new purse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks a million times over for all the birthday wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-858415981344634231?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/858415981344634231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=858415981344634231&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/858415981344634231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/858415981344634231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/birthday-28.html' title='Birthday #28'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3NruiGabWqc/TdBUuBwSJ_I/AAAAAAAACFw/zPwM9CLgiEc/s72-c/e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4644299701400839612</id><published>2011-05-06T22:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:16:01.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt; De &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mayo&lt;/span&gt;! Trent and Amy threw a pretty cool fiesta. We had fajitas, chips and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;queso, cowboy caviar, real Mexican drinks, and the best churros ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_h-8j_fV2o/TcTF2qmDjbI/AAAAAAAACFA/uyTvWLkObsE/s1600/Cinco_De_Mayo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603821379293253042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_h-8j_fV2o/TcTF2qmDjbI/AAAAAAAACFA/uyTvWLkObsE/s400/Cinco_De_Mayo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At the end of the night, I was tempted to pull out my Mexican revolver and shoot a few rounds in the air shouting "ay yay yay yay!", but I contained myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you Mexico for giving us Americans another reason to party. Viva Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3049825997203219852-4644299701400839612?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4644299701400839612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4644299701400839612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4644299701400839612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4644299701400839612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_h-8j_fV2o/TcTF2qmDjbI/AAAAAAAACFA/uyTvWLkObsE/s72-c/Cinco_De_Mayo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-107680159222309081</id><published>2011-05-03T23:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:27:19.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we went up to see my Dads grave. It was the first time I took Oliver up with me and he loved going to "see" his Grandpa Bill. We laid a few roses down and walked around the Cemetery for a little while in the beautiful spring weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xE74ezXHqS8/TcDii76xaKI/AAAAAAAACE4/7F0iKqXJgP8/s1600/IMG_7275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602727026276526242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xE74ezXHqS8/TcDii76xaKI/AAAAAAAACE4/7F0iKqXJgP8/s400/IMG_7275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all miss you more and more everyday, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-107680159222309081?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/107680159222309081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=107680159222309081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/107680159222309081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/107680159222309081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-month.html' title='1 month'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xE74ezXHqS8/TcDii76xaKI/AAAAAAAACE4/7F0iKqXJgP8/s72-c/IMG_7275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8077851252454526350</id><published>2011-05-02T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:20:33.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>This Easter was more exciting for us since Oliver could really get into all the fun activities we had all weekend long. First up was an Easter Egg Hunt. Of course he was too little to get a lot of the eggs, but I'm okay with that especially since he insisted on opening every single egg and then eating its contents right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602721605338583042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkrUux868xQ/TcDdnZWc0AI/AAAAAAAACEo/hBEmWbepFy4/s400/IMG_7243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See...Oliver was totally fixed on those little treats he wouldn't even look up to take a picture. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602721604092099154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wxJhD95KR5o/TcDdnUtQ-lI/AAAAAAAACEg/_0xruijjtLs/s400/IMG_7249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We thought this would be the moment where Oliver would freak out kicking and screaming to get away from the Easter bunny. Nope. He even leaned into him and chilled with the creepy eyed thing. Seriously, it's no wonder kids get scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602722287367486050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EquPQYoEikM/TcDePGGz-mI/AAAAAAAACEw/WHrFM8FtaOU/s400/IMG_7252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke and I also hosted a party for the Baker side. We ended up having 14 little kids there to join in the fun of the Easter egg hunt. They loved finding eggs full of candy, money and confetti. The adults later on had their own Easter egg hunt and this year Luke won the fifty dollars! Woo Hoo! We also enjoyed some really good food and had a good time hanging out together as family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GADm3jPpnT0/TcDdm_bvbtI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Gc4ojcmbhCM/s1600/e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602721598381453010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GADm3jPpnT0/TcDdm_bvbtI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Gc4ojcmbhCM/s400/e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday morning, Oliver was surprised by the Easter bunny again when he saw his basket in the living room. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It wasn't that cute really, so I didn't take a picture, but it had all the good stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The favorite toy was to no surprise this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eR3kKYEHatU/TcDdmuxGXPI/AAAAAAAACEI/3dd-EbROxhE/s1600/mph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602721593907633394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eR3kKYEHatU/TcDdmuxGXPI/AAAAAAAACEI/3dd-EbROxhE/s400/mph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course Easter wouldn't be complete without reflecting on the real reason why we celebrate this Holiday. I'm always so grateful that Easter falls on a Sunday where we can wind down and remember our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, His life, His sacrifice for us, His resurrection, and His eternal love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Easter!&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/3049825997203219852-8077851252454526350?