<?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-770424895467436298</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:44:37.967-08:00</updated><category term='Lauren'/><category term='Beam me Up Scottie'/><title type='text'>The Peterson's</title><subtitle type='html'>People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously. This is how character is built-Eleanor Roosevelt-My Day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5033940112623728811</id><published>2011-03-10T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:06:21.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwRrGNDjsgY/TXk6KK_i4uI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iM0Zws7ldHA/s1600/IMG_8101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwRrGNDjsgY/TXk6KK_i4uI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iM0Zws7ldHA/s400/IMG_8101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582557159526425314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy89lZD11eg/TXk41mkqbRI/AAAAAAAAAno/hp-AboQGP9Q/s1600/IMG_8081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy89lZD11eg/TXk41mkqbRI/AAAAAAAAAno/hp-AboQGP9Q/s400/IMG_8081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582555706640985362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are finally starting to feel settled in after the Holidays.  Jack just keeps beaming more every day and Lauren keeps becoming a really good Big Sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0OZtFDJ1R0/TXk4k6qzkSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jR6OfaZHUNQ/s1600/IMG_8068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0OZtFDJ1R0/TXk4k6qzkSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/jR6OfaZHUNQ/s400/IMG_8068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582555419977683234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bath time is always fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuVPIK_obPA/TXk5DI8YxXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/cPe-4rZYStE/s1600/IMG_8088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuVPIK_obPA/TXk5DI8YxXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/cPe-4rZYStE/s400/IMG_8088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582555939205596530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a Double Date with Amy and Jarom.  Jarom gave Amy snowshoes for Christmas and this was her first time trying them out.  We found a fun little jump at the top of our trail.  While Amy and Marie made it down the mountain Jarom and Dave wanted to see if they could ski down (it was really flat).  Jarom and Dave were like two bats in the dark.  It was fun to hear them laughing down the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFUaBQNU5Xg/TXk6bkVYx4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/KWxthjtV-2Q/s1600/IMG_8114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFUaBQNU5Xg/TXk6bkVYx4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/KWxthjtV-2Q/s400/IMG_8114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582557458386700162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ns_fCf1Tevg/TXk6bKmSqtI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4jbs2a_w75w/s1600/IMG_8113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ns_fCf1Tevg/TXk6bKmSqtI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4jbs2a_w75w/s400/IMG_8113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582557451478280914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible Parents... na.  Jack got his first hair cut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjKBoXz7efI/TXk69vrO1aI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rHjSBZYGoBc/s1600/IMG_8133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjKBoXz7efI/TXk69vrO1aI/AAAAAAAAAoY/rHjSBZYGoBc/s400/IMG_8133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582558045546665378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbp4NE7j9wc/TXk69Fx6U2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eWIgJ4gySG4/s1600/IMG_8134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xbp4NE7j9wc/TXk69Fx6U2I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eWIgJ4gySG4/s400/IMG_8134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582558034300392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just testing out some poses with Lauren and Jack.  They are so precious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9g2AK4LLxg/TXk7TZKrLII/AAAAAAAAAog/mVw2FHIndqU/s1600/IMG_8139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9g2AK4LLxg/TXk7TZKrLII/AAAAAAAAAog/mVw2FHIndqU/s400/IMG_8139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582558417461652610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren was "caught" with a little marker on her hands.  Little did we know she was up to.  "I just wanted to be a Tiger Mom," said Lauren.  I had to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeO5gTL49Wk/TXk8s_-s4xI/AAAAAAAAApA/nPf1MSPRc7A/s1600/IMG_8154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OeO5gTL49Wk/TXk8s_-s4xI/AAAAAAAAApA/nPf1MSPRc7A/s400/IMG_8154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582559956888773394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVFbODp1D1o/TXk8sR2yU5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/06fVBeBkoPU/s1600/IMG_8148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVFbODp1D1o/TXk8sR2yU5I/AAAAAAAAAo4/06fVBeBkoPU/s400/IMG_8148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582559944507544466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpK5BqfdinE/TXk8sArfEpI/AAAAAAAAAow/hu8KyhdgzhM/s1600/IMG_8147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpK5BqfdinE/TXk8sArfEpI/AAAAAAAAAow/hu8KyhdgzhM/s400/IMG_8147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582559939896742546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished off our Fun month of January with a little Snow shoe trip up Rock Canyon.  (there wasn't much snow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5033940112623728811?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5033940112623728811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/january.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5033940112623728811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5033940112623728811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/03/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VwRrGNDjsgY/TXk6KK_i4uI/AAAAAAAAAn4/iM0Zws7ldHA/s72-c/IMG_8101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8342534977170706580</id><published>2011-02-23T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:22:46.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession and Commitment</title><content type='html'>Alright everyone who I can confess my commitment to... I am trying out a year of Blogging... Not to be connected (which part I love) but to create a Photo Journal at the end of the year to print out on a book... I really want this so Hopefully I can keep up.  I have a feeling it's going to be an eventful year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to back track February and January... Let's see if I can get it done in a week's time. Jack will be 22 weeks by then... eek!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8342534977170706580?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8342534977170706580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/confession-and-commitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8342534977170706580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8342534977170706580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/confession-and-commitment.html' title='Confession and Commitment'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-514068104563586221</id><published>2011-02-22T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:00:03.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>I have spent more time lately about hour home.  Not our House might I add.  Well it's more of the combination that our home is not our house.  Yes we are renting.  But there are some beautiful things about renting right? Things that I appreciate now.   Like, I don't stress if we are going to be "stuck" in a house, or that if anything breaks I don't have to foot the bill, or that when I find out my neighbor stole our Grill Cover (I know right?!?) I don't cringe and think... I have to live next to these people forever!!!???!!! (btw I should tell more about this grill cover... next time)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those positives of renting still don't make me stop and sigh every time I see a friend Painting their Baby's room... or actually have space to put their things... or customize their decorations to the house so it's one cohesive decoration ;) I see people in their houses and they are working on a masterpiece.  Weather it is complete in 1 year or 20 it's okay because it's their permanent home, one they can mentally and emotionally invest in as well as physically and financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoY-8H4rKGo/TWSbrAkQsyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PQWnNqonng8/s1600/home-sweet-home-for-less-with-smarthome-coupons-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoY-8H4rKGo/TWSbrAkQsyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PQWnNqonng8/s400/home-sweet-home-for-less-with-smarthome-coupons-26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576753401780286242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... I walk around and see what we have done to make this condo our home... from Snowflakes on the windows... to Patio lights on the porch... I do feel nestled here and a little nervous for when we pick up our young roots and plant them somewhere new. (our roots have never been in one place long)  On the other hand I hope someday I OWN a home... but right now I'm happy to be borrowing a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SEZUx_X27U/TWVLBheCb6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RkTXoiYDEMw/s1600/IMG_8194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SEZUx_X27U/TWVLBheCb6I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RkTXoiYDEMw/s400/IMG_8194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576946203104538530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-514068104563586221?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/514068104563586221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/514068104563586221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/514068104563586221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoY-8H4rKGo/TWSbrAkQsyI/AAAAAAAAAnI/PQWnNqonng8/s72-c/home-sweet-home-for-less-with-smarthome-coupons-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2984525572854310427</id><published>2010-12-31T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T12:03:55.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I borrow some?!?</title><content type='html'>Seriously ladies! Where do you get the time?!?  I feel like my nose is above water if I get the dishes done by bedtime.  :D I think a lot about a desperate house wives episode ( I have watched like five episodes) that I saw before I had Lauren, and the mother of five was exhausted and couldn't understand how moms were 'doing it all' and found out they were taking ridlin from the black market!! Ha!  Somehow this gives me a tad amount of peace because it suggests maybe I'm normal because I can't do it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2984525572854310427?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2984525572854310427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-i-borrow-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2984525572854310427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2984525572854310427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-i-borrow-some.html' title='Can I borrow some?!?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6042493314564340826</id><published>2010-09-24T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:04:52.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of Lasts before A lot of Firsts</title><content type='html'>Today I am overwhelmed.  There is so much to be done before little baby boy comes.  But I am also catching myself thinking every time Lauren has a fit, or cuddles or is sleeping or is getting dressed or is brushing her teeth or ....  I will have another little body in a month to think about somewhere in this house or in my arms.   I also keep thinking oh dear I better get a date in before we never go on dates again.  &lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I also keep dreaming of when I get to hold my little boy for the first time and see his tiny little fingers and toes and eyes and nose!  I think about how there is going to be another little one in the car with me when we go places and how it will really feel like a family.  I keep thinking of the walks that I'll take with him while lauren rides along on her bike and chats away to me while he smiles or sleeps...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balance isn't shifting from good to bad... I'm just getting more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!! 17 days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6042493314564340826?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6042493314564340826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/09/lot-of-lasts-before-lot-of-firsts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6042493314564340826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6042493314564340826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/09/lot-of-lasts-before-lot-of-firsts.html' title='A lot of Lasts before A lot of Firsts'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2324426019716795717</id><published>2010-06-07T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:35:00.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy</title><content type='html'>Thank You everyone for the congratulations!!!  We really are so excited and the Ultrasound was fantastic!  Here are some pictures of baby boys first photo shoot ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/TA0Oe7CkBgI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9n1rpjAtbWo/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+ScannedImage-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/TA0Oe7CkBgI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9n1rpjAtbWo/s400/Copy+(2)+of+ScannedImage-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480052245987067394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is kinda hard to decipher these pictures for some but He's resting his elbow on his knee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/TA0OPb8BGUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ToIaJ95vII0/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+ScannedImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/TA0OPb8BGUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ToIaJ95vII0/s400/Copy+(2)+of+ScannedImage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480051979940075842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is little boy.  I am so excited to have such wonderful docters who know exactly what they are looking for and how to tell me what they are looking for and I felt completely involved in the Ultrasound and I loved every second of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 11 posts and 5 said girl, 3 said boy.  I didn't really think about it too hard but I have no baby boy stuff.  A lot of baby girl stuff that I've tried over the years to go through but I just can't seem to part with some of those super adorable clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for name picking.  Any Suggestions? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2324426019716795717?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2324426019716795717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2324426019716795717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2324426019716795717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/TA0Oe7CkBgI/AAAAAAAAAlw/9n1rpjAtbWo/s72-c/Copy+(2)+of+ScannedImage-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3521620385624387654</id><published>2010-05-24T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:29:05.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S_syohXg1ZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-yvOSMZHwiI/s1600/pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S_syohXg1ZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-yvOSMZHwiI/s400/pillow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475025443732116882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new BFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3521620385624387654?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3521620385624387654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-bff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3521620385624387654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3521620385624387654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-bff.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S_syohXg1ZI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-yvOSMZHwiI/s72-c/pillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5678757822442912144</id><published>2010-05-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:46:00.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright...  Let me tell you a small story.  It's a bit personal and I realize this but if you are comfortable being so personal with me... read on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I got married 7 years ago.  I was not the kid type.  I am way more now that I have one but... So, I had no problem going to school, graduating and working for awhile.  It just felt good to accomplish something so early in my life.  Then, I started to get baby hungry, don't ask me how this happens to someone who was terrified of babies.   Dave and I tried and thinking it was as easy as a wink, I was frustrated with waiting for a year for it to happen.  I felt like something was wrong with me.  But having patience kinda proves one a silly dilly.  We got pregnant with Lauren and had our precious pea on the 4th of July of all days.  (it fits her) She was early and I was freaking out...  Pregnancy with her was a breeze and I only had one day that I felt sick, it was a good combo of a lot of things that did it to me.  So when she came, it just felt surreal.  I guess that describes becoming a parent right, surreal?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we three went to Virginia!  Spent two wonderful years with friends and the water and the beautiful east coast.  During this time... I got baby hungry again and we wanted to have another little one.  But... if you have had to learn patience once... well doesn't mean you don't have to learn it more and even harder.  Over two years ago Dave and I started trying again.  We succeeded and failed a couple of times and all I have to say looking back at those really really really hard times, I am so blessed.  The Lord was with me.  He sent me a wonderful miracle when we were on our way (packing up in Virginia) to Utah, Dave needed to take a really hard end of rotation exam along with another exam for graduating.  He happened to be with a great OB/GYN who was able to help me on such short notice and was so kind with my emotions.  I felt so blessed with great friends who helped me on my way on a six day drive to Utah.  Sigh.  Dave and I succeeded again four months later.  Super nervous about this, afraid that it would happen again I opened up to the wonderful wonderful friends around me who, honestly I feel I was blessed with not just to be friends with them, but I feel the Lord helped me have them in my life right then.  I had such support when Dave was gone to Virginia getting ready to graduate and I was pretty much a wreck.  But even when it was just Lauren and me and things really hit the fan... the Lord blessed me with a super sweet little girl that was more of a support than any two year old could be.  She put her hand on me and said in that little sweet angel voice of hers," Mom why are you crying?" and I could barely muster out," because mommy has had a really bad day."  she was quite for a bit and then said," It's okay mommy, it's going to be okay."  I really feel I was blessed and the Lord showed he was there for me through the wonderful little and big people around me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a break and a sigh and a recoup we thought well we got to get going again.  And four months ago... well let's just say We are four months PREGNANT!  Yeah!!!  Hip Hip Hooray!!  We kept our mouth closed so long because it just was very frustrating to say, "We're pregnant!!  Yeah!" and then "Ummm not anymore"   But here we are!!! And I can not tell you how grateful and happy and so overwhelmed with joy that this is happening!  And the sound of that beautiful beautiful and wonderful heartbeat each and every time I hear it.  Oh it's music to me.  I cry every time i hear it.  At the last check up this little one was kicking like crazy and it was the first time I could feel it.  I laughed then cried.  It's so wonderful!!  Mothers day was kinda fun, I got an extra big kick during sacrament, kinda like Mommy I'm here Happy Mother's Day, love you.  It's such a blessing and sure, I'm scared out of my pants to have a baby again but... nothing ever happens the same twice.  And, as bad as I feel for saying this but not that I don't love Lauren more than my own air, I want this more than with Lauren.  With Lauren I was mostly just unaware and scared.  This feels good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren is pretty excited and she'll still have hard days (same as me) but she prays and says, "and thank you for my sister" and I just laugh because we don't know what we are having yet.  She can't wait to help but, "not with the poopy diapers because they stink. ;)"  Dave is excited too... I think he's afraid we will become miserably trapped like last time but... I hope we know how to handle things a bit better now.  Dave thinks we are having a boy.  He might be right... He was right with Lauren when I was wrong.  I would love a little boy, and I would love a little girl... Honestly I would love either.  I would love to have a boy because I just can't wait to have a sweet little boy of my own and for Dave to have a boy to do all those fun things that he can do with Lauren but... boys are different.  I would love a little girl.  Girls are so fun and Lauren would have a sister.  Every girl out there with out a sister understands me.  I would feel horrified if I didn't let Lauren have a sister.  I can't control fate though so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question... What do you think we are having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave's parents and sister think we are having a boy. ;) I thought for sure we were having a girl at first.  For sure!  But now I call him a him.  I felt like the heart beat was so clear and I have been &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sick&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but... I'm asking ya'll because it's just a fun game and we find out in two weeks :)  Yeah!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well.... Surprise!!!  We are pregnant and due in October!  four days before my B-day ;)  it will be a good present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5678757822442912144?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5678757822442912144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5678757822442912144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5678757822442912144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/05/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4365406782017282676</id><published>2010-04-14T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:25:23.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Znmu2B58I/AAAAAAAAAk4/trWdxRIbiqw/s1600/Favorites-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Znmu2B58I/AAAAAAAAAk4/trWdxRIbiqw/s400/Favorites-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460165513340643266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our super fun visit and night at The Steve And Pamela Hotel, we went on the JEM trail with one of Dave's good friend from High school.This trail is by far my favorite, especially when you shuttle the uphill ;)  I was so happy at the end of the trail because we were talking to a guy who had just finished the trail.  He had a camera on his head and you could tell he was pretty good.  He complimented me on taking the drops and said he saw a lot of girls and people walking them.  I was so glad to hear that.  Dave and Jarom are just way better than me so... anywho.  It was a blast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Znax0aWiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/TsFExGwwyrM/s1600/Favorites-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Znax0aWiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/TsFExGwwyrM/s400/Favorites-28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460165307980732962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short hike and a good dinner in Zions we camped on Dave's new pads, they are as wonderful as he's let on to.  