<?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-7804630706377029067</id><updated>2011-09-18T06:56:14.995-06:00</updated><category term='Rachel'/><title type='text'>Our DeMann Clan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1459288214504996753</id><published>2010-04-13T20:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:38:35.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our trip.  The trip started on Wed. Mar 24th.  We were in the air and the captian informed us we would be going to Tulsa to refuel and wait to land in Dallas when they have cleared the bad weather.  I figured that meant we would miss our connecting flight.  But I really didn't even stress or worry.  I thought, maybe we can see the Deckers.  AND we DID.  Well kinda, we didn't get to see all of them because by the time Jon (who was nice enough to drive and pick us up) had time to drive to the airport and back home it was midnight.  Sadie woke up to see Rachel, and Carden probably does not remember waking up to barely open his eyes and see Tanner. We talked a while with Mandy and Jon, but we had to leave at 5am. Crazy.... We found out at the airport they had booked us to two different places. We tried to get the family all on one plane, but it just delayed things. So we didn't all end up in our Orlando Hotel until around 8PM. The day was shot, but... oh well we went to Universal islands of adventure on Friday, and hit Universal for two hours Sat. Morning.  We then drove to Fort Lauderdale to get on the ship. Sunday we went to Key West and had an adventure trying to walk to church. It was FAR! so we took a Taxi after half way. Monday plans changed our trip to Tulum, so we didn't go and shopped and went to a beach on Cozumel.  Tuesday our plans changed when the port closed in Grand Cayman, bummer!!! So a day at sea, and on to Jamaica... We went to Dunn River Falls and climbed the waterfalls. It was lots of fun and we were so glad we did it.  Then a day at sea and on to Nassau Bahamas. We went to a beach. And we didn't get to do the snorkeling we wanted to! bummer again! Then on to Fort Lauderdale... We loved the hotel next to the beach, we took tons of pictures and relaxed and swam and enjoyed it! Sunday we listened to some of conference and made a sand castle on the beach.  Monday we swam and layed in the sun, and walked a mile down the beach.  It was so nice we would go back it a minute.  After being on the ship for a week it was so nice to be on land and relax with no schedule. We loved our trip and everyone had the best attitude about all our change of plans!  It was great!!  .  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut9FCobEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YRE5PlQ8eis/s1600/spring+break+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut9FCobEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YRE5PlQ8eis/s400/spring+break+292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459820650605079618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut8h9tLXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/WKehwjYZ0cs/s1600/spring+break+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut8h9tLXI/AAAAAAAAAvM/WKehwjYZ0cs/s400/spring+break+209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459820641189178738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut8dpeG-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/96GgSyvrv1M/s1600/spring+break+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut8dpeG-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/96GgSyvrv1M/s400/spring+break+179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459820640030563298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut7yJON8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/n6gfqaCYtC8/s1600/spring+break+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut7yJON8I/AAAAAAAAAu8/n6gfqaCYtC8/s400/spring+break+132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459820628352579522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut7aI5BsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/0W8dyVX39Vs/s1600/spring+break+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut7aI5BsI/AAAAAAAAAu0/0W8dyVX39Vs/s400/spring+break+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459820621908739778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1459288214504996753?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1459288214504996753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_7732.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1459288214504996753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1459288214504996753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_7732.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ut9FCobEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YRE5PlQ8eis/s72-c/spring+break+292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1622623198049710626</id><published>2010-04-13T20:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:45:10.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Ur_tHHjtI/AAAAAAAAAus/oEURGT6WExk/s1600/spring+break+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqpcm_0FI/AAAAAAAAAuc/gqgO6dhNLzc/s320/spring+break+357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459817014799355986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8UqpNnQskI/AAAAAAAAAuU/6kp5oy3lU40/s1600/spring+break+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8UqpNnQskI/AAAAAAAAAuU/6kp5oy3lU40/s320/spring+break+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459817010773930562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqo4QgcxI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wgQ64ez4fLo/s1600/LC+273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqo4QgcxI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wgQ64ez4fLo/s320/LC+273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459817005041349394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler in the Bahamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqoa26XnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pTuwAhmO7Q8/s1600/LC+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqoa26XnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pTuwAhmO7Q8/s320/LC+379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459816997149367922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler loves steak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8UqnjBOOcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4X1AHo26I7c/s1600/LC+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8UqnjBOOcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4X1