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8077851252454526350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8077851252454526350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8077851252454526350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8077851252454526350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkrUux868xQ/TcDdnZWc0AI/AAAAAAAACEo/hBEmWbepFy4/s72-c/IMG_7243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6900854726325656777</id><published>2011-04-25T22:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:05:28.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aarrrg!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEVDNy6azuQ/TbZQ2FhVRoI/AAAAAAAACDA/d-NRepkjlnU/s1600/eye%2Bpatch.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599752076806932098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEVDNy6azuQ/TbZQ2FhVRoI/AAAAAAAACDA/d-NRepkjlnU/s400/eye%2Bpatch.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Luke has been sick and it has not been fun for anyone. He got strep throat last week a cold this week and now he believes that he has pink eye. After squeezing 3 drops into his eye, he went to the bathroom to examine it. A little while after he came out of the bathroom. This was the short conversation that followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke: If I lost an eye, would you rather have me wear a glass eye or an eye patch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kim: Luke, I don't know....why would you even ask me that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke: I would want to wear an eye patch. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I just add that he was totally serious too. &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/3049825997203219852-6900854726325656777?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6900854726325656777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6900854726325656777&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6900854726325656777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6900854726325656777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/aarrrg.html' title='Aarrrg!'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fEVDNy6azuQ/TbZQ2FhVRoI/AAAAAAAACDA/d-NRepkjlnU/s72-c/eye%2Bpatch.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6477367765620967944</id><published>2011-04-22T23:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T00:22:03.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little ER experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Want to see what I walked in to find this morning in Oliver's room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, I warned you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wK8rwZ2TTzs/TbJpq0OTFSI/AAAAAAAACC4/Clbk6RBxehU/s1600/IMG_7175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598653471068984610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wK8rwZ2TTzs/TbJpq0OTFSI/AAAAAAAACC4/Clbk6RBxehU/s400/IMG_7175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That right there is puke and loads of it. And just to give you a better idea of what I was dealing with, I'll tell you what he ate before bed: string cheese, oranges and a hostess cupcake. I know there are worse things, but the smell...eww it was all just so gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oliver had a bit of an accident the night before. He fell out of someones car (I won't mention who) and landed head first on the cement. Instantly his head began to grow and bruise. We watched him that night to make sure that he was okay and he was doing just fine so finally at 10:00, we put him to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next morning when I went in to wake Oliver up, I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; to see all that puke all over the place. I called his Doctor, and they told me to take him to the ER right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60zifAxFRqQ/TbJpqgMnELI/AAAAAAAACCw/1GB8YIQVPlA/s1600/IMG_7176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598653465693196466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-60zifAxFRqQ/TbJpqgMnELI/AAAAAAAACCw/1GB8YIQVPlA/s400/IMG_7176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oliver hated being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They wanted to take a scan of his head, but Oliver wouldn't have any part in it and he laid strapped in that bed/table screaming bloody murder until they finally let him go. I have never seen him so raging mad. He was violently shaking and screaming to let him go. So, they came back with medicine to sedate him. The nasal injection caused his nose to bleed all over the place, but it worked. I have never seen Oliver so loopy and clumsy and when they took him for a second time, He laid there smiling and wasn't even strapped in this time. That boy was higher than a kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sst3TmwvcMA/TbJpqQ_V0SI/AAAAAAAACCo/e9MB6uvJNc8/s1600/IMG_7178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598653461611008290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sst3TmwvcMA/TbJpqQ_V0SI/AAAAAAAACCo/e9MB6uvJNc8/s400/IMG_7178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we were waiting for 2.5 more hours to see what the results said and to continue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monitoring&lt;/span&gt; him. It was just too much. He was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLX0yGktjA/TbJpqBfTQsI/AAAAAAAACCg/4ZDMHTr_AFQ/s1600/IMG_7179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598653457450091202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLX0yGktjA/TbJpqBfTQsI/AAAAAAAACCg/4ZDMHTr_AFQ/s400/IMG_7179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The doctor said that everything looked just fine and to continue to keep a close eye on him for the next 24 hours. Of course right before we left, they took his temp and he was running a fever which is just an indication that he his coming down with something. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so relieved to know he's okay for the most part, although not so happy to see what this bill is going to be. Oh well, better safe than sorry, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6477367765620967944?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6477367765620967944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6477367765620967944&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6477367765620967944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6477367765620967944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-little-er-experience.html' title='Our little ER experience'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wK8rwZ2TTzs/TbJpq0OTFSI/AAAAAAAACC4/Clbk6RBxehU/s72-c/IMG_7175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6304876054562293531</id><published>2011-04-17T15:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:28:06.