Then when we woke up there was the Egg hunt.  It was sooo fun to have two kids doing this.  Plus it was kinda fun to set the eggs out.  Lauren kinda made a good haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnQ6pG-rI/AAAAAAAAAko/pAuc2PtdceM/s1600/Favorites-39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnQ6pG-rI/AAAAAAAAAko/pAuc2PtdceM/s400/Favorites-39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460165138550553266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Lauren just sulking on a rock.  This girl, I have no idea why she was sulking but it kinda just cracks me up how much spice she has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnJElptgI/AAAAAAAAAkg/CZz1phydp6I/s1600/Favorites-41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnJElptgI/AAAAAAAAAkg/CZz1phydp6I/s400/Favorites-41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460165003781453314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we packed up camp, we went to hike Angels Landing.  I'm glad I did it... but... it might be awhile since I do it again.  It killed my knees and I'm pretty sure I strained my groin, yes i said groin. ;)  This is the mountain we hiked.  Yep, to that very tippy top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnBFcgLQI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MyqK0unpeJ4/s1600/Favorites-53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZnBFcgLQI/AAAAAAAAAkY/MyqK0unpeJ4/s400/Favorites-53.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460164866572561666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part way up the hike.  It was so beautiful.  Dave had so much energy it was amazing.  He packed Lauren 1/2 way up this trail.  I know!!!  I couldn't even keep up with him.  It's the poles right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Zm5DIvCpI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hoEFLxGOX9Q/s1600/Favorites-40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Zm5DIvCpI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hoEFLxGOX9Q/s400/Favorites-40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460164728513825426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave used his multipurpose poles, so cool I know it looks super old foagy, But.. I wished I had some.  Plus people all the way up and down were saying things like, "hon, you take the guy out and I'll take his poles."  I think I wasn't the only one wishing i had poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZmyvHRO8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/E-OBb296rWM/s1600/Favorites-58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZmyvHRO8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/E-OBb296rWM/s400/Favorites-58.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460164620059753410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the switchbacks and they were steep!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZmqP_IDxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9f-BHfc0zws/s1600/Favorites-67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZmqP_IDxI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9f-BHfc0zws/s400/Favorites-67.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460164474265145106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Zmidk8vzI/AAAAAAAAAj4/GvzWDC_LzNw/s1600/Favorites-79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Zmidk8vzI/AAAAAAAAAj4/GvzWDC_LzNw/s400/Favorites-79.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460164340474494770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the pictures Dave took and I edited over looking the peak.  The last "half mile" is so not a half mile and it's really kinda scary.  It just drops off and I just had to keep looking right infront of me.  Plus it's kinda a climb.  But... isn't this pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZqWz_-s5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/xuQagB1o7ak/s1600/Favorites-74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8ZqWz_-s5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/xuQagB1o7ak/s400/Favorites-74.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460168538381530002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4365406782017282676?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4365406782017282676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4365406782017282676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4365406782017282676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S8Znmu2B58I/AAAAAAAAAk4/trWdxRIbiqw/s72-c/Favorites-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5087759661880027996</id><published>2010-02-24T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:46:38.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S4Xyhk5Rk-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/_rTBKlg82Js/s1600-h/virtual-friends-300x249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S4Xyhk5Rk-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/_rTBKlg82Js/s400/virtual-friends-300x249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442022383400621026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've cut myself out of some pretty cool things in life.  You'd think I'd change...  But, I really think I missed out in Norfolk.  Granted I miss Norfolk horribly.  It was such a good time in my life.  But, It could have been so much better.  All I needed to do was try to not hold myself back so much.  I think people are afraid of getting hurt or rejected by others so they don't put themselves out there.  When now that I look back, I just missed out on being friends with some really amazing people.  I feel like I knew them... but I could have really enjoyed them.  Such a sad scenario.  And it's all because I didn't reach out when another did, or try to get myself into their lives.  I think most of the time people like friends, so why was I so scared to be one??  I wonder if I should still try, via blogger or facebook to get close to these ladies from Virginia.  But, maybe it's too late.  I don't know.  &lt;br /&gt;     So, I remember leaving Virginia and going to Denver and realizing this.  Even as I was spending my last days in Virginia I couldn't reach out and become closer, silly me.  So I went into Denver thinking, I might have a really great friend here.  And I found four.  Plus a whole crowd that I'm still getting to know.  I was so boosted and uplifted and helped by these wonderful women.  Friends are so important and gosh I'm so sad I've missed out.  So... As I'm moving into another ward where it would be soooo easy to hide and think "They don't want to be my friend"  I'm just going to give it a good head held high and smile.  &lt;br /&gt;      P.s. if you are one of the ladies I'm talking about I just think ya'll are amazing and I love to learn from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5087759661880027996?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5087759661880027996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/holding-back.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5087759661880027996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5087759661880027996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/holding-back.html' title='Holding Back.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/S4Xyhk5Rk-I/AAAAAAAAAjo/_rTBKlg82Js/s72-c/virtual-friends-300x249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5660014799872792008</id><published>2010-02-22T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:45:01.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea!!!  It's sunny!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad it's sunny outside!  I just have to write it down.  So, we are moving at the end of this week, into a rental.  Bit frustrated about that but... it was our decision (I guess)  And Lauren and I have felt like crap the past week and a half.  Seriously throwing up all night, we take turns Lauren and I, barely able to eat during the day, completely crummy.  Lauren's had serious Diarrhea, poor girl.  While, those of you who have vacationed with me... know I get a little... backed up.  So needless to say we don't pop out of bed like daises and rush to scrub walls and carpets and baseboards and ceilings and organize so when we unpack we don't hate life.  Plus it had been so gray the past forever and I just have to thank the sun for showing it's beautiful self today.  I honestly feel so much better.  Still lightheaded and what not but I might actually be able to do something today, other than watch movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5660014799872792008?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5660014799872792008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/yea-its-sunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5660014799872792008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5660014799872792008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2010/02/yea-its-sunny.html' title='Yea!!!  It&apos;s sunny!!!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2571749777253750850</id><published>2009-12-20T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:58:30.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Decided!</title><content type='html'>Yes It's Decided!  We are going to Disneyland for Christmas!!  I feel like there hasn't been much stability in our lives the past year (and yes I am doing a year cap for my next post) and call me silly I just didn't expect to be at Disneyland with no real place to just sit and enjoy the day.  But... I think it will be full of fun memories.  I have always kinda liked the thought of Christmas in Disneyland but I didn't expect it or even really plan for it this year.  Dave's parents have a hard time with Christmas and so I think since we (the only kids in Utah) are having my family for Christmas this year, they didn't really like the thought of that.  So, they took the initiative and invited us to Disneyland.  Dave can't say no to Disneyland.  I'm excited that Lauren will have so much time with us and her Grandparents.  It will be fun and I hope to post some pictures too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2571749777253750850?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2571749777253750850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-decided.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2571749777253750850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2571749777253750850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-decided.html' title='It&apos;s Decided!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4948549139220118837</id><published>2009-12-14T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:37:27.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>This year I felt so hum drum about Christmas and I still am not going to decorate but I feel like I finally caught the Christmas bug when I started to read the Christmas Carol.  I told myself last year that I would make it a tradition to read The Christmas Carol every December and I was excited to do it so it was easy.  Then the bug grew when I went to watch The Christmas Carol in theaters with Dave.  I really grow from the story and sometimes feel like there are little pieces of me that are a bit scroogish and need a little kneading. &lt;br /&gt;   So I softened and last week I made 32 dozen cookies and gave them to people who work with Dave and family and friends.  I loved it!!  I thought about those people the whole time I was making the cookies and I was just excited to give them something.  For me I hate the thought of the monetary side of Christmas.  It takes the life out of Christmas for me.  So this was a good way for me to give and not think about the money.   &lt;br /&gt;   Plus I love Christmas Carols.  Yesterday, Relief Society sang "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" and despite the horrible singing that was going on all around, I really started crying.  It is such a beautiful song.  I was also thinking during the lesson how it really is a Miracle every Christmas.  I hear people say, "I should be like this all year" or "We should be like this all year".  Then I think, no then that would take the miracle of Christmas.  I think every year you become better, (should at least) and every Christmas still is that much more of a Miracle.  It always leaves mans heart a little warmer, a little softer and a little more giving to "our fellow travelers to the grave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), 1867)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;Their old familiar carols play,&lt;br /&gt;And wild and sweet the words repeat&lt;br /&gt;Of peace on earth, good will to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought how, as the day had come,&lt;br /&gt;The belfries of all Christendom&lt;br /&gt;Had rolled along the unbroken song&lt;br /&gt;Of peace on earth, good will to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in despair I bowed my head:&lt;br /&gt;"There is no peace on earth," I said,&lt;br /&gt;"For hate is strong and mocks the song&lt;br /&gt;Of peace on earth, good will to men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:&lt;br /&gt;"God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;&lt;br /&gt;The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,&lt;br /&gt;With peace on earth, good will to men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till, ringing singing, on its way,&lt;br /&gt;The world revolved from night to day,&lt;br /&gt;A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of peace on earth, good will to men!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4948549139220118837?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4948549139220118837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4948549139220118837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4948549139220118837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5267206435974331456</id><published>2009-05-28T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:13:41.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I know that I don't post hardly ever so it's kinda a cycle where the less I post the harder it is for me to post because I know no one will read it so... Anyways, I'll catch everyone up with us.  Two weeks ago I flew out to Virginia with Lauren to meet up with Dave who had been there a week and a half.  Then later in that week after we flew out Dave Graduated!  Hurray!  It was so fun to visit and be at our old home.  But we were ready to come back to Denver.  Next... Pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5267206435974331456?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5267206435974331456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-know-that-i-dont-post-hardly-ever.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5267206435974331456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5267206435974331456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-know-that-i-dont-post-hardly-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3629205206454615171</id><published>2009-05-05T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:27:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does this really work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3629205206454615171?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3629205206454615171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/05/does-this-really-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3629205206454615171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3629205206454615171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/05/does-this-really-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2011171252522505316</id><published>2009-04-05T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:48:07.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firemen stand up for their Morals - Please Visit Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.firefightersdefensefund.org/atf/cf/%7B2AEB40A0-BAE7-4C80-8FAF-F9F6DDD56C01%7D/Charles_Limandri_with_firefighers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.firefightersdefensefund.org/atf/cf/%7B2AEB40A0-BAE7-4C80-8FAF-F9F6DDD56C01%7D/Charles_Limandri_with_firefighers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.firefightersdefensefund.org/site/c.jdKMKSOuHoE/b.4802855/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a site that makes me feel a bit better about things.  And yet I'm still a little red under the collar.  Today I was driving home with Dave from Fort Collins, CO.  I turned the radio and scanned the channels.  I was very interested in a talk radio conversation which had a Fireman from San Diego on the line with the radio host.  They were talking about a present case that this particular Firefighter Unit in San Diego, was in.  I was so livid and down right well... livid explains it.  The Firemen in this unit were called and told they had to be in the Gay Pride Parade of San Diego.  The chief simply stated, none of the men and he as well did not want to be around, or associated with the activities that would go on during this Parade every year.  Come to find very lud and crass behavior, not surprisingly, is exhibited every year at this parade.  And, why do we over look these "illegal" actions?  Seriously, they are illegal and the city turns a blind eye to it every year.  gerrr, I better calm down.  I just feel it so unjust that someone would be forced by the government in that particular city to participate in something that is very strongly against their belief, against their will, and how horrible it would be for those men with families and wives to spend a horrible horrible day being cat called, exposed to nudity, and inappropriate language and physical action.  Oh, goodness, seriously?  Do we really have a hard time standing up for things?  Well, i was very proud and happy to hear this Unit did.  They stood up and because of it are in a costly case to help them and others who do not wish to forced to do something they do not agree with.  I am so happy to know there are average day Hero's still out there who want to stand up for them selves and not be pushed down and subjected to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2011171252522505316?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2011171252522505316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/firemen-stand-up-for-their-morals.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2011171252522505316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2011171252522505316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/firemen-stand-up-for-their-morals.html' title='Firemen stand up for their Morals - Please Visit Site'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-874322141540716307</id><published>2009-04-05T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:26:07.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acadamy of Country Music Awards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.awardsandhonors.com/files/images/acm-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 477px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.awardsandhonors.com/files/images/acm-logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alright,I have always liked the occasional Country song, but I think I was slightly converted tonight.  I love Country music!!  And I actually feel like there is something worth while in the music and lyrics.  Like Carrie Underwood said tonight, "It's my belief that Country music makes the world a better place."  Thank goodness there is still that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-874322141540716307?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/874322141540716307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/acadamy-of-country-music-awards.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/874322141540716307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/874322141540716307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/acadamy-of-country-music-awards.html' title='Acadamy of Country Music Awards!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3736680279521766871</id><published>2009-04-02T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:29:19.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Telemarking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3cdd568fab737657" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cdd568fab737657%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65C15C840C2C2369C0BA52D5DA6516AF66C381CE.3FC39EC6798660533140B5A7F3795499AC5FB822%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cdd568fab737657%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBvjfuqd3gfjyjw0pp5ynMibDEXg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3cdd568fab737657%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65C15C840C2C2369C0BA52D5DA6516AF66C381CE.3FC39EC6798660533140B5A7F3795499AC5FB822%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3cdd568fab737657%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBvjfuqd3gfjyjw0pp5ynMibDEXg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3736680279521766871?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3cdd568fab737657&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3736680279521766871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/dave-telemarking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3736680279521766871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3736680279521766871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/dave-telemarking.html' title='Dave Telemarking'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8500674790310863792</id><published>2009-04-02T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:14:24.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maci &amp; Ryan get Married, And Dave and I get A day away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUymwZ00kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rw7AHZkZHvg/s1600-h/P1020723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUymwZ00kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rw7AHZkZHvg/s400/P1020723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320214176217748034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy for my good friend Maci!  She is one of the funnest, smartest, kindest people I know.  I'm so blessed to have good friends, even if we act like sisters sometimes.  Her wedding was just right.  I felt like everything about it was comfortable and easy and enjoyable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzPKK7Z0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gKV6mC7Z4BE/s1600-h/P1020731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzPKK7Z0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/gKV6mC7Z4BE/s400/P1020731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320214870329354050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun seeing everyone and laughing with them while we ate our scrumptious dinner/lunch.  I just love having my friends around, but I love having my friends and my hubby around.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzZfJsVtI/AAAAAAAAAiM/HcIGojs_sc4/s1600-h/P1020728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzZfJsVtI/AAAAAAAAAiM/HcIGojs_sc4/s400/P1020728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320215047760008914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a lot of fun to laugh with Dave too.  I honestly say he is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Wedding we wanted to "hit the town" of ol' St. George.  I just boggle myself when I remember growing up in Delta and felt that St. George and Provo were such monstrosity of cities.  I know if you live there you usually know the nooks and cranies where you go and do things, that sounds like a bad joke.  But, we aren't from there or ever lived there, so... we went to a movie and Loved it!!!  We were early and so Dave was like should we go somewhere, I said, No way!!  Do you see the arcades?  Yes we played arcades for half an hour and it was a blast!!  I love feeling like a kid at times.  Then we went in and watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Knowing&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It was crazy and I liked it.  The best part of this movie was walking out and looking at eachother and saying, "What next?"  Oh it felt soooooo good to not to have to rush home because of worries.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzoQqW1hI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dEV52i1n6-g/s1600-h/P1020732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUzoQqW1hI/AAAAAAAAAiU/dEV52i1n6-g/s400/P1020732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320215301568517650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We went to the Family Fun Center and had a blast!!  yes we did race cars and I laughed the whole time.  A little twelve year old passed me but not to worry I was neck and neck with him after that. So then we went to dinner, then headed back to Cedar City to our awesome Bed and Breakfast.  Dave was getting a little worried and a bit jealous of the bed and sheets we had.  I was sooo in love.  