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Appetit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After having this box sitting in our kitchen for a couple of months...yes, that is 2 months, I decided to open it and finally use my new cookware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNtSJh_6fiw/TatiLEpwIeI/AAAAAAAACCY/0jZKi2ih2Iw/s1600/IMG_7164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596674904304919010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNtSJh_6fiw/TatiLEpwIeI/AAAAAAAACCY/0jZKi2ih2Iw/s400/IMG_7164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Appetit&lt;/span&gt; magazine it says that the 2 most important places to spend money in the kitchen are knives and cookware with cookware being first. Good cookware does make a huge difference &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; you're a professional, or terrible cook that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; to be better...like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the difference between my old and new pan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPikCoPROKU/TatiKVLMvvI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Wmw1fqAN8Iw/s1600/IMG_7165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596674891560304370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPikCoPROKU/TatiKVLMvvI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Wmw1fqAN8Iw/s400/IMG_7165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what did we decide to make first in our fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shmancy&lt;/span&gt; pan? Something gourmet and incredibly difficult yet impressive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Brazilian&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Esq&lt;/span&gt; I might add just to give it a touch of that fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;schmancy&lt;/span&gt; element we were missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4wfeZa8oA8/TatiKbXiLGI/AAAAAAAACCI/oihSt5lqWzw/s1600/IMG_7170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596674893222653026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P4wfeZa8oA8/TatiKbXiLGI/AAAAAAAACCI/oihSt5lqWzw/s400/IMG_7170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And for the record, dinner was fantastic and finger &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lickin&lt;/span&gt;' good. I guess good cookware does make a difference... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6304876054562293531?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6304876054562293531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6304876054562293531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6304876054562293531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6304876054562293531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/bon-appetit.html' title='Bon Appetit'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNtSJh_6fiw/TatiLEpwIeI/AAAAAAAACCY/0jZKi2ih2Iw/s72-c/IMG_7164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-1533714510233722439</id><published>2011-04-15T16:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:31:34.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZTBcqeqJnU/TajFSxs151I/AAAAAAAACCA/qQmW3kkCxaY/s1600/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595939463377577810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZTBcqeqJnU/TajFSxs151I/AAAAAAAACCA/qQmW3kkCxaY/s400/happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken April 1, 2011 in sunny and beautiful Saint George.&lt;/span&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/3049825997203219852-1533714510233722439?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1533714510233722439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=1533714510233722439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1533714510233722439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/1533714510233722439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZTBcqeqJnU/TajFSxs151I/AAAAAAAACCA/qQmW3kkCxaY/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4685107257381010603</id><published>2011-04-07T09:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:02:44.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtFjYM30Q3o/TZ3ihfBlj6I/AAAAAAAACB4/jC2TQHZ82LA/s1600/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592875377155739554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtFjYM30Q3o/TZ3ihfBlj6I/AAAAAAAACB4/jC2TQHZ82LA/s320/dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;William Ray Baker 1945-2011 Our Beloved Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother and Friend peacefully passed away on the evening of April 3, 2011 with his family at his side after a long fight due to complications of Colon Cancer. He was a kind, hard working and gentile hearted man who loved his family and the gospel of Jesus Christ with all his heart. He was born March 20, 1945 in Provo, Utah and shortly after adopted by his parents Irene Leila Belcher and William LaFora Baker. Bill grew up in Orem, Utah and many parts of California. He graduated from Brigham Young University with a Bachelors degree in Spanish and Computer Science. He converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints at the age of 21 and became a devoted member where he served a full time mission in the Mexico North Mission. Bill later returned to Mexico in July 1975 where he found his sweetheart, Lilia and was married in the Salt Lake Temple for time and all eternity on December 30, 1975. They enjoyed 35 memorable years together, raising 4 children, whom he was extremely proud of and later enjoyed their 8 beautiful grandchildren. He worked in the book binding business for 20 years and later for Wells Fargo. As a hobby, he worked in concessions for the Energy Solutions Arena (Delta Center) and Franklin Covey Field. He loved hunting, fishing and camping with his friends and family. He enjoyed bee keeping, coin collecting and Genealogy where he was later able to find his biological brothers and sisters and mother. Bill is survived by his eternal companion, Lilia G. Baker, his children, Sophia Baker, Wendy Baker Kattelman and spouse Brian Kattelman, Jonathan Baker and spouse Taleesha Baker, and Kimberly Baker Veigel and spouse Luke Veigel. His grandchildren Mekenzie Baker, Spencer Baker, Tayten Baker, Kade Baker, Ethan Baker, Ashlyn Baker, Jackson Kattelman, and Oliver Veigel. He will be extremely missed by all those that had the honor of knowing him and leaves behind his greatest legacy, His Children. A viewing will be held at the Deseret Mortuary located at 36 E 700 S in Salt Lake City from 6:00 to 8:00 p.m. on Friday, April 8. Funeral Services will be held on Saturday April 9 at the LDS chapel located at 225 W 500 N at 11:00 a.m. with a viewing again prior to the funeral services that morning from 10:00 to 10:45 a.m. Interment will be held at Lakeview Cemetery (1640 East Lakeview Drive, Bountiful) following the funeral Services. &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/3049825997203219852-4685107257381010603?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4685107257381010603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4685107257381010603&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4685107257381010603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4685107257381010603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-loving-memory-of_07.html' title='In loving memory of'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dtFjYM30Q3o/TZ3ihfBlj6I/AAAAAAAACB4/jC2TQHZ82LA/s72-c/dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-628128550473473520</id><published>2011-04-01T06:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T06:03:01.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We play Wii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Uqfzd3wcA/TZAj5lHFwDI/AAAAAAAACA4/DAmKqca56PQ/s1600/march%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589006609688150066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Uqfzd3wcA/TZAj5lHFwDI/AAAAAAAACA4/DAmKqca56PQ/s400/march%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One afternoon while I was up "protecting" the kids, Aiden asked if I would help him pass a certain level on Super Mario Brother's. This kid is actually really good, so when he asked, I was a little nervous that I may disappoint. Growing up, we played a lot of Nintendo, so I thought I'd give it a go and see if I could regain any of the skill after many many years. After about 15 tries, we finally passed the level and made it to the water world. Of course, that was followed by a lot of high fives, cheering and jumping around. Hopefully he won't ask me to help him again on the levels that are actually hard. It may take us all day to just get to the half way mark... &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/3049825997203219852-628128550473473520?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/628128550473473520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=628128550473473520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/628128550473473520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/628128550473473520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-play-wii.html' title='We play Wii'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Uqfzd3wcA/TZAj5lHFwDI/AAAAAAAACA4/DAmKqca56PQ/s72-c/march%2B039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-2910745185591577818</id><published>2011-03-30T10:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T15:27:38.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver 2.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10-qi4zbmZ4/TZAsZ9Q_pXI/AAAAAAAACBo/u8kJY1i5F-Y/s1600/3-7-11%2B022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589015962020980082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10-qi4zbmZ4/TZAsZ9Q_pXI/AAAAAAAACBo/u8kJY1i5F-Y/s400/3-7-11%2B022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two and half year old is well on his way to being 10. I can't believe how fast time has gone by. I figured it was time for one of these update Posts on Oliver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is currently into watching: Despicable Me which he calls "Pee-pos me", Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs or "Chance of Meatballs", Home Alone and Toy Story or "Choy-try". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves jumping off the couch, jumping on the bed, climbing up anything and wrestling. Such a boy. He loves wearing shoes...Any kinds and any ones shoes, especially boots. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is currently learning how to be reverent during prayers. He struggles with sitting still. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has been getting more cuddly which I love and gives us hugs and kisses regularly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is trying to go potty like a big kid. If we are in the bathroom while he is on the potty, he will tell us to get out. He will even yell "Wipe bum please" because he hears his cousins say it all the time. So far he hasn't gone yet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves Chocolate Milk and asks for it through out the day. He has even sneaked a few of my protein drinks because they are chocolate. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is very grumpy in the morning if he ever is woken up...He must get that from me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves going to the bank of Fridays with his cousins and mom, because he knows he'll get a sucker. He always says "I want purple one". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is loud. He talks loud, breathes loud and screams loud. I think it's from having such a big mouth. Love it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is messy. He eats like someone is going to steal his food from him. He shoves it all in his mouth really fast, but then he savors every bit of it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves to play with his cousins and tries to copy their cartwheels and standing on his head. He's pretty good for having a body that doesn't quite allow him to do that as easily. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever since he really started to play in the snow, he can't seem to get enough of it. He always wants to be outside now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves taking showers. Sometimes when I'm about to take one, I'll turn around and find that Oliver has taken most of his clothes off because he wants to shower too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He says some of the funniest things. Yesterday when he was watching Home Alone, I heard him copy Buzz when he says "I wouldn't let you sleep with me, if you were growing on my ass!" Oliver of course said the last four words of that sentence. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;He also called my brother an ass when he was watching him the other night. They video taped it to show me. I have no clue where he might learn such language ;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love that boy so much. I think that even though this age has been harder for me, it's been my favorite. Can't wait to see what other crazy things this boy does. And that's all for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-2910745185591577818?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2910745185591577818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=2910745185591577818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2910745185591577818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/2910745185591577818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/oliver-25.html' title='Oliver 2.5'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10-qi4zbmZ4/TZAsZ9Q_pXI/AAAAAAAACBo/u8kJY1i5F-Y/s72-c/3-7-11%2B022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8723266074921256413</id><published>2011-03-28T11:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T12:39:05.