Some people like their mattresses hard, I like mine to feel like I'm on a cloud and I did! And to think I just got this place because it was the cheapest :)  Then after a blissfull night sleep, we treked down to Virgin and did a bike ride.  Ohhhhh my lands.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdVTajFhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAic/lW7OgsytqzE/s1600-h/P1020744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdVTajFhQ5I/AAAAAAAAAic/lW7OgsytqzE/s400/P1020744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320250250368205714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   I felt like I was the same person who graduated college four years ago.  I missed myself and it was a good reunion to be together again.  I just can't wait to do the trail again with Dave and some of my family at the reunion this summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8500674790310863792?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8500674790310863792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/maci-ryan-get-married-and-dave-and-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8500674790310863792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8500674790310863792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/04/maci-ryan-get-married-and-dave-and-i.html' title='Maci &amp; Ryan get Married, And Dave and I get A day away!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUymwZ00kI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rw7AHZkZHvg/s72-c/P1020723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6171735785627605530</id><published>2009-04-02T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:47:05.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Spoils of a Good Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxlkLC5GI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KOg00eaxRv0/s1600-h/P1020761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxlkLC5GI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KOg00eaxRv0/s400/P1020761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213056243033186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday a storm hit, it was pretty big.  Big enough for half of Denver to go home from work early.  So Dave came home early, I hadn't left the house because the snow was blowing sideways.  I had snuck down to the gym and done some good circits, lunges and what not.  He says, well the D.O. gave me some ski tickets for a great price.  "Wha?" Let's just say, I loved the snow in my... more unresponcible days.  I loved Snowboarding!  Snowshoeing, skiing, and when I met Dave he taught me how to Telemark.  So.. it's been soooo long since we have had a good day on the slopes.  The D.O. said if Dave wanted to take Friday off to go skiing that would be fine with him.  Great hu?  Well, I was a bit hesitant to doing this, mostly because I didn't want to wake up at 6 a.m., I was a bit sick, and I am sick of driving.  But... lo and behold I woke up at 6 a.m. and drove to Loveland, CO, about one hr away from Denver. &lt;br /&gt;   There was a Day care at the resort which did a good job at watching Lauren.  She was really excited to be there so I didn't have any worries.  I feel like Now that she is getting older I don't have as much anxiety about leaving her.  Dave and I put on our new (old) tele boots with a smile and scout our routes out and just hit the slopes for 2 &amp; 1/2 hrs.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUuukKTBTI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zEMm1jD3Z-o/s1600-h/P1020755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUuukKTBTI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zEMm1jD3Z-o/s400/P1020755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320209912323835186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was really tired because of the early wake up, being sick, and my intense work out the day before.  When you Tele you use so much thigh you are basically doing lunges down the mountain. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxUSRbSXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/guAMVYK5sYM/s1600-h/P1020756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxUSRbSXI/AAAAAAAAAhc/guAMVYK5sYM/s400/P1020756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320212759380183410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      So my first few runs were not so good.  I had a lot of fun with Dave and by the end I felt like If I went again this season I would be kickin' it. ;)  What a blast hu? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxusME1WI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2kST4eXz1HQ/s1600-h/P1020764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxusME1WI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2kST4eXz1HQ/s400/P1020764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320213213013661026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Then I hung out with Lauren for an hour while Dave did another long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxcU4f6PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/OvwaVLKGBEE/s1600-h/P1020759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdUxcU4f6PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/OvwaVLKGBEE/s400/P1020759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320212897519888626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I just love Colorado!  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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5894490288584285131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-982696938001085078</id><published>2009-03-10T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:19:34.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our past few months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJKHtUTbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PBUpeIJJBm0/s1600-h/P1020475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJKHtUTbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PBUpeIJJBm0/s400/P1020475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311653986235076018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJJgtXnpI/AAAAAAAAAhE/P_vb4QxgSyY/s1600-h/P1020473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJJgtXnpI/AAAAAAAAAhE/P_vb4QxgSyY/s400/P1020473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311653975766310546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJJcBM0UI/AAAAAAAAAg8/hD5KpD59Des/s1600-h/P1020410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311653964454064946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-982696938001085078?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/982696938001085078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-past-few-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/982696938001085078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/982696938001085078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-past-few-months.html' title='Our past few months'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SbbJKHtUTbI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PBUpeIJJBm0/s72-c/P1020475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5995035806090676830</id><published>2009-01-07T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:01:37.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marie of the Dead!</title><content type='html'>O.k. I can't promise anything at this point.  I'm really not in the situation to.  But... I feel like I've been horribly bad and not very interesting in my communication via blogger.  So, I am penitent.  Awful enough I have zilch I can talk about, that does not consist of complaining.  So... Let's see if I can dig up a funny story. Our Norfolk, VA ward was a gem.  Or something like it.  Well, I was sitting in the Peterson's ward Sunday and just thinking of how home sick I was for my Norfolk ward and friends..  This is the same ward where some of the people are a little shy of all the colors of the rainbow.  And the same ward where a woman got up during fast and testimony meeting to exclaim to the congregation that she caught her husband in an affair, she says," And can you believe I walked in on them and they were having S E T S!"  Oh how sad and funny at the same time.  So I'm reminiscing this last Sunday just not listening to all the testimonies about peoples problems and how they slyly add in something about the Gospel.  (Ohhhh I am going to burn!!!!)  When this woman walks up.  Nothing unusual.  She starts crying, not unusual, she starts talking how things have been hard since she divorced her husband five years ago, caught my interest a bit.  Then she goes on to say how she hated this church and grew up in Utah, and how she thought "if there ever was a mafia church, this would be it" and she later tells because she knew someone who was in the church and mafia and was using the church, "as a black market for babies"  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What????!!!!!????&lt;/span&gt;  Oh,  I felt right at home once again.  I love the crazies of the world.  I turned to Dave and said, "I was just missing our Norfolk Ward, Now I feel right at home."  But Honestly I seriously do miss my Norfolk ward and think it was my favorite ward I have lived in... yep ever.  Funny how that goes hu? I can remember all the people's faces (I'm ashamed I can't remember their names)  And I seriously smile when I think of them.  Even the one's I didn't know well.  But I will say, I miss the Young Women so much.  They changed my perspective in the world in a way, and I hope and Pray for them and think of them often.  Well, I know I don't have any fun pictures but...  would any do for this post?  Ta Ta ladies, and I really don't know of any guys on this but, Ta Ta men if you are reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5995035806090676830?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5995035806090676830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/01/marie-of-dead.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5995035806090676830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5995035806090676830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2009/01/marie-of-dead.html' title='Marie of the Dead!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3808399655392416405</id><published>2008-09-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:22:20.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tri - ida</title><content type='html'>O.k. I realize no one will see this because, let's face it.  My blogging stability is weak.  I'm getting back up to par, so bare with me for just a bit while I get my mouse spinning the wheels.  &lt;br /&gt;  So.. No pictures but I have a confession...  I haven't trained squat for this triathlon.  Yeah, it's in three weeks.  Eek! I mean I've exercised but... I felt soo drained and I was actually digressing in what I could do.  So I followed a friends advice to take three days off.  Well..  I wanted to be a sissy and it's been like two weeks since I've exercised.  I went and did Yoga one week three times but..  let's be honest.. that is just like desert.  I love it by the way and when this tri is over, I'm so incorporating Yoga into my weekly work out.  Plus I felt like training took much of my life.  I couldn't go and do things when people wanted to.  It became a chore instead of fun, which I don't want it to be.  So..  like blogging I'm getting back on the wagon tomorrow.  I talked to my IronWoman cousin, she is freakin' awesome!, and she gave me some really helpful tips so... Ithink that this tri is going to hurt somethin' fierce but.. I actually am starting to feel like I want to do it again.  Well ta ta  Next time I'm going to have some fluff to the meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3808399655392416405?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3808399655392416405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/tri-ida.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3808399655392416405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3808399655392416405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/09/tri-ida.html' title='Tri - ida'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8580688896489434370</id><published>2008-08-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:47:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks  Lara and John</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3a48e45b4eeba86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3a48e45b4eeba86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D205FEF4596067FDE6253F573BD7DE95B654DFCDA.784E6D2A175A2B85A6E070B3FE010C4B88C0C0E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3a48e45b4eeba86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGcoyDMMWzaJQnaqGAimNIUfjgvk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db3a48e45b4eeba86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D205FEF4596067FDE6253F573BD7DE95B654DFCDA.784E6D2A175A2B85A6E070B3FE010C4B88C0C0E3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db3a48e45b4eeba86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGcoyDMMWzaJQnaqGAimNIUfjgvk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so cute when I put the outfit on her.  As you can see she was trying to pose.  Thanks so much!!  You are so sweet.  We miss you guys too and It will be fun to see you over Christmas!!!  I really hope the family vacation works out!!  I would love it!!  I'm excited for you to start school Lara!  You too John :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SJN0XJlNEiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8K9n9DEk1OY/s1600-h/P1020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SJN0XJlNEiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8K9n9DEk1OY/s400/P1020004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229651533365056034" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8580688896489434370?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b3a48e45b4eeba86&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8580688896489434370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-lara-and-john.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8580688896489434370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8580688896489434370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-lara-and-john.html' title='Thanks  Lara and John'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SJN0XJlNEiI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8K9n9DEk1OY/s72-c/P1020004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3546450703806918398</id><published>2008-07-27T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:10:59.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SI9zisA_O0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ENfIjj2M_nQ/s1600-h/jacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SI9zisA_O0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ENfIjj2M_nQ/s400/jacob.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228524732168485698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K. so I was o.k. with Kristen Stewart for Bella, they seem to fit well, and Rob Pattinson.. well he's grown on me for Edward, now I think he's perfect.  But, please this Jacob is lacking a little bit.  He fit's the younger version of Jacob Black, Taylor Lautner, but not Bella's Jacob.  What do you guys think?  And have you seen Adventure's of Shark Boy and Lava Girl?  That is another one of his movies.  Who know's maybe he'll grow on me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3546450703806918398?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3546450703806918398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/twilight-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3546450703806918398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3546450703806918398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/twilight-news.html' title='Twilight News'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SI9zisA_O0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ENfIjj2M_nQ/s72-c/jacob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6524023163301828847</id><published>2008-07-27T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:33:50.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Thumbs Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SIzMP9SWGsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gyJhQbBpW40/s320/bella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227777841991916226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. so I've seen a whole bundle of movies in my day and these two took the cake, or pie in this case.  &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SIzL6XCHgoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ILv0K0qqrFM/s1600-h/waitress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SIzL6XCHgoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ILv0K0qqrFM/s320/waitress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227777470946050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you haven't seen either/or I suggest you do so.  I don't typically suggest movies but these two were just well done.  I felt like they were normal, so humen.  I love the message in both of the movies and I really liked the characters.  Well written, well acted, and well taken.  Two Thumbs up for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6524023163301828847?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6524023163301828847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-thumbs-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6524023163301828847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6524023163301828847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-thumbs-up.html' title='Two Thumbs Up!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SIzMP9SWGsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gyJhQbBpW40/s72-c/bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3394786831204083643</id><published>2008-07-20T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:10:06.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3394786831204083643?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3394786831204083643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3394786831204083643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3394786831204083643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5322020360823970419</id><published>2008-07-20T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:10:48.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5322020360823970419?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5322020360823970419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5322020360823970419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5322020360823970419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7822921106715890128</id><published>2008-07-07T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:01:30.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lauren!!!</title><content type='html'>How cool is it to have your birthday on the Fourth of July?  We missed everyone and wished we could be with y'all both for Lauren's birthday and the Fourth events.  Here are a few clips of the weekend.  Thanks everyone for thinking of us.  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-96973ca80cae51f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D96973ca80cae51f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D853EE372929DB24D6EAF0AEDB4302C9C2D6DA21F.67577DB6FD4CF05254F3A27AFACB2215C72BC56C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D96973ca80cae51f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkkEX03u9K10hyCetWBX5Hxpmyl0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De74f25d6781b1976%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31C0E893B2C2F751BE200142017A0A1C5C657974.2765E3F05F8A5CBA4230C9B3153F31C9B3F5D2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De74f25d6781b1976%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdkXtcBKc0SBipcJ9U4pnYo0lbFw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7822921106715890128?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=96973ca80cae51f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e74f25d6781b1976&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7822921106715890128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-lauren.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7822921106715890128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7822921106715890128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-lauren.html' title='Happy Birthday Lauren!!!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2624767080319836243</id><published>2008-07-07T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:46:16.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/eclipsecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/eclipsecover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/newmooncover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/newmooncover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/twilightcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/twilightcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. I have a silly confession.  I just read the twilight series, excluding the book not released.  I remember having reservations about the book.  Honestly, it seemed silly. A girl falls in love with a Vampire?  But I caved into curiosity and I will own all of the books so I can reread them as much as I want.  I've already reread Twilight when I was waiting for a hold on Eclipse.  I know this isn't even the silliest.  The silliest part is that in the past week I've cried more for Bella, Edward, and Jacob than I have for myself in the past two years.  Seriously, my eyes are either wet or red ;)  How silly is that?  They aren't even real  lol  So.  I'm scouring to find a fellow who I can totally talk to about these books because Dave, poor Dave, is to the point of hiding the books ;)  Give me a call or tell me what you guys thought of the books.  How about the movie coming in December?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2624767080319836243?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2624767080319836243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/silly-me.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2624767080319836243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2624767080319836243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/07/silly-me.html' title='Silly Me.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-444022493007139379</id><published>2008-06-27T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:40:32.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June bug II</title><content type='html'>O.k. so At the very end of May and Beginning of June I was in Utah ;)  My family had a reunion and bumber, double bumber, that Dave couldn't come but... the show must go on.  So It was really fun, I was so worried I would be so stressed and I wouldn't have fun.  This year we stayed in a Cabin (and Mom and dad's trailer) that was a lot of fun.  We flew in spent some time with Dave &amp; Rach, I love them for picking us up.  Lauren instantly loved her cousin's.  Of course they are so sweet to her.  We spent some time In Orem with Mom and Dad Peterson, then Drove down to Delta the next day. Oh and saw Mom in the Hospital.  (She's had a busy summer)  We stayed in Delta for a day and half with Dad Renee Coby and Aithne.  This is Cousin Aithne, she was so fun and cute!  This is her camera Smile.  It's too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUrcpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/GZOz6ao4yUk/s1600-h/P1010706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUrcpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/GZOz6ao4yUk/s320/P1010706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216623514532930370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Loved baby Coby!! He is such a beautiful boy.  I just loved to hold him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUsrkLv6yI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3NhhzvWNk58/s1600-h/100_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUsrkLv6yI/AAAAAAAAAVI/3NhhzvWNk58/s320/100_0096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216624870337538850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee and I would tease that we were the "odd" couple until James came up the next day at the cabin. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUtRrfUofI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PjBdlLcaqMs/s1600-h/100_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUtRrfUofI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PjBdlLcaqMs/s320/100_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216625525133713906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many fun things that I remember, I just love my family, the whole Lot of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUtzURiqoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uBFTC0X1oiQ/s1600-h/family08+getting+ready.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUtzURiqoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uBFTC0X1oiQ/s320/family08+getting+ready.