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets</title><content type='html'>Ever made cookies with kids? Somehow it makes things just a little sweeter when you see how excited they are to help. I had Oakley, Paige, and Morgan over to hang out for a little while. We wanted to make a treat for their parents, so we decided on Snikerdoodles. The girls did a great job helping me crack the eggs, measure the sugar and flour and add all the ingredients to the bowl. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxzYbfMUiAk/TZApfILkXEI/AAAAAAAACBY/MDs6CAaQPqE/s1600/cookies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589012752315472962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxzYbfMUiAk/TZApfILkXEI/AAAAAAAACBY/MDs6CAaQPqE/s400/cookies1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They even rolled their own dough into balls and dipped them into the cinnamon sugar mixture. I had to keep reminding them not to lick their hands just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NQqxHAsJWug/TZApe2rLGVI/AAAAAAAACBQ/XthX6lpxHvU/s1600/2011-03-27%2Bmarch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589012747616196946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NQqxHAsJWug/TZApe2rLGVI/AAAAAAAACBQ/XthX6lpxHvU/s400/2011-03-27%2Bmarch1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when we got to the last little bit of dough, I let them indulge a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nd9r1FM8Zqw/TZApeUtLKII/AAAAAAAACBI/MUZGFRqhEM4/s1600/cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589012738497783938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nd9r1FM8Zqw/TZApeUtLKII/AAAAAAAACBI/MUZGFRqhEM4/s400/cookies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell which sheet of cookies they rolled and which sheet I rolled? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfGFNw7yhf4/TZApeOZX-8I/AAAAAAAACBA/ab9MipAe2ck/s1600/cookies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589012736804125634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfGFNw7yhf4/TZApeOZX-8I/AAAAAAAACBA/ab9MipAe2ck/s400/cookies3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't say it enough, but I am so lucky to have these cute little girls in my life. They really do make life a little bit sweeter. &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/3049825997203219852-8723266074921256413?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8723266074921256413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8723266074921256413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8723266074921256413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8723266074921256413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/sweets.html' title='Sweets'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxzYbfMUiAk/TZApfILkXEI/AAAAAAAACBY/MDs6CAaQPqE/s72-c/cookies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3918329867331849726</id><published>2011-03-27T22:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:47:00.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moab Experience</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we were able to go down to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; with Trent and Amy to run and have a little fun without any of the kids. Trent and I were running in a race and we thought it would be perfect to make a weekend trip of it. We started the trip by having a late lunch at the Training Table. A group favorite. We hit up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;REI&lt;/span&gt; where we spent our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dived end&lt;/span&gt; and added some more items to our want list. After a 3 hour drive, we arrived at the expo where we picked up our packets, bought shirts and looked around. We got to our camp sight and set up for our stay. We had an okay dinner at The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; Brewery and headed back to call it a night. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588990349053399410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYzfErE9jLs/TZAVHFhqEXI/AAAAAAAACAg/2NYogLdeAXA/s400/march%2B031.JPG" /&gt; After a restless sleep, it was time to get ready to run. We woke up at 6:45 and started our day. I was a little nervous about running this course, but once I was bussed up to the starting line, I started to calm down and get excited...That is until the wind reminded me that I shouldn't get too excited to be running against my most dreaded running condition. The race went pretty good. I ran the 5 miles in 49:55 and Trent finished 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; overall with a great time of 1:23:23. Not our personal bests, but fair enough for running against the wind the whole time. Best part about finishing is having someone there to cheer you on. I loved that Amy and Luke were there to cheer us to the finish line. Another favorite thing about finishing is all the good food. So far &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; has had the best food. I even went back for seconds, but who can blame me when there is Cinnamon Burst Great Harvest bread, sliced oranges, chocolate milk, chips, cookies, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588990343759275426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtWuqizWHO8/TZAVGxzcJaI/AAAAAAAACAY/zk3HBwWQ160/s400/2011-03-27%2Bmarch.jpg" /&gt; After showering, we enjoyed a nice lunch at La Hacienda and then hit the trails for a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeeping&lt;/span&gt;. Trent and Amy have the coolest Jeep around and going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jeeping&lt;/span&gt; with them was pretty awesome. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588990336067017906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nRyLtUAWF80/TZAVGVJdnLI/AAAAAAAACAQ/lQbi29cGKHI/s400/moabrun.jpg" /&gt; We got some pretty good video footage of being on the trail, Amy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt;, and Luke filming the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baja&lt;/span&gt; experience. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588991759207275218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzbFcWxfx18/TZAWZKwimtI/AAAAAAAACAo/UjC4Sj0huVc/s400/arch.jpg" /&gt; I couldn't believe some of the rocks/walls the Jeep could crawl up. There were some pretty tense moments, but when we got to the top, these were the views. Pretty incredible and well worth those scary moments. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588991762225930338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_LuPmDd9qOM/TZAWZWAPoGI/AAAAAAAACAw/jKEEK1Iwzj8/s400/IMG_9777.JPG" /&gt; The rest of our trip was made up of eating...a lot. Laughing...a lot and enjoying this time together...a lot. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588990330431212706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zHQ_tlmXu_4/TZAVGAJyDKI/AAAAAAAACAI/FcuRjGaWVmw/s400/moabrun1.jpg" /&gt;Of course a trip with Amy wouldn't be complete without a little shopping...and documenting it. And to finish off the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; Experience, here are a few notable quotes and memories we would not want to forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"You &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; like it!" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Who's Lindsey?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"You know, the same Lindsey."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eeeeeewwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Whatever we do, I'm not going back to camp empty handed."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Whistling&lt;/span&gt; the tune of "Firework" in the bathroom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching the sand lady&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Depeche&lt;/span&gt; Mode 1...and 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having Aron &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rawlstons&lt;/span&gt; raven follow us around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone freaking out over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finding&lt;/span&gt; their favorite breakfast drinks and ice cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I didn't know the wind could ____"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Sure it can. Just run like this."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I ordered a Chicken &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chimichanga&lt;/span&gt; and I have no idea what this is."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"We have fifty six DOLLARS"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesbian lovers, the hot kind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baja&lt;/span&gt; Adventure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I only scream when we got backwards"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butt burps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"That's the &lt;em&gt;same&lt;/em&gt; smell!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trent drinking the best Coke he has EVER had.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Since all the real runners were in the race, the streets were empty."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vu&lt;/span&gt; with the T-shirt shop employees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I have a huge one."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aaaaammmmy&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aaaaammmmmy&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Uh I don't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that guy"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Popping "sleeping pills"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Not me, I came here to get away from kids."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Because you look tired and have a big watch."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;And our favorite quote of the trip &lt;strong&gt;"And they would!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had so much fun on this trip. Being in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Moab&lt;/span&gt; with your best friends, doing multiple things that you all love, is a good recipe for a fantastic time. We are already looking forward to doing it again soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course I can't forget to thank those that made it possible for us to get a little break from real life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3918329867331849726?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3918329867331849726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3918329867331849726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3918329867331849726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3918329867331849726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/moab.html' title='The Moab Experience'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYzfErE9jLs/TZAVHFhqEXI/AAAAAAAACAg/2NYogLdeAXA/s72-c/march%2B031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-3865853842136158149</id><published>2011-03-15T21:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:57:36.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LENT and then some</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I decided this year that I wanted to give this whole Lent thing a try. I can live without something for 40+ days, but what could I give up that would be difficult and that would present many times of temptations along the way...make it worth my while and help me in turn. Meat? No, that's too easy. Sugar? No, that's too impossible. I've got it...SODA!! (which sadly includes my beloved Coke). &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Booo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XijxI52MRHk/TX-1yfdTg-I/AAAAAAAAB-8/jblOITKjxWo/s1600/No-Soda.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584381942005203938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XijxI52MRHk/TX-1yfdTg-I/AAAAAAAAB-8/jblOITKjxWo/s400/No-Soda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far this week has been good. I have only had a few moments where I have stared into the fridge at the vegetable bin, which in now the soda bin, a few times...mouth watering and wanting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only 40 more days, but I'm thinking I may push this to May 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, my birthday, and then celebrate with an ice cold Coke and a Sprite float.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's to 50 more days!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-3865853842136158149?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3865853842136158149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=3865853842136158149&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3865853842136158149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/3865853842136158149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/lent-and-then-some.html' title='LENT and then some'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XijxI52MRHk/TX-1yfdTg-I/AAAAAAAAB-8/jblOITKjxWo/s72-c/No-Soda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-4844107532772417543</id><published>2011-03-11T10:58:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:27:17.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Monday?