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216626103017450114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home and I had a few days to adjust for the Tri that weekend, well, little did I know it would be longer.  I came home to smoky skies.  I there was a big mishap about the race, long story short.. thank goodness we called mom the night before to check the web site for packet pick up times and places.. the race was postponed, and we were half an hour away. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUvlXRSfyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/98WXYkZUeA4/s1600-h/P1010729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUvlXRSfyI/AAAAAAAAAVg/98WXYkZUeA4/s320/P1010729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216628062326783778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (tri trip act 1)&lt;br /&gt; yep we turned right around and rescheduled everything, the hotel was impossible but once I actually got a hold of them they were wonderful, they reimbursed me the night stay of 100 and gave me a discount for the next week for 75.  cool hu?  I was so stressed.  So..  We went down the weekend Mom and Dad came to visit.  I was so glad they visited, a slight tangent here for them.  I was so glad to have them to myself ;)  I just enjoy my mom and dad and it was perfect timing for them to come.  We hung out on the porch the night they came and had cheese and apple and crackers. The next morning we went to the botanical gardens. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU9K6H7qaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LuBNnVcj64A/s1600-h/P1010757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU9K6H7qaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/LuBNnVcj64A/s320/P1010757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643000989100450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a lot of fun!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU9pxMXLfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7UXbqcLmCds/s1600-h/P1010749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU9pxMXLfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7UXbqcLmCds/s320/P1010749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643531167706610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish we had more time.  Then Dave got off early so we booked it home and loaded up and drove down.  We had a bit of a jaunt around downtown Washington, NC then headed off to bed.  Dad drove me to the race and I was glad to have that time just me and him.  He was so supportive. I could see my dad doing this all the way.  Maybe we can do one together. ;)They were sports but I really do think they had fun.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU3_GdTxZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JbN4vhDlre4/s1600-h/P1010765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU3_GdTxZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JbN4vhDlre4/s320/P1010765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216637300583417234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU4zvH5uII/AAAAAAAAAVw/09eiwVYbbKs/s1600-h/P1010830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU4zvH5uII/AAAAAAAAAVw/09eiwVYbbKs/s320/P1010830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216638204852680834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  I tell ya.  I was so nervous!  I kid you not I don't remember ever feeling this nervous and I have no idea why I was so nervous.  It's just a race.  I didn't know anyone, and  I think everyone else knew at least one person. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU6U94HukI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_NrhJozigZg/s1600-h/P1010774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU6U94HukI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_NrhJozigZg/s320/P1010774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216639875260332610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, I'm feeling nervous and lonely, and sick and what else under the sun.  I couldn't sleep at all the night before I just laid there in the bed and Lauren woke up a couple of times too.  So, I get there.  It's a beautiful course, I checked it out the night before.  The conditions were perfect ;)  seriously they were.  The water was like bath water, it was opaque, not completely dark, the entrance was an inlet beach with nice soft sand, no rocks.  We swam down current, if there even was a current.  It's was out down, and in, so easy right?  Right, Wrong!!  The women's heat was last 7 min after the first.  So the horn goes, we are out in the water, and I'm off to swim, I felt o.k. completely nervous but o.k. in body, I could do this.  Then, what the heck..  my timeing chip strapped to my ankle falls off, I stop and turn around, "please float, please float" I'm shuffling back to where it fell off and it finally floats back up.  O.k. I was like "just put it back on."  So  I do, of course I'm dead dead last now and back in I go, I can catch up right?  Kick Kick .. you have got to be kidding me!!!  It comes off again.  I'm barely touching now and I'm bobbing more then the first to find the chip, you see... no chip, no race, no times, and a $50 fee, no matter what!  So, I couldn't go.  I find it again and I'm like what the heck I'm just going to double knot this thing to my ankle.  I tie it, opps way too tight!  loosen it a bit and look at the crowd as they are approaching the first buoy.  I admit I said a few choice words, saved especially for this flavor of frustration.  So, kerput I'm so out of my game.  All I could think is...  Just swim Just swim, and ..  I can't be last, I have to pass at least one person.  I have to or Larry will make fun of me.  (Land Lord above our place, I told him this after and he said he would never do that )  So..  I am doing freestyle, i guess it's called the forward crawl or something like that.  I'm pretty fast with this stroke but my nerves were so shot and I was swallowing a large amount of water so, what do  I do when I give up?  Breast stroke.  So..  Apparently after I left a guy came in holding on to a kayak for dear life but I couldn't see that, I was so into just swimming.  The volunteers were so nice.  This lady in a kayak comes up to me, because of course I'm at least 5 min. behind everyone and I'm just starting I can only imagine what she was thinking " this poor lady, she isn't going to make it"  lol  So she says"do you need a rest"  Of course if I stopped to hold her boat I'm completely disqualified or penalized, but I wasn't even thinking about resting. I was just thinking about swimming and finding anyone straggler or not to pass.  I had no shame. I was utterly dead dead dead last.  So I round the buoy, two kayakers were staying close by, I was the end of the heat and the last so I understood, they kept me company, we even had a few laughs and I got an invite for breakfast after.  WEll, halleluia I swim and see a few stragglers ;)  I'm back in.  So I just started swimming harder and I passed one, the poor guy he was zig zagging like crazy, I'm sure he swam way more water than I did. Then I pass him and the second buoy, the next one is in sight he's probably 17 but still, I felt relentless so I dug in and swam as fast as I could 100 meters left I missed him by just seconds but I was o.k. I was done with the water.  So...  I have no clues, tips, or anything about transitions, I have no idea and had no idea how to do thing but to do them fast, so .. I tried to go fast, but I stopped to talk t odave, put my socks on lol and pack my pocket full of stuff then I was off in a mear (hold the laughter) 2:50 min.  O.k. so It's my first tri o.k.? &lt;br /&gt;So..  Swim:800meters&lt;br /&gt;      Goal:30 min. (thought would do 20)&lt;br /&gt;      Actual:31 min. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU7sHIkTII/AAAAAAAAAWA/JqDyaj2nifs/s1600-h/P1010802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU7sHIkTII/AAAAAAAAAWA/JqDyaj2nifs/s320/P1010802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216641372393852034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then the bike started.  Ohhhh It felt soo good to breath.  I was just so happy on my bike.  I get out onto the main road which was a short stint of the leg and I go to get my Gatorade. I put my bottle back in and opps, yes opps, I drop my bottle, how crappy is that?!?  You have to pick it up or you are disqualified so I u turn get passed by the teenager pick up my busted bottle and start back again. The bike was just beautiful!! And I had so much cheering from Mom Dad Lauren and Dave, it was great!!!  I sat at a good pace of about 18 mph it felt good, I wasn't going to burn myself and this was quicker than my goal time.  I passed 11 people.  I think I could have pushed a bit harder but I'm glad I didn't and you'll find out why.&lt;br /&gt;      Bike:15 mi.&lt;br /&gt;      Goal:1 hr. (thought would be 1:15)&lt;br /&gt;      Actual: 52 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, this transition was good.  I felt fine, I got fluids and fuel during the bike (my Gatorade would pour all over after I dropped it, it makes me laugh now to think I kept trying even after I knew it would just run all over me and none of it would get in my mouth) So, on foot I go. There were already people talking and done when I started the run.  but that is o.k. So off I run and I pass a couple of people off                   the bat.   Then the aid the aid station.  I take a gadorade (whew it was strong) and go, a few minutes later stitch in side and  I was surprised how tired my calves were.  But, I knew I couldn't stop.  Just keep running just keep running.  It was o.k.  I only passed on other lady, but because she skipped the timing pad, but she caught me when I was stretching my stitch and she said, "Let's jog together."  So we did, she is actually in one of my pictures lol  she was 52 she did a tri once when she was 26 and she was amazing!!  Such a nice lady.  So the last mile is here, ohy, I am just dying, thank goodness I had a running partner or I would have stopped.  But, I just kept going and when I saw the sign in sight I sprinted, it felt soooo good and hurt soooo bad. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU8MVyP8cI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8qvFskxDUwk/s1600-h/P1010817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU8MVyP8cI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8qvFskxDUwk/s320/P1010817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216641926082589122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love to just sprint at the end, I said right before, o.k. here I go and the lady next to me says, "Do it girl go for it."  I was bumbed, super because I looked up at the time and it said 2 hrs 2 min. my goal was 2 hrs but I was there.  The lady went to get my chip and strap off and she was like, what the heck?  I told her what happened, kinda through my breaths, and she says, man you had this on here tight, I said, I wasn't going to let it go again.  So there it is...  &lt;br /&gt;        Run: 5k -3.1 mi.&lt;br /&gt;        Goal:30 min. &lt;br /&gt;        Actual:28 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was talking to Dave and I told him how I kinda was bumbed I was 2 min behind my goal, and he said, oh no that clock is set from the first heat.  I was so happy!!  I know I'm not that fast but.. all in all I feel o.k. for a first timer.  &lt;br /&gt;       First Tri: Swim 800 meters, Bike 15 miles, Run 3.1 miles&lt;br /&gt;       Goal  2 Hr.&lt;br /&gt;       Actual 1:56:38.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       We were standing around for awards after, which there was no way I could even get one. But.. "Age group 25-29 third place from Norfolk, VA Mary Peterson"  lol  Shocked and stunned and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am kind of in post race blues but I don't know what it was, I lost five pounds that day.  So... I've been eating like a horse ;)  just kidding.  I love this site if anyone wants to look into one themselves  www.trifind.com  it has pretty much all of them on there.  I definately want to keep doing this but I just don't know when to find the time.. Maybe this fall.  We'll see. &lt;br /&gt;    Well I miss my mom and Dad and Lauren misses mama and papa.  She was a hoot, she would try to get grandpa to do something so she would be like paaaa pa!  She just had a blast with Grandma and would wake them up in the morning and jump on their beds and giggle like it was Christmas Morning.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU-hc1Jj_I/AAAAAAAAAWg/wyGyk_GmESU/s1600-h/P1010733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGU-hc1Jj_I/AAAAAAAAAWg/wyGyk_GmESU/s320/P1010733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644487774310386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think this is officially the longest post ever, I am expecting a call from Guinness any time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-444022493007139379?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/444022493007139379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-bug-ii.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/444022493007139379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/444022493007139379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-bug-ii.html' title='June bug II'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SGUrcpavY0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/GZOz6ao4yUk/s72-c/P1010706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3671694247898402867</id><published>2008-06-23T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:39:49.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_ySz-_9mI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wMr3iZstWRw/s1600-h/P1010692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_ySz-_9mI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wMr3iZstWRw/s320/P1010692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215153298524337762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. how funny is this picture?!!!?  It totally doesn't even look like her and she looks like one of those little furry bears from Star Wars.  So funny!!&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_xugvrKeI/AAAAAAAAAUw/6XtEPTyupiE/s1600-h/P1010678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_xugvrKeI/AAAAAAAAAUw/6XtEPTyupiE/s320/P1010678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215152674884495842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. I am a slacker I know.  But, Honestly, life is busy.  So.. I'll start that we went to the beach and had a good morning toward the end of may.  I really wanted to get some open water swim time in and I was scared.  I know now that is the only way I will be better at the swim, I have to do open water swim.  Like I said, I was just nervous I was going to be eaten by a dolphin or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_xLEW4urI/AAAAAAAAAUo/wZ31ZrL-toQ/s1600-h/P1010674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_xLEW4urI/AAAAAAAAAUo/wZ31ZrL-toQ/s320/P1010674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215152065968913074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren Loved these beach balls "they were the art" for the month.  I feel like there is a bigger appreciation for just art in general out here.  I like it.  Dave was, like always, such a good Dad.  I'm so glad Lauren and him are going to be close.  I think it will be Lauren and I that will struggle until she is sitting in my seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3671694247898402867?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3671694247898402867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-bug.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3671694247898402867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3671694247898402867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-bug.html' title='June Bug'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SF_ySz-_9mI/AAAAAAAAAU4/wMr3iZstWRw/s72-c/P1010692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8142060052974580178</id><published>2008-06-23T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:50:03.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Which princess am I at the Ball?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;&lt;font size=+1&gt;You Are Aurora! (A.K.A. Sleeping Beauty.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v465/newbandi/Aurora.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thoughtful and loving. Authority figures probably have been sheltering you all of your life. Thankfully you're a very tranquil person who is content with what life has given you, but secretly you want to know how the outside world works.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greatestjournal.com/quiz.bml?Q=16354"&gt;Which Disney Princess Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8142060052974580178?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8142060052974580178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/mirror-mirror-on-wall-which-princess-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8142060052974580178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8142060052974580178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/06/mirror-mirror-on-wall-which-princess-am.html' title='Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Which princess am I at the Ball?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3675399115664226453</id><published>2008-05-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:03:28.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time, when the livin's easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SDtcB6mfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/Gmq0zdEoMpg/s1600-h/P1010665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SDtcB6mfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/Gmq0zdEoMpg/s320/P1010665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204854982337046450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. So I have some explaining to do...  I have been so busy!!  Dave is into his third week of rotations and I'm so glad to see he is doing what he loves.  He is gone more and that is a bumber but, ce levi.  I'm training every morning a lot.  I know I'm not pro, but I've come a long ways.  I think every one knows I would always hold my nose when I swam, not anymore and I haven't for awhile.  (pat on back)  I have been biking really hard and swimming all the time.  Even the life guards know me and tell me I look better.    A side from training, Earlier this month we picked strawberries.  It was so fun!  And Yummy!  We've had a couple of trips to the beach.  It's so wierd to swim in open water, kinda freaky.  I'm scared a dolphin is going to eat me, or I'm going to land my hand on a jelly fish.  &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SDtdN6mfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/2xZn0gbJ4Po/s1600-h/P1010652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SDtdN6mfJ8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/2xZn0gbJ4Po/s320/P1010652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204856288007104450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another weekend we had friends over for dinner and I kinda got excited and made an Israeli dinner.  It was super tasty.  I was watching the &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Today show and they were saying Orange Chicken (the meal I did) was a dinner to make if you wanted to get engaged.  It was interesting and they actually had examples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3675399115664226453?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3675399115664226453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-time-when-livins-easy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3675399115664226453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3675399115664226453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-time-when-livins-easy.html' title='Summer Time, when the livin&apos;s easy'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SDtcB6mfJ7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/Gmq0zdEoMpg/s72-c/P1010665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3747641084973793822</id><published>2008-05-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T13:16:46.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Committed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hexazen.com/ourhome/aboutParis/bullion-semi/during.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.hexazen.com/ourhome/aboutParis/bullion-semi/during.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.getactivetampa.com/Cycing-racing-around%20a%20corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.getactivetampa.com/Cycing-racing-around%20a%20corner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.getactivetampa.com/Swimming-triathlon%20ocean%20swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.getactivetampa.com/Swimming-triathlon%20ocean%20swim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. you guys.  I'm so scared spit less!  I am actually signed up for a sprint triathlon.  Here is the site &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;http://fsseries.com/triathlons_washington.php&lt;/span&gt;  I know it's not much but still...  I'm scared.  I am not a very good swimmer so I've pretty much been living in the water the past half week and until the competition.  I'll be just happy if I don't drown or half way cling to the buoy as everyone passes me by. If anyone wants to come watch, and maybe laugh a little too, come on down.  It's two hours away from Norfolk.  O.k. I did it.  I've admitted and committed.  Love y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3747641084973793822?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3747641084973793822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/committed.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3747641084973793822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3747641084973793822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/committed.html' title='Committed!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7901607115267311645</id><published>2008-05-07T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:57:00.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SCIJg-N-lHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/NT0rHMnn3PU/s1600-h/P1010602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SCIJg-N-lHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/NT0rHMnn3PU/s320/P1010602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197727382001063026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all, I just want you to know that Dave and I have been married FIVE YEARS!!  I know it is exciting.  I just want to dedicate this post, although late, to Dave. I have to say that I think he is the most amazing, talented, whitty, kind, and yet level headed and inspiring youthful soul I know.  I have learned so much from him. I walk taller because of him.  I smile more, I laugh louder, I am closer to the Lord, I think clearer, I talk louder, I feel better, I love more and I have better memories because of him!  David, I would be lost without you. You are such an amazing soul, I know you will laugh at that, but you are!  And you are such a good dad!!  You really show me how to be a good parent. I love you! How could I be so lucky?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7901607115267311645?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7901607115267311645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-ones-for-dave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7901607115267311645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7901607115267311645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-ones-for-dave.html' title='This one&apos;s for Dave'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SCIJg-N-lHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/NT0rHMnn3PU/s72-c/P1010602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2200315676491598805</id><published>2008-05-06T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:00:11.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w271.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/b25267e6.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i271.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=85" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/?action=view&amp;current=b25267e6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2200315676491598805?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2200315676491598805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/magic-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2200315676491598805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2200315676491598805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/magic-kingdom.html' title='Magic Kingdom'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6315828909724327153</id><published>2008-05-06T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:59:22.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epcot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w271.