</title><content type='html'>Well, we were so excited that it was snowing and that Luke got to stay home tonight so how did we celebrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By throwing on our snow clothes and going outside to play in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jJlKfgNcfs/TXpjhO119XI/AAAAAAAAB-0/URHst5Yzpi0/s1600/3-7-11%2B040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884110649914738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jJlKfgNcfs/TXpjhO119XI/AAAAAAAAB-0/URHst5Yzpi0/s400/3-7-11%2B040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went sledding down our drive way...not much of a steep sledding path, but we think Oliver enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0K7YcTJ1YJ8/TXpjgy4gnYI/AAAAAAAAB-s/mHmuCIiSr-g/s1600/3-7-11%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884103144906114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0K7YcTJ1YJ8/TXpjgy4gnYI/AAAAAAAAB-s/mHmuCIiSr-g/s400/3-7-11%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are certain that he enjoyed was eating the snow. He was even belly down at one point shoveling handfuls into his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY9aUxT9djg/TXpjgkC32gI/AAAAAAAAB-k/O_huKv60bNk/s1600/3-7-11%2B048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884099161840130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NY9aUxT9djg/TXpjgkC32gI/AAAAAAAAB-k/O_huKv60bNk/s400/3-7-11%2B048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we built a snowman...well, mostly Luke built it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4mkZCUuZqU/TXpjgWDnBoI/AAAAAAAAB-c/4ACaCcaon50/s1600/3-7-11%2B052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884095406835330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4mkZCUuZqU/TXpjgWDnBoI/AAAAAAAAB-c/4ACaCcaon50/s400/3-7-11%2B052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see after 30 minutes of being out in the wet snow, we were soaked and so was my camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great night to go play outside at night in the snow as a family. Sadly, this was the first time we had done this together and even though I didn't mind our family time in the snow, I'm ready for warm spring conditions to arrive. &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/3049825997203219852-4844107532772417543?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4844107532772417543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=4844107532772417543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4844107532772417543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/4844107532772417543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember-monday.html' title='Remember Monday?'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2jJlKfgNcfs/TXpjhO119XI/AAAAAAAAB-0/URHst5Yzpi0/s72-c/3-7-11%2B040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6863621425669680834</id><published>2011-03-09T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T10:55:45.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Breezy St. Geezy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last month, we headed down to St. George with our friends Ryan and Karina. It was pretty fun to be down there without kids and acting like kids. Seriously. Ryan and Luke make for some of the funniest conversations. There is also never a dull moment when Ryan is around. He says some pretty dang funny things. I was in tears 2x on this trip because of his weird antics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what did we do down there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We relaxed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everyone had a turn at the yellow blanket.&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_5581499644886632594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6yd7lcpybQ/TXV4Wt9vyJI/AAAAAAAAB90/6gjDHb6tXxk/s400/2-28-11%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did a lot of shopping....and I mean a lot! In total I bought 14 shirts! But most of them were ridiculously discounted. I love a good bargain.&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_5581499649169290450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHjxi_XJv94/TXV4W96z9NI/AAAAAAAAB98/nPOfkdL4Nmo/s400/2-28-11%2B016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate a lot...Don Pedro's, Texas Road house, Nielson's Frozen Custards, Olive Garden, and In and out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played games. Settlers of Catan and Domino's...We even played Settlers 3 times in one day. And I can't count how many games of Chicken Foot Domino's those 3 played. I opted out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581503164475119954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I_L1FIuJlDE/TXV7jldCGVI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Wtr0-DjPQms/s400/SOC.jpg" /&gt; Luke, Ryan and Karina looked at some houses. I stayed back at the house and read. Looking at houses is just not my thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched some of the first season of Modern Family...one of my favorite shows alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581503167595219330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twy9TMDHcHU/TXV7jxE7CYI/AAAAAAAAB-U/_aDxcWhnQLc/s400/modern%2Bfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, going to SG wouldn't be complete without going for morning runs. I always love running down there...always. Enjoying this alone time and doing something that I love was one of the best things about my trip. One morning, it was warm and rainy (47 degrees warm). I had only planned on running a few miles, but I felt so good that I kept going and when I got back, my shirt was drenched and I remember thinking to myself that I felt incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love any chance I get to run in these bad boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ddr3gCgUAI/TXV4WZGqnNI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ATky5o9Af8g/s1600/2-28-11%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581499639286897874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ddr3gCgUAI/TXV4WZGqnNI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ATky5o9Af8g/s400/2-28-11%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time, we'll have to go down in the summer with our kids. Summer in SG may just be on my top 3 look-forwards-to of the summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6863621425669680834?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6863621425669680834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6863621425669680834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6863621425669680834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6863621425669680834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/easy-breezy-st-geezy.html' title='Easy Breezy St. Geezy'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6yd7lcpybQ/TXV4Wt9vyJI/AAAAAAAAB90/6gjDHb6tXxk/s72-c/2-28-11%2B013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6707397578023192788</id><published>2011-03-08T08:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:45:53.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPIJnGwIBb4/TXAWec7JYbI/AAAAAAAAB9k/MLfNeuTEE5k/s1600/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579984650728202674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPIJnGwIBb4/TXAWec7JYbI/AAAAAAAAB9k/MLfNeuTEE5k/s400/angry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it wasn't too pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was of me swearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; swear word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I swear a tiny bit&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; like I did in my dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what the dream interpretations say about this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" To dream that you are swearing suggests that you need to stop allowing others to harass you. You need to stand up for yourself and don't allow yourself to be taken advantage of."