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/1914aa1a.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i271.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/?action=view&amp;current=1914aa1a.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6315828909724327153?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6315828909724327153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/epcot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6315828909724327153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6315828909724327153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/epcot.html' title='Epcot'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8535111100387507418</id><published>2008-05-06T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:57:02.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w271.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/e1278d67.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i271.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=90" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/?action=view&amp;current=e1278d67.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8535111100387507418?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8535111100387507418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/animal-kingdom_06.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8535111100387507418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8535111100387507418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/05/animal-kingdom_06.html' title='Animal Kingdom'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6373185083042376299</id><published>2008-05-05T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:16:35.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Studio's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w271.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/865c204b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i271.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=112" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s271.photobucket.com/albums/jj153/1lovedav0/?action=view&amp;current=865c204b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6373185083042376299?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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I love it!!  How amazing it is.  This is what was in the e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mabrystudios.typepad.com/reflections_of_christ/2008/03/reflections-sli.html &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a 'Reflections of Christ' photography exhibit recently on display at the Mesa Temple Visitor's Center in conjunction with the Easter Pageant produced by the LDS Church.  The photographer was given permission to photograph Pageant cast members for the exhibit.  The photographer worked with a few other individuals to put together a 5 minute slide show which includes every image from the exhibit set to the hymn 'Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6911428966393322391?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6911428966393322391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/reflections-of-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6911428966393322391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6911428966393322391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/reflections-of-christ.html' title='Reflections of Christ'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5396323641937400373</id><published>2008-04-21T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:40:11.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast From the Past: Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1BlXIH8JI/AAAAAAAAATg/IyDjXEj7plA/s1600-h/PICT0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1BlXIH8JI/AAAAAAAAATg/IyDjXEj7plA/s320/PICT0693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191878055547105426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. so this is supposed to be at the bottom of the next post.. Blogger said, No more pictures on this post.  So... Right I was going to say... Pre-baby body... I miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5396323641937400373?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5396323641937400373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blast-from-past-disneyland_21.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5396323641937400373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5396323641937400373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blast-from-past-disneyland_21.html' title='Blast From the Past: Disneyland'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1BlXIH8JI/AAAAAAAAATg/IyDjXEj7plA/s72-c/PICT0693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6712568521996245888</id><published>2008-04-21T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:37:57.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast From the Past: Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA0_5nIH8EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rn2I5tUNhQo/s1600-h/scan001001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA0_5nIH8EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rn2I5tUNhQo/s320/scan001001.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876204416200770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Very first Disneyland trip to David.  We had a lot of fun with eachother and John and Lara.  You wouldn't know it but, I was so mad at Dave during most of the trip.  He wouldn't even talk to me or pay attention to me, he says it's because he thought I was too hot and didn't want to "fornicate" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1AW3IH8FI/AAAAAAAAATA/-1o15h8bJ9g/s1600-h/disney1-10-04+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1AW3IH8FI/AAAAAAAAATA/-1o15h8bJ9g/s320/disney1-10-04+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191876706927374418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1Aq3IH8GI/AAAAAAAAATI/ae2itNicMI0/s1600-h/disney1-10-04+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1Aq3IH8GI/AAAAAAAAATI/ae2itNicMI0/s320/disney1-10-04+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191877050524758114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty funny.  The farris wheel in California Adventure actually swivels as you go around and it freaked me out.  Of course, Dave had to make fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1A6nIH8HI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Rel_6F_GXk0/s1600-h/disney1-10-04+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1A6nIH8HI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Rel_6F_GXk0/s320/disney1-10-04+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191877321107697778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a year pass our first year in marriage.  We went at least 9 times that year.  We had sooo much fun!  Ahh, lucky in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1BP3IH8II/AAAAAAAAATY/nLfebfMYQy4/s1600-h/disney1-10-04+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA1BP3IH8II/AAAAAAAAATY/nLfebfMYQy4/s320/disney1-10-04+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191877686179917954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubba Hubba!  I love my Davo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6712568521996245888?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6712568521996245888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blast-from-past-disneyland.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6712568521996245888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6712568521996245888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blast-from-past-disneyland.html' title='Blast From the Past: Disneyland'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SA0_5nIH8EI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rn2I5tUNhQo/s72-c/scan001001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3308797477492267890</id><published>2008-04-18T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:45:14.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAj4ICNre-I/AAAAAAAAARg/senfOnNy4S4/s1600-h/scan013001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAj4ICNre-I/AAAAAAAAARg/senfOnNy4S4/s320/scan013001.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190671387461385186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. so I'm starting out with the sappiest and sweetest.  What can I say, If i did it different it wouldn't be me right?  This is my grandma Lisonbee who I adored and loved sooo much.  I used to say, "If my mom dies, I would die, and grandma too."  I was so shocked to find out a few years ago that she was actually hard to be close to and love.  I always felt her love and wanted to feel it all the time.  She knitted this sweater for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAj5ayNre_I/AAAAAAAAARo/KAKxjd43UaI/s1600-h/scan015001.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAj5ayNre_I/AAAAAAAAARo/KAKxjd43UaI/s320/scan015001.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190672809095560178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another one of my favorite pictures!  Grandpa Harmon was such an amazing man and I miss him often and wish that Dave was able to meet him.  We had just been engaged weeks when he died.  Grandpa was one of those people that had an amazing ability to become friends with anyone.  I was always impressed by him.  I also found at his funeral that he was an Electrical Engineer, and drafted often (I know my family never talks).  I guess I know now where it came from.  I was always wondering why I was interested in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to be doing this and hope I keep up with it.  If anyone is up for doing the same, come on and join in the fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3308797477492267890?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3308797477492267890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/flashback-friday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3308797477492267890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3308797477492267890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/flashback-friday.html' title='Flashback Friday'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAj4ICNre-I/AAAAAAAAARg/senfOnNy4S4/s72-c/scan013001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7222400855341500924</id><published>2008-04-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:57:41.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag!! Your it!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have a silly confession...  I have wanted to do this tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;Oh lands, let me get my journal I have a horrible memory. o.k. I can't believe I had to look back to see this.  I know this won't come as a shock to any of you, especially my fellow rabbits... but I was all about boys!!  Really, I don't know how I even graduated high school, boys boys boys, I was so boy crazy!!!  At ten years ago I was wrapping up my freshman year, the year of ultimate boy crazy because I loved like ten seniors, one especially Travis Pellum, lol.  WEll, I was doing my cross country and loving it, and finding out that I can do sports as long as I don't have to have face to face competition.  And, I was enjoying all the pleasures of sleep overs of gitty girls, and my favorite movie had to of been Three Amigo's lol it still makes me laugh liz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have visited:&lt;br /&gt;*Puerto Vierta, Mexico&lt;br /&gt;*Arches, Bryce Canyon, and Grand Canyon Parks&lt;br /&gt;*Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;*San Salvador, Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;*Oahu, Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list:&lt;br /&gt;*"Drop ten pounds immediately"&lt;br /&gt;*Come up with a scavenger hunt for a day date with dave Saturday&lt;br /&gt;*Scan some photos for flashback friday&lt;br /&gt;*read 1984&lt;br /&gt;*find a new platic panel online for the back pocket of our pilot ( I accidentally smashed it in our move)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 lifetime goals:&lt;br /&gt;*See, do, be as much as I can&lt;br /&gt;*Raise children who are great and have a good relationship with them&lt;br /&gt;*be that women who people look at and see an inner beauty shine through&lt;br /&gt;*Travel with David and family&lt;br /&gt;*Make friends that I will always have wherever I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;*This is so gross guys, I'm sorry and a little imberassed, farting.. it's gotten to the point that even dave doesn't think it's funny, but I just crack me up every time, especially when were sitting in bed reading or something  lol I'm laughing just thinking about it.  How old am I honestly?&lt;br /&gt;*sneaking treats when everybody is asleep so I don't have to share (that is so me too amy- it's going to get the worst of me)&lt;br /&gt;*putting myself down, bad posture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you might not know:&lt;br /&gt;*I can bend my thumb completely against my wrist&lt;br /&gt;*I am training for my first triathelon&lt;br /&gt;*I kissed 32 boys before dave and one during, I don't remember half of their names ;) and I was 20 when we got married, and 16 when I got my first kiss, I know I was boy crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;*I love yoga&lt;br /&gt;*I used to snort when I laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Heather, Nat, and Nancy, I so can't wait to read them girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7222400855341500924?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7222400855341500924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-your-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7222400855341500924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7222400855341500924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag!! Your it!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7027405948601000943</id><published>2008-04-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:56:04.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love the Botanical Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOoPyNre8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/WLSkvh04uTI/s1600-h/P1010375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOoPyNre8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/WLSkvh04uTI/s320/P1010375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189176184791595970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOnuCNre7I/AAAAAAAAARI/OYs15SEualw/s1600-h/P1010382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOnuCNre7I/AAAAAAAAARI/OYs15SEualw/s320/P1010382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189175604971010994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOnPyNre6I/AAAAAAAAARA/MPawzv4zt2s/s1600-h/P1010379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOnPyNre6I/AAAAAAAAARA/MPawzv4zt2s/s320/P1010379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189175085279968162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally had some sunshine, so we bolted it to the botanical gardens last week.  Lauren wasn't quite sure yet about the water, but this is her first time this year at the children's garden so I'm sure she'll be splashing and playing along with Calli soon.  This trip we had a first, the gardners came out to show us a newly hatched turtle.  Isn't it so cute!  They even let Lauren hold it. She was so funny about it.  You can see how little it was.  Here's a few more pictures of Lauren and Calli playing on the turtles.  Calli would try to get on the frogs that were squirting, and Lauren would just sit there and laugh.  It was pretty funny.  Calli would be so excited because she would finally be on the squirting frog, so she could play with the stream of water coming out of it's mouth, then it would stop and another one would start. I should have taken video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7027405948601000943?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7027405948601000943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-love-botanical-gardens.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7027405948601000943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7027405948601000943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-love-botanical-gardens.html' title='We love the Botanical Gardens'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOoPyNre8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/WLSkvh04uTI/s72-c/P1010375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8762716792689152714</id><published>2008-04-14T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:47:30.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy Matey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOlASNre5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ea4WHVsOvWA/s1600-h/P1010347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOlASNre5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ea4WHVsOvWA/s320/P1010347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189172619968740242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOkfCNre4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/j45247AzwbA/s1600-h/P1010355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOkfCNre4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/j45247AzwbA/s320/P1010355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189172048738089858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOkECNre3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/UyDwDf1XN04/s1600-h/P1010358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOkECNre3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/UyDwDf1XN04/s320/P1010358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189171584881621874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOjOiNre2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/y1bkoDoOfPg/s1600-h/P1010360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOjOiNre2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/y1bkoDoOfPg/s320/P1010360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189170665758620514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOgCyNre1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/zwrR7opbBCs/s1600-h/P1010359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOgCyNre1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/zwrR7opbBCs/s320/P1010359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189167165360274258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally went to see the Navel Museum here.  It is impressive these ships. Lauren thought it was pretty cool to walk around the ship.  As you can see one link in the chain that holds the anchors is nearly her size, but weighs 120 lbs. It's just amazing how big and small these ships are.  Big as in the anchors, actual hull and guns (gosh the guns are huge) small as in the cabins, computers and living areas.  The museum was pretty cool too. Lauren really liked the torpedos and wheels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8762716792689152714?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8762716792689152714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahoy-matey.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8762716792689152714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8762716792689152714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahoy-matey.html' title='Ahoy Matey!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SAOlASNre5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Ea4WHVsOvWA/s72-c/P1010347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3214562707755949001</id><published>2008-04-14T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:12:16.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-US&amp;brand=&amp;vid=c685f1d2-d807-4c9c-95d4-a1f4378654eb" target="_new" title="Dark Circles Be Gone!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.catalog.video.msn.com/Image.aspx?uuid=c685f1d2-d807-4c9c-95d4-a1f4378654eb&amp;w=112&amp;h=84" border=0 alt="Dark Circles Be Gone!" width=112 height=84&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Circles Be Gone!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. I don't know about y'all but I seriously feel like I'm falling apart and love it when I find tips like this.  Thought y'all would be interested.  Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3214562707755949001?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3214562707755949001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/tips.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3214562707755949001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3214562707755949001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/tips.html' title='Tips'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3035681481296600105</id><published>2008-04-08T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:48:02.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few pic's of pre-married life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-49.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1513209474804725321&amp;amp;site=widget-49.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1513209474804725321&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-49.slide.com/p1/1513209474804725321/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1513209474804725321&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-49.slide.com/p2/1513209474804725321/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3035681481296600105?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3035681481296600105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-few-pics-of-pre-married-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3035681481296600105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3035681481296600105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-few-pics-of-pre-married-life.html' title='Just a few pic&apos;s of pre-married life'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1055085187032951092</id><published>2008-04-08T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:10:25.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R_wXKlHOmaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rPci8z2PuGk/s1600-h/copy.JPG.orig"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R_wXKlHOmaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rPci8z2PuGk/s320/copy.JPG.orig" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187046341352528290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know these aren't studio style, but we thought we would still take some.  Maybe someday we will actually pay to take a family picture ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R_wSlFHOmZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/g_Y4o2Kgi_s/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R_wSlFHOmZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/g_Y4o2Kgi_s/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187041299060922770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I kinda thought it would be fun to see how we've changed, mostly Lauren, since our last pictures)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-1055085187032951092?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1055085187032951092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-pictures.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1055085187032951092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1055085187032951092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-pictures.html' title='Spring Pictures'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R_wXKlHOmaI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rPci8z2PuGk/s72-c/copy.JPG.orig' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1823010012450777472</id><published>2008-03-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:37:54.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for you Lara, and Milana if she comes to blogger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/47e7e6ad60e1d851" width="384" height="316" quality="high" wmode="transparent" id="W47e7e6ad60e1d851" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-1823010012450777472?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1823010012450777472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-one-is-for-you-lara-and-milana-if.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1823010012450777472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1823010012450777472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-one-is-for-you-lara-and-milana-if.html' title='This one is for you Lara, and Milana if she comes to blogger.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3319253072723055363</id><published>2008-03-24T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T10:24:29.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why I think this is so funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/47e7d9d34b3df56" width="384" height="316" quality="high" wmode="transparent" id="W47e7d9d34b3df56" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3319253072723055363?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3319253072723055363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-why-i-think-this-is-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3319253072723055363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3319253072723055363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-why-i-think-this-is-so.html' title='I don&apos;t know why I think this is so funny.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4011960486628674841</id><published>2008-03-13T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:50:27.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Grandma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nnvUCnZrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rtvvSrQ8P4Y/s1600-h/100_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177424046658643634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nnvUCnZrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rtvvSrQ8P4Y/s320/100_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we all know, the first bit on blogger can be kinda... well ... frustrating. This post is dedicated to Grandma for joining us.  We so totally do this for you!  We love and miss you always!  You're the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4011960486628674841?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4011960486628674841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-grandma.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4011960486628674841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4011960486628674841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-grandma.html' title='Welcome Grandma!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nnvUCnZrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/rtvvSrQ8P4Y/s72-c/100_0248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7757470784546106214</id><published>2008-03-13T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:46:32.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Messy Lauren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nm6ECnZqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5wpch2hgbbQ/s1600-h/P1010225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177423131830609570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nm6ECnZqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5wpch2hgbbQ/s320/P1010225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nl40CnZpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/WJvewKsK_uQ/s1600-h/P1010226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177422010844145298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nl40CnZpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/WJvewKsK_uQ/s320/P1010226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.k. what a month it has already been for the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;messes&lt;/span&gt;. I guess it means she is just discovering (and I haven't toddler proofed yet). Well, for this memory we have a light touch of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;raspberry&lt;/span&gt; colored nail polish (no not blood, grandma :) with a hint of saliva. Yes, it looks like blood hu? Can you imagine what I was thinking when she came walking in and it was all over her hand and mouth? I was actually very thankful it was fingernail polish. It came out fairly well but I'll just chalk this one up on our account of messiness this month.  p.s. Lauren looks really funny in this picture.&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/770424895467436298-7757470784546106214?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7757470784546106214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-messy-lauren.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7757470784546106214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7757470784546106214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-messy-lauren.html' title='My Messy Lauren'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9nm6ECnZqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5wpch2hgbbQ/s72-c/P1010225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7337741367559598292</id><published>2008-03-07T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:10:14.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For those who have wondered... "What is Marie up to? She hasn't posted in a while." Well here are a few things... &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GFoECnZdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-DxbKcw5G_A/s1600-h/P1010139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175064370151384530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GFoECnZdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-DxbKcw5G_A/s320/P1010139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us Start with our Trip to DC to visit Ben, Liz, and the Temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My what a big hat you have on Dave. We had so much fun and Thank you Liz and Ben!!! for babysitting and letting us have a sleepover at the age of 25. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175065542677456354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GGsUCnZeI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Vuf4wgTBolY/s320/P1010150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175066736678364658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GHx0CnZfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/-uNgJRToOAk/s320/P1010151.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lauren Found a candle we took off the warmer hours earlier. Yep, it was still warm and plenty of fun for her little fingers. I am motivated by blogger to take pictures of things. I know funny hu? The wax came out of everything though. She couldn't have picked out a better candle. (sorry forgot to rotate the picture of the hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175068828327437842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GJrkCnZhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gT4wcAWvilY/s320/P1010159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Like usual, we are taking trips to the park, even if it's bitter outside. Lauren is into the "big kid" swings. Proud as a peacock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175072290071078482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GM1ECnZlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/teom4xMgkH4/s320/P1010172.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Later that week we had the opportunity to have a little slumber party with Sophia. She was so amazingly good for her first time overnight from mom and dad and big sisters ava and noel. Lauren was just exstatic to have her and thought she was her best friend. Until they both wanted the same toys of course. I put this picture because Sophia just loved Dave, she was always just grinning ear to ear at him. It was cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175077413967062658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GRfUCnZoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/G1y5xqRqJ0A/s320/P1010174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Morning Mommy! Yes, I know this is disgusting, but I just had to post it. I know Lara will have a good laugh at it. I think you other mom's will too. I'm very proud to say she was actually pretty clean about it. When I came in, she looked like she had just been trying to get her diaper off and some of the poo got on her leg so she tried to brush if off and it just kinda kept getting more and more dirty as things got touched. She felt bad though. Obviously not bad enough though because she tried the same thing this morning only there wasn't any poo outside the diaper and it was just pee on the sheets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175073668755580514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GOFUCnZmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IsOcsPhhbJc/s320/P1010175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175075000195442290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GPS0CnZnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PWb8iH7kbn0/s320/P1010219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we had a picknicke on our lawn. It was lots of fun, minus the neighbor's dog poop we found part way through the picknick. This isn't a good picture but it was the only one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e270abaab0286f7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e270abaab0286f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19AA54DF171B554A50D18EC2C026FBA6E1DF91AD.1321A4A7F8E103F545CF11D311E312F2FA2FC44%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e270abaab0286f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzmdqOsdQQNcIdxjO8THi-_7CAkQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e270abaab0286f7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19AA54DF171B554A50D18EC2C026FBA6E1DF91AD.1321A4A7F8E103F545CF11D311E312F2FA2FC44%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e270abaab0286f7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzmdqOsdQQNcIdxjO8THi-_7CAkQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/770424895467436298-7337741367559598292?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e270abaab0286f7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7337741367559598292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7337741367559598292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7337741367559598292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R9GFoECnZdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-DxbKcw5G_A/s72-c/P1010139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4896932934042700482</id><published>2008-03-06T12:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:42:28.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0px;width:378px;margin-top:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0" style="margin-top:0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;What's Your True Color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px 0px;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:358px;padding:0px 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0px 0px 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/color/images/green_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're &lt;b&gt;green&lt;/b&gt;, the color of growth and vigor. Good-hearted and giving, you have a knack for finding and bringing out the best in people. Green is the most down-to-earth color in the spectrum — reliable and trustworthy.  People know they can count on you to be around in times of need, since your concern for people is genuine and sincere. You take pride in being a good friend. For you, success is measured in terms of personal achievement and growth, not by status or position. Rare as emeralds, greens are wonderful, natural people. It truly is your color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding:0px 0px 5px 0px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=colorogt&amp;amp;c=50652&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDQ4MzYxNzExMjUmcHQ9MTIwNDgzNjE3NzE*MCZwPTU5MSZkPSZuPQ==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4896932934042700482?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4896932934042700482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-your-true-color-my-result-green.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4896932934042700482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4896932934042700482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-your-true-color-my-result-green.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8050549511015926402</id><published>2008-02-25T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:33:53.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the hardest tag ever!</title><content type='html'>This is a music tag...pick 5 of your favorite songs and explain why they are your favorite. Then! Tag 3 more people.  (Ali, It's taken me forever to get the thought power to start this, it really is hard especially like you said, when I love so many different songs.)&lt;br /&gt;1. "Life is Wonderful" ~ Jason Mraz ~ I think this is true to life.  And I love it all that much more because of it. &lt;br /&gt;2. "You Move Me" ~ by, I don't know the Artist title is like 8 people but it has Garth Brooks in there ~  I know the songs that I really love are like sappy love songs but...  I just love them&lt;br /&gt;3. "Don't Stop Believin'" ~ Journey ~ Ahhh, I just love the encouraging note of anyone can make it, despite our surroundings&lt;br /&gt;4. "Finally" ~ Fergie ~ I love all her songs by the way!  But this just speaks such good words that I feel it's hard to hear in other songs.&lt;br /&gt;5. "This Everyday Love" ~ Rascal Flatts and "Those Sweet Words" ~ Norah Jones  I feel cheated, there are so many more. Amber 311, all of the Phantom of the Oprah, Regina Specktor, Ingrid Michealson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nat&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Heather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8050549511015926402?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8050549511015926402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-hardest-tag-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8050549511015926402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8050549511015926402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-hardest-tag-ever.html' title='This is the hardest tag ever!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-584975034082465120</id><published>2008-02-09T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T20:10:45.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little snibit for grandma &amp; grandpa</title><content type='html'>I just thought they would love to see her run and talk. Even if the Camera wasn't steady at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-427561c1045db1f9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D427561c1045db1f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D146E504DEB41EED1304BEF9A7377E0349EF49C97.15E936F2100500F4F00F5C30628A743116272EE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D427561c1045db1f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzcWBUo1lEUKQpMksQFwPxsliD1E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D427561c1045db1f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331702298%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D146E504DEB41EED1304BEF9A7377E0349EF49C97.15E936F2100500F4F00F5C30628A743116272EE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D427561c1045db1f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzcWBUo1lEUKQpMksQFwPxsliD1E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-584975034082465120?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=427561c1045db1f9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/584975034082465120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-snibit-for-grandma-grandpa.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/584975034082465120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/584975034082465120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/little-snibit-for-grandma-grandpa.html' title='A little snibit for grandma &amp; grandpa'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1635205880905639495</id><published>2008-02-09T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:58:03.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:*Let's Go Fly a Kite *:.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R651I-liBpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mnReH9KYJKw/s1600-h/P1010126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165194619740358290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R651I-liBpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mnReH9KYJKw/s320/P1010126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6516eliBqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vCLIGQTutdg/s1600-h/P1010122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165195470143882914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6516eliBqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vCLIGQTutdg/s320/P1010122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David know's me well. This Christmas he got me a really cool kite. I know awesome hu? lol It's different, but this shows how well Dave knows me. He knew I would love a kite! So today, we finally took it for it's debut. It was so fun!! I felt professional for like two minutes until a couple of other big time kite fliers pulled out their ginormous kites and were doing stunts and what not. &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/770424895467436298-1635205880905639495?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1635205880905639495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-go-fly-kite.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1635205880905639495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1635205880905639495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-go-fly-kite.html' title='.:*Let&apos;s Go Fly a Kite *:.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R651I-liBpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mnReH9KYJKw/s72-c/P1010126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6115195754585961922</id><published>2008-02-07T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T09:02:30.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps!</title><content type='html'>o.k. so I go to the Y quite often, for those of you who are out west, that is the YMCA.  I love going to it and I'm going to miss it if we move to a place without a Y.  I ran into Tamera and Russell, ward members (Tamera is the yw pres.), and they mentioned they were going to steps.  I'm pretty sure they are regulars.  So, I decided I would join.  I loved the teacher, but I was just silly the whole time.  I really liked it!!  It was the oddest thing I was sweating and yet I didn't feel like I was about to kill over.  I'm excited I hope I stick to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6115195754585961922?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6115195754585961922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-was-b-day-card-i-sent-my-dad-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6115195754585961922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6115195754585961922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-was-b-day-card-i-sent-my-dad-i.html' title='Steps!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1909922338193112283</id><published>2008-02-06T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:08:31.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oY4vneONI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rifSuEt1SQo/s1600-h/P1010109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oY4vneONI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rifSuEt1SQo/s320/P1010109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163967285867460818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-1909922338193112283?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1909922338193112283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1909922338193112283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1909922338193112283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oY4vneONI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rifSuEt1SQo/s72-c/P1010109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-9083901153439021672</id><published>2008-02-06T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:27:46.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These two girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oXtfneOMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TgsPed8EfGk/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oXtfneOMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TgsPed8EfGk/s320/P1010112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163965993082304706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calli and Lauren, they are certainly funny.  Yesterday we went to the park with Calli and Melinda.  We had fun and chatted, but the funniest moment was when Lauren, Excited to see Calli again from a three minute break from eachother, screamed and ran to give her a hug.  As alot of things at this age, perception is not on, and so the two colided.  The poor girls were just kinda dumbfounded, Calli was probably wondering, why did Lauren look happy to see me and then push me over?  And Lauren was probably more like, What the heck just happened.  I didn't do that did I?  They are o.k. but I kinda had a little chuckle.  If you could only see how excited Lauren was to see Calli and that she really did want to just give her a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-9083901153439021672?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9083901153439021672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-two-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/9083901153439021672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/9083901153439021672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-two-girls.html' title='These two girls!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oXtfneOMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/TgsPed8EfGk/s72-c/P1010112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8450958460685077591</id><published>2008-02-06T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:20:21.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodie Lighthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oV__neOLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8rifjFjf33k/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oV__neOLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8rifjFjf33k/s320/P1010081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163964111886629042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. Bodie sounds so familiar.   don't know if that is because it sounds like bogie, but...  I think it is actually in my geneology.  But,  this lighthouse was so cool.  They have like five on the Outer Banks, much needed too.  But they all have different patterned paint jobs.  We weren't able to go up the lighthouse due to ageing and ocean side wear, but it was cool to see the pictures they had there of the spiral stair case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8450958460685077591?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8450958460685077591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/bodie-lighthouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8450958460685077591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8450958460685077591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/bodie-lighthouse.html' title='Bodie Lighthouse'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oV__neOLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/8rifjFjf33k/s72-c/P1010081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8401236459026745800</id><published>2008-02-06T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:15:57.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVMS Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oUnfneOKI/AAAAAAAAAME/8_kUkLQSM-g/s1600-h/P1010067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oUnfneOKI/AAAAAAAAAME/8_kUkLQSM-g/s320/P1010067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163962591468206242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend, we went to the EVMS retreat and We had so much fun.  It was over two nights.  We went down to (kill devil hills) outer banks, NC.  That is where the wright brothers first took air.  Hence the name, I think.  We just had such a fun time with eachother and had good laughs and good times.  It's just been too long.  Two other families from our ward, who are also at EVMS, came down. Probably the most enjoyable part of the trip for me was rigging up some baby monitors by calling our rooms with our cell phones and putting our end on mute while we played games, as adults.  Oh with out the constant occupation of being a parent.  I loved it!  I feel that I always feel guilty if I'm not watching Lauren and having fun, but I think it made me feel o.k. that I wasn't the only one.  :)  Lauren had a blast in the pool and enjoyed our little stroll on the beach.  I think Dave had the most fun on our "night off" when we went up to the dance and did a little boogie.  I have to admit I had some fun with my Honey too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8401236459026745800?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8401236459026745800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/evms-retreat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8401236459026745800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8401236459026745800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/evms-retreat.html' title='EVMS Retreat'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oUnfneOKI/AAAAAAAAAME/8_kUkLQSM-g/s72-c/P1010067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8448097858079554245</id><published>2008-02-06T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:59:58.