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will you all just quit harassing and picking on me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wink&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3049825997203219852-6707397578023192788?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6707397578023192788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6707397578023192788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6707397578023192788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6707397578023192788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-in-dreams.html' title='Only in Dreams'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPIJnGwIBb4/TXAWec7JYbI/AAAAAAAAB9k/MLfNeuTEE5k/s72-c/angry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-6084971261804454204</id><published>2011-03-07T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T17:06:23.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby</title><content type='html'>I am convinced that by bosses have plotted against me to make me chubby. They know I can't resist when then place donuts and hot chocolate in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyfX6gFuzOY/TUxqNXMfY2I/AAAAAAAAB88/gKqAkpqBmfo/s1600/2-4-11%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569943616947708770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyfX6gFuzOY/TUxqNXMfY2I/AAAAAAAAB88/gKqAkpqBmfo/s320/2-4-11%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and fill the fridge with Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyfX6gFuzOY/TUxqDSF7G5I/AAAAAAAAB80/uG5ci4SZNT4/s1600/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569943443779296146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyfX6gFuzOY/TUxqDSF7G5I/AAAAAAAAB80/uG5ci4SZNT4/s320/pb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, It's hard to say no to anything at Parson's Bakery and of course to Coke. I'm going to be in big trouble if they keep this up.&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/3049825997203219852-6084971261804454204?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6084971261804454204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=6084971261804454204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6084971261804454204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/6084971261804454204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/chubby.html' title='Chubby'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SyfX6gFuzOY/TUxqNXMfY2I/AAAAAAAAB88/gKqAkpqBmfo/s72-c/2-4-11%2B009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8186082359848013478</id><published>2011-03-03T14:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:06:26.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going for Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I decided Oliver's green room needs to be a little {okay, a lot} greener....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TtVeVpw5_eM/TXAPLCc18cI/AAAAAAAAB9c/kqUGvqIYZrY/s1600/2-28-11%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579976620622868930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TtVeVpw5_eM/TXAPLCc18cI/AAAAAAAAB9c/kqUGvqIYZrY/s400/2-28-11%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt; As you can see, I also decided to match my paint job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Something about today just made me think &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;...and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FulgI0QC-94/TXAO_DzJnpI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Hfm9eFldpPw/s1600/2-28-11%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3049825997203219852-8186082359848013478?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8186082359848013478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8186082359848013478&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8186082359848013478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8186082359848013478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-for-green.html' title='Going for Green'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TtVeVpw5_eM/TXAPLCc18cI/AAAAAAAAB9c/kqUGvqIYZrY/s72-c/2-28-11%2B028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3049825997203219852.post-8515786531376952700</id><published>2011-03-01T09:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:11:52.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU MARCH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...FOR FINALLY MAKING YOUR MUCH ANTICIPATED ARRIVAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have felt like I've been suffocating in the month of February, so to finally be able to flip another calender page feels like I may be able to breathe again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I think I may go all out this year for St. Patricks day in celebration of this month and because I never really have. We'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579143753977785986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBUWInBSM-o/TW0Zr0avboI/AAAAAAAAB9E/lhCnIMa3Cg8/s320/st-patrick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I am also super excited for spring this year. More so than any other year. I can't wait for everything to be pretty again and for the newness and freshness that springs brings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKJ0n-sZxeQ/TW0Zr315lgI/AAAAAAAAB9M/vyF54CTKIE4/s1600/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579143754897004034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKJ0n-sZxeQ/TW0Zr315lgI/AAAAAAAAB9M/vyF54CTKIE4/s320/spring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Happy HAPPY MARCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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/3049825997203219852-8515786531376952700?l=lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8515786531376952700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3049825997203219852&amp;postID=8515786531376952700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8515786531376952700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3049825997203219852/posts/default/8515786531376952700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukeandkimmy.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you-march.html' title='THANK YOU MARCH...'/><author><name>Luke and Kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11998956508921838984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpjp8-T1jUU/TYubL_UXsFI/AAAAAAAAB_o/cVDCVMwizEQ/s220/IMG_5663.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBUWInBSM-o/TW0Zr0avboI/AAAAAAAAB9E/lhCnIMa3Cg8/s72-c/st-patrick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