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Nook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oRi_neOJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X0WQJZCCyS8/s1600-h/P1010118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oRi_neOJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X0WQJZCCyS8/s320/P1010118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163959215623911570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love this nook!  It fits us three just perfectly.  The best about it though, is we wake up for the day and as the sun is coming into those two beautiful windows, we get to bask while we eat. Lunch and Dinner are great too but we just look out at the birds and lawn next to us.  "Ahhh" is what it feels like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-8448097858079554245?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8448097858079554245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-little-nook.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8448097858079554245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8448097858079554245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-little-nook.html' title='Our little Nook'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oRi_neOJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/X0WQJZCCyS8/s72-c/P1010118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1301266002177496861</id><published>2008-02-06T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:57:01.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Moved!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oQ__neOII/AAAAAAAAAL0/ice5AYinxXQ/s1600-h/P1010117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oQ__neOII/AAAAAAAAAL0/ice5AYinxXQ/s320/P1010117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163958614328490114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oPz_neOHI/AAAAAAAAALs/l0voYbTkC3E/s1600-h/P1010060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oPz_neOHI/AAAAAAAAALs/l0voYbTkC3E/s320/P1010060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163957308658432114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much great help from the lovely people of Norfolk, we moved.  I feel just exausted with boxes.  We moved a little pretty much every day for a month.  So, needless to say, I still have boxes to unpack in the Study and the back room (porch) But I'll post just a few pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-1301266002177496861?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1301266002177496861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1301266002177496861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1301266002177496861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-moved.html' title='We Moved!!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R6oQ__neOII/AAAAAAAAAL0/ice5AYinxXQ/s72-c/P1010117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4974221723926264855</id><published>2008-02-06T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:33:00.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Tag</title><content type='html'>For those that I'm going to tag, here is what you gotta do:&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab your nearest book.&lt;br /&gt;2. Open the book to page 123.&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence.&lt;br /&gt;4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In fact, I daresay they're a good deal the worse. But they've worn nice and easy. New shoes are smarter than old ones, but the old ones are more comfortable.  I'm old enough to indulge myself in the matter of shoes and opinions.  I mean to take it real easy here. I know you expect me to look after you and keep you proper, but I'm not going to do it.  You're old enough to know how to behave if you're ever going to be.  So, as far as I'm concerned," concluded Aunt jamesina, with a twinkle in her young eyes, "you can all go to destruction in you own way." &lt;br /&gt;Anne of the Island&lt;br /&gt;"Farewell.  We have known great joys together. If Aslan gave me my choice I would choose no other life than the life I have had and no other death than the one we go to."&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle&lt;br /&gt;It was a toss up between the two books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag Nat, Liz, Ali, Laurel, Pam and any body else who wants to do this. You don't have to do it if I mentioned your name and you don't want to. It think it is funny to read a peice of the book out of context. Thanks Lara for tagging me awhile ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4974221723926264855?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4974221723926264855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/book-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4974221723926264855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4974221723926264855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/book-tag.html' title='Book Tag'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6321690286130929586</id><published>2008-02-06T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:18:43.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged like a baby eagle.</title><content type='html'>A- Attached or Single? Attached, like super glue!&lt;br /&gt;B- Best friend? My David&lt;br /&gt;C- Cake or pie? Cheesecake, I call it my chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;D- Day of choice? Friday&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential Item? Toss up between Diapers, sippy cup, and a good book.&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite Color? This does change too often, right now... sky blue&lt;br /&gt;G- Gummy Bears or Worms? Worms&lt;br /&gt;H- Home town? Delta, Utah&lt;br /&gt;I - Favorite Indulgence? The internet, I know sounds kinda creepy, and exercising&lt;br /&gt;J- January or July? July for sure&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids? Sweet Pea Lauren&lt;br /&gt;L- Life isn't complete without? Dave,;) for everyone else, religion, something new to learn, and humour&lt;br /&gt;M- Marriage date? May 3, 2003&lt;br /&gt;N- Number of brothers and sisters? 5 brothers, 7 sister-in-laws, and 2 brother-in-laws&lt;br /&gt;O- Oranges or Apples? Apples, only because the guarantee of good flavor is higher, but If i had to pick over a good apple and a good orange, orange hands down.&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobia and fears? Dave dying, and especially right after PA school so I'd have loads of debt, no great job title and I'd be oh so alone during the rough of it. Oh and I hate finding bugs I've never seen the likes before, that just creeps me out!&lt;br /&gt;Q- Quote? I like a lot of quotes but here's a good one I saw today -"Humor is the spiciest condiment in the feast of existence.  Laugh at your mistakes but learn from them, joke over your troubles but gather strength from them, make a jest of your difficulties but overcome them." &lt;br /&gt;R- Reason to smile? Lauren's shear joy, when she just has to laugh because she can't hold it all in.&lt;br /&gt;S- Season of choice? well if you ask me this in the spring i would say summer, ask me in summer i would say fall, ask me in fall I would say winter, and ask me in winter, I would say spring.  But...  I would have to say spring.  Oh I just love when everything feels like it is becoming new and the world is born again.&lt;br /&gt;T- Tag three people? Lara, Heather, Nat&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown fact about me? I talk to myself and have Imaginative conversations, like a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable? Edamame - Soy Bean&lt;br /&gt;W- Worst habit? when I get nervous I start saying things even if they are a little blunt, and not the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;X- X-ray or Ultrasound? Odd question I find, would I prefer one or the other? lol  but I've had both. X-ray when I broke my arm at 5 yrs old, and ultra sound when I was sick with my gale bladder, and pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your favorite food? Tater Tot Casserole, and my mum's taco salad. yummy&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac sign? Libra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6321690286130929586?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6321690286130929586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-like-baby-eagle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6321690286130929586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6321690286130929586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/02/tagged-like-baby-eagle.html' title='Tagged like a baby eagle.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6738630079554679157</id><published>2008-01-24T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T10:50:24.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a cozy blanket on a cold winter's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jbrPneOEI/AAAAAAAAALU/naty0PcbyJc/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jbrPneOEI/AAAAAAAAALU/naty0PcbyJc/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159114909125851202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jbKPneODI/AAAAAAAAALM/9e7w8bEPb50/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jbKPneODI/AAAAAAAAALM/9e7w8bEPb50/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159114342190168114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blanket (binket) has me finding Lauren in the oddest places laying down.  It's kinda funny, by the time I have a camera she is usually up and going again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6738630079554679157?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6738630079554679157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/happiness-is-cozy-blanket-on-cold.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6738630079554679157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6738630079554679157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/happiness-is-cozy-blanket-on-cold.html' title='Happiness is a cozy blanket on a cold winter&apos;s day.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jbrPneOEI/AAAAAAAAALU/naty0PcbyJc/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-686199520700336812</id><published>2008-01-24T10:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T10:35:28.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see where can I hide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jZ2fneOCI/AAAAAAAAALE/yVoULhaIbF0/s1600-h/P1010014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jZ2fneOCI/AAAAAAAAALE/yVoULhaIbF0/s320/P1010014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159112903376123938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jWj_neOBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5CeOlIA7FIw/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jWj_neOBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5CeOlIA7FIw/s320/P1010011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159109287013660690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-686199520700336812?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/686199520700336812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-see-where-can-i-hide.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/686199520700336812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/686199520700336812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/lets-see-where-can-i-hide.html' title='Let&apos;s see where can I hide?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jZ2fneOCI/AAAAAAAAALE/yVoULhaIbF0/s72-c/P1010014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6961171149837838358</id><published>2008-01-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T10:16:24.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lauren'/><title type='text'>Tupperwear, Keeps everything Fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jVXPneOAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tWkEiQDoWWY/s1600-h/P1010049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jVXPneOAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tWkEiQDoWWY/s320/P1010049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159107968458700802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jU4fneN_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/GRn-DFpwdVw/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jU4fneN_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/GRn-DFpwdVw/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159107440177723378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren has been such a sport, and such a tare the past few days.  Since we are moving, she has been so board without her mommy friend to play with.  Plus, there are so many things she can't play with out.  Life is just unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-6961171149837838358?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6961171149837838358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/tupperwear-keeps-everything-fresh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6961171149837838358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6961171149837838358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/tupperwear-keeps-everything-fresh.html' title='Tupperwear, Keeps everything Fresh'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R5jVXPneOAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/tWkEiQDoWWY/s72-c/P1010049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5055707827007950855</id><published>2008-01-23T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T05:52:16.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelfari</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm gonna beef this side widget up, but for now it's just up.  Melina Thanks for the invite.  I think this is a great idea.  I'm always up to seeing what books other's have read so I can kinda see what I want to read next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5055707827007950855?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5055707827007950855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/shelfari.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5055707827007950855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5055707827007950855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/shelfari.html' title='Shelfari'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6020911224029773390</id><published>2008-01-14T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:02:26.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This cracks me up!  Liz there is one for the dems too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="A3944115665584515584" quality="high" data="http://llnw.jibjab.com/content/player.swf?content_url=http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/api/remote/KiZtpVEzO7jfMeukM0gVotTz.xml" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="369" width="435"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://llnw.jibjab.com/content/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="content_url=http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/api/remote/KiZtpVEzO7jfMeukM0gVotTz.xml"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;Don't send a lame &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/category/52/starring_you"&gt;Starring You! eCard&lt;/a&gt;. Try &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com/sendables"&gt;JibJab Sendables&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/770424895467436298-6020911224029773390?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6020911224029773390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/jibjab.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6020911224029773390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6020911224029773390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/jibjab.html' title='This cracks me up!  Liz there is one for the dems too.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2203251245473699142</id><published>2008-01-07T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:04:25.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen and Nook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2q5TuxLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iflGUdhU8wM/s1600-h/100_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152811402975429810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2q5TuxLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iflGUdhU8wM/s320/100_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nook is kinda part of the kitchen, but kinda not. I like it that way, plus look at those two big windows. And on the wall that you can't see in the picture, it is full of china cabinets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152812455242417346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J3oJTuxMI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0XDe8xidAQ0/s320/100_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can kinda see the kitchen from the living room picture. They are replacing the stove with a glass top stove. I'm kinda excited. Through the back door in the kitchen is the room that leads to the Laundry room. Back there it's kinda just closets and space. It used to be a porch and they built it in. There is also another door to the right. it's not in the picture. That leads to outside, and to the basement where we are able to have storage. Yippy!&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/770424895467436298-2203251245473699142?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2203251245473699142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/kitchen-and-nook.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2203251245473699142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2203251245473699142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/kitchen-and-nook.html' title='Kitchen and Nook'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2q5TuxLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/iflGUdhU8wM/s72-c/100_0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-346695032561361315</id><published>2008-01-07T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:58:34.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2T5TuxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K-gDJ1l4Ewk/s1600-h/100_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152811007838438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2T5TuxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K-gDJ1l4Ewk/s320/100_0140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is Eldine, the co-owner of the house. They live above us. I'm so excited to be dealing with people again, not an agency that has no problem giving us problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-346695032561361315?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/346695032561361315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-room.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/346695032561361315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/346695032561361315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/living-room.html' title='Living Room'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J2T5TuxKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/K-gDJ1l4Ewk/s72-c/100_0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3332949839462552018</id><published>2008-01-07T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:56:50.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J1kZTuxJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sis1dandrVY/s1600-h/100_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152810191794652306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J1kZTuxJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sis1dandrVY/s320/100_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J1K5TuxII/AAAAAAAAAJE/IQJF6f4GZYo/s1600-h/100_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152809753707988098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J1K5TuxII/AAAAAAAAAJE/IQJF6f4GZYo/s320/100_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom why are you taking picures?&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/770424895467436298-3332949839462552018?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3332949839462552018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/foyer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3332949839462552018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3332949839462552018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/foyer.html' title='Foyer'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J1kZTuxJI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sis1dandrVY/s72-c/100_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-8074634082417485850</id><published>2008-01-07T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:52:01.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Front Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J0h5TuxHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gVLKSp1H9PI/s1600-h/100_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152809049333351538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J0h5TuxHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gVLKSp1H9PI/s320/100_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/770424895467436298-8074634082417485850?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/8074634082417485850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/front-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8074634082417485850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/8074634082417485850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/front-room.html' title='Front Room'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4J0h5TuxHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gVLKSp1H9PI/s72-c/100_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6430291101871194939</id><published>2008-01-07T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:49:09.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4JzCZTuxFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/r9dm6qHNOOg/s1600-h/100_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152807408655844434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4JzCZTuxFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/r9dm6qHNOOg/s320/100_0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dave and I are so excited! We are moving about 50 feet from our front door and I know we sound crazy. It is a duplex and we rent the bottom half. I love the yard! I just can't wait to use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152808319188911202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4Jz3ZTuxGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/H-h3T4kGrpA/s320/100_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the middle tree/bush infront of the tall building? Behind that is our bedroom window. I know, close. &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/770424895467436298-6430291101871194939?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6430291101871194939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6430291101871194939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6430291101871194939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-place.html' title='New Place.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R4JzCZTuxFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/r9dm6qHNOOg/s72-c/100_0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-5172615801978808163</id><published>2008-01-05T15:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:21:07.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peterson Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/47/62/72/476272_16941209010874ajolan51.JPG" width="435" height="470" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"&gt;Family tree&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/genealogy.php"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrities.php"&gt;Celebrity&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/celebrity-collage.php"&gt;Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/FP/Company/morph.php"&gt;Morph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTk1NzUzODgzNTkmcD*xMTA1NzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-5172615801978808163?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/5172615801978808163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/peterson-look-alike-meter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5172615801978808163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/5172615801978808163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/peterson-look-alike-meter.html' title='Peterson Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2231944087239606986</id><published>2008-01-05T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:35:31.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the Memories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_pVpTuw_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mrdNbJmpzq8/s1600-h/100_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152093056810271730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_pVpTuw_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mrdNbJmpzq8/s320/100_0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to split up the type, it's getting to big. So, I just want to continue saying that I was so glad to see everyone. I don't have one bad memory. Even when I was sick I was just happy to be with Dave. I want John and Lara to know we had soooooo much fun with them. Of course you two are the type to have fun where ever you go, but we like to think you kinda like us. Lara thanks so much for letting me come to get my hair cut while you got yours done. I had so much fun. It's been awhile since I could just sit in a chair and let someone as fun as Malana do my hair. I still can't believe how good she is. Love it!! and how cute is it that Lauren and Kaysen had a goodnight kiss. I'll tell ya folks it was sooooo cute. It was a kiss and hug. Oh and it's so cute that we went Christmas shopping with our father-in-law, while our hubbies took the kids and went shopping with their mom. I'll just say for the hundreth time, we had fun with you guys.  And Lee and Ellen, you guys were so great.  Thank you so much for letting us borrow your car/suburban.  I know we have mentioned to eachother how much we appreciate it.  Plus thanks so much for watching Lauren when she slept, Dave and I are seriously in shock because it was so nice.  Thanks a ton!!  I have the best in-laws!  And Ellen, It was so good to be with you.  I am so happy, so so so happy to see you feel better then you did two months ago.  Oh, I was just about in tears when we first saw you!  You looked like a whole new woman.  We love you and Lee.  Your the best.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2231944087239606986?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2231944087239606986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-for-memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2231944087239606986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2231944087239606986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the Memories!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_pVpTuw_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/mrdNbJmpzq8/s72-c/100_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-371315509033738340</id><published>2008-01-05T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:24:41.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Everyone for the Fun times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_lMZTuw-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/dN3q4_sq_3g/s1600-h/100_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152088499849970658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_lMZTuw-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/dN3q4_sq_3g/s320/100_0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to let everyone!!! that we spent time with to know we had so much fun with you!! It was a good visit, bar-none. Nat and John thank you so much for helping me with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the DVD's.  You are/were a life-saver.  And it was so fun to stay with you in Delta just us two fam.'s Jason was so cute with Lauren and he's such a good boy.  Steve and Pam thank you so much for the room and the fun times.  And Emily is so cute!  Ash was such a doll with Lauren.  I loved to see them playing.  She made Lauren Laugh so much.  I loved playing ticket-to-ride with you.  I am always up for games with you two.  Oh there is so much to say, I guess I have the time to hu?  James and Renee I felt so comfortable with you guys when we came to visit.  And baby Koby is so handsome. I really think he is going to be so cute, just like Aithne is. I really enjoyed laughing with you about the flight of the condors youtube video.  I always wish I could spend more time with you when I leave.  Pete and Nancy I wish I could see you three more.  I just love being with you guys.  You have such fun and happy personalities.  I can't help but smile when I am talking with you and Jesse is such a cute dog!!  She is so sweet.  and my goodness Preston was so cute!  You can tell he get's smiled alot to because he smiles alot.  And, Dave and Rachel, your family is so cute.  Thank you so much for letting us just hang out with you guys day after Christmas.  I was so happy to see you and yours'.  I always, always enjoy time with you.  I am impressed by how kind your kids are and how fun too.  Thank you so much for letting all of us use the Wii.  And Wallaby's was a blast.  If anything we could just sit down and have some good stories passed around, oh before we had to get dessert that is ;)  Mom and Dad I miss you guys and I was so sad to say goodbye to you.  It made me teary eyed and it's a new sensation for me to feel a ting homesick.  You guys were the best and so easy.  Thank you so much for watching Lauren, too many times to count.  I enjoyed being with you.  And thank you, so much for the "mad money"  it felt soooo good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-371315509033738340?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/371315509033738340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-everyone-for-fun-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/371315509033738340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/371315509033738340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/thanks-everyone-for-fun-times.html' title='Thanks Everyone for the Fun times!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_lMZTuw-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/dN3q4_sq_3g/s72-c/100_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-2227888456459361992</id><published>2008-01-05T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:13:01.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horsey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_kGZTuw9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/d-vrUl1dZyo/s1600-h/100_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152087297259127762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_kGZTuw9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/d-vrUl1dZyo/s320/100_0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.k. our little girl cracks me up. As her Aunt Nat said, "you have got to get her in Gymnastics." She does amaze us sometimes. So, she just climbes up onto the horse and starts rocking.  It doesn't stop there though.  One time we were just sitting there, and she get's this little smile on her face, runs over to the horse then get's on.  But, she decides to put her feet on those back wood pegs.  I'm impressed already, and just laughing.  Then, she decided to put one foot in the middle of the horses back, and swings the other leg up high; then, she looks at me and laughs like she is the funniest.  Which she is. ;)  Dang it though I didn't have the camera on me.  What was I thinking Marie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-2227888456459361992?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/2227888456459361992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/horsey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2227888456459361992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/2227888456459361992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/horsey.html' title='Horsey'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_kGZTuw9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/d-vrUl1dZyo/s72-c/100_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-198682711055141517</id><published>2008-01-05T12:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:41:41.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So little</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_rfZTuxAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/L3VBRee888Y/s1600-h/100_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152095423337251842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_rfZTuxAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/L3VBRee888Y/s320/100_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh, where are the days where I could fit into a bathroom sink? Gone! I tell ya, Gone!! Isn't Lauren so cute though I just had to post it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-198682711055141517?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/198682711055141517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-little.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/198682711055141517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/198682711055141517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-little.html' title='So little'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_rfZTuxAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/L3VBRee888Y/s72-c/100_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4940045296262881911</id><published>2008-01-05T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:05:59.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pink Cliffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_jFpTuw8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/AdH6899QpVc/s1600-h/100_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152086184862598082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_jFpTuw8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/AdH6899QpVc/s320/100_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly was so happy just to be up Cedar Mountain. I know I should have a whole site dedicated to it, I practically already do. But, I just couldn't stop taking pictures. Isn't it so beautiful. It just sends me. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-4940045296262881911?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4940045296262881911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/pink-cliffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4940045296262881911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4940045296262881911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/pink-cliffs.html' title='The Pink Cliffs'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_jFpTuw8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/AdH6899QpVc/s72-c/100_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7028935704915960477</id><published>2008-01-05T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:03:41.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss Cedar Mountain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_ic5Tuw7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZUTI4P_Z6fs/s1600-h/100_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152085484782928818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_ic5Tuw7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZUTI4P_Z6fs/s320/100_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, something about looking at all that snow. I just started to feel better. We got out and Dave was shocked I wanted to do some snowshoeing. We didn't go far, but it was worth the whole trip. It was so sunny and beautiful.  I love being the first on the snow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7028935704915960477?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7028935704915960477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-miss-cedar-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7028935704915960477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7028935704915960477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-miss-cedar-mountain.html' title='We miss Cedar Mountain!'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_ic5Tuw7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZUTI4P_Z6fs/s72-c/100_0204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-6066261544199268774</id><published>2008-01-05T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:01:27.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun up Cedar Mountain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_h8JTuw6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dYeQkJLSjgk/s1600-h/100_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152084922142213026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_h8JTuw6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dYeQkJLSjgk/s320/100_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_hjJTuw5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NDhxT7hzgTA/s1600-h/100_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152084492645483410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_hjJTuw5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NDhxT7hzgTA/s320/100_0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, We were so lucky, Steve and Pam checked out a suite at the Springhill Marriott. Thanks Steve &amp;amp; Pam. I loved it. I couldn't have picked a better place to be throwing up until 4 am. It was so nice. Thanks again!! The next day I started to feel just a tad better, so we tried to continue with our plans. We went to the Mountain shop and were so sad they were probably closing. We loved Ben and Amanda. Then we headed up the mountain just for a ride. I love Cedar Mountain. So many good Memories.  &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/770424895467436298-6066261544199268774?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/6066261544199268774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-up-cedar-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6066261544199268774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/6066261544199268774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-up-cedar-mountain.html' title='Fun up Cedar Mountain.'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_h8JTuw6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/dYeQkJLSjgk/s72-c/100_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-4942712042361318121</id><published>2008-01-05T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:57:38.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are those good lookin' people?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_g0JTuw4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/CfKZKzAuIZU/s1600-h/100_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152083685191631746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_g0JTuw4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/CfKZKzAuIZU/s320/100_0201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_gcJTuw3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/sZH6kKPK94E/s1600-h/100_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152083272874771314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_gcJTuw3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/sZH6kKPK94E/s320/100_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_gFJTuw2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mzQPToNkCZI/s1600-h/100_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152082877737780066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_gFJTuw2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mzQPToNkCZI/s320/100_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how spoiled are we. My mom and dad baby sat Lauren for a full 24+ hours. I know. One down fall was that was when we all got sick. I was sick, Lauren and Grandma were sick. Great times. So Dave and I went out to eat at The Garden House. Seriously, I was sick and it still tasted so good that I am salavating talking about it. I honestly was so impressed. I love their food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to the movies with John and Nat, I am Legend.  If you haven't seen it yet.  Holy Macrol!!  I was on Dave's lap half the time.  &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/770424895467436298-4942712042361318121?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/4942712042361318121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-are-those-good-lookin-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4942712042361318121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/4942712042361318121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-are-those-good-lookin-people.html' title='Who are those good lookin&apos; people?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_g0JTuw4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/CfKZKzAuIZU/s72-c/100_0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3172273972732393138</id><published>2008-01-05T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:48:51.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_fE5Tuw0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OrCdWruwQxM/s1600-h/100_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152081773931184962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_fE5Tuw0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OrCdWruwQxM/s320/100_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my hubby! We have so much fun together. It almost doesn't seem normal right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3172273972732393138?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3172273972732393138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-peas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3172273972732393138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3172273972732393138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-peas.html' title='two peas'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_fE5Tuw0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OrCdWruwQxM/s72-c/100_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7152954492583200175</id><published>2008-01-05T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:47:08.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this how it works?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_enZTuwzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/c9Ha8YKI77s/s1600-h/100_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152081267125044018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_enZTuwzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/c9Ha8YKI77s/s320/100_0259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are very devoted to exercising. Can't you tell? Lauren thought it was a horsey like at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Peterson's. Doesn't work the same little girl. Oh and Her diaper is cracking me up in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-7152954492583200175?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7152954492583200175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-this-how-it-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7152954492583200175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7152954492583200175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-this-how-it-works.html' title='Is this how it works?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_enZTuwzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/c9Ha8YKI77s/s72-c/100_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-3372319818218206769</id><published>2008-01-05T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:45:12.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wingers.... what can you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_d_JTuwyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F4M9Cmx_L9o/s1600-h/100_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152080575635309346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_d_JTuwyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F4M9Cmx_L9o/s320/100_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm... those are some good wings. We had fun going out to eat with Grandma Whiting, John and Lara. I was super bumbed that I was definately not feeling up to wings.  I hope John and Lara don't kill me for putting up a picture of them eating.  But, they are good wings.  I bet you want some now hu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-3372319818218206769?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/3372319818218206769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/wingers-what-can-you-say.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3372319818218206769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/3372319818218206769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/wingers-what-can-you-say.html' title='Wingers.... what can you say?'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_d_JTuwyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/F4M9Cmx_L9o/s72-c/100_0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-9123174856783977734</id><published>2008-01-05T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:42:34.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John &amp; Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_dhpTuwxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20BGCcZTQEs/s1600-h/100_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152080068829168402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_dhpTuwxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20BGCcZTQEs/s320/100_0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun visiting and playing with John and Lara, oh and Kaysen was such a blast with Lauren. It was so cute. I'm going to get the video we have of them up so you can all laugh at how cute the two were. Kaysen was a sport.  We definatly miss them and are trying to figure out how we can see them before we graduate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-9123174856783977734?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/9123174856783977734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/john-dave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/9123174856783977734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/9123174856783977734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/john-dave.html' title='John &amp; Dave'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_dhpTuwxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/20BGCcZTQEs/s72-c/100_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-7405633917827899605</id><published>2008-01-05T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:37:09.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_cTpTuwwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CqQtwDxVt2A/s1600-h/100_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152078728799372034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_cTpTuwwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CqQtwDxVt2A/s320/100_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_b1JTuwvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ARdjou4ZMHI/s1600-h/100_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152078204813361906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_b1JTuwvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ARdjou4ZMHI/s320/100_0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren Love's birds. It was her second sign, and there are a ton of them here in Virginia. So, when her Uncle John had a huge bird in the house that wouldn't fly away, she was pretty excited. She just chuckled and smiled big at them. Daisy was the first for Lauren to see, she was good, but Lauren put her finger out and Daisy just wanted a little taste so, inevitably Coco became the favorite. (Coco is the big bird)&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/770424895467436298-7405633917827899605?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/7405633917827899605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-bird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7405633917827899605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/7405633917827899605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-bird.html' title='Say Bird'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_cTpTuwwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CqQtwDxVt2A/s72-c/100_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-770424895467436298.post-1958921213923151056</id><published>2008-01-05T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:29:46.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_akJTuwuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/trm_xZX76uU/s1600-h/100_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152076813243957986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_akJTuwuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/trm_xZX76uU/s320/100_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good ol' time being sick Christmas Eve. I tell ya, there's nothing like getting sick a few days before Christmas to set the cheery mood. ;) Lauren ws such a good sport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/770424895467436298-1958921213923151056?l=daveymarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/feeds/1958921213923151056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1958921213923151056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/770424895467436298/posts/default/1958921213923151056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daveymarie.blogspot.com/2008/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Dave and Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18369253480969318315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/SdmCQwLltKI/AAAAAAAAAik/GXu5vylT-U4/S220/Copy+of+scan007001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_I-mx63uFKuw/R3_akJTuwuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/trm_xZX76uU/s72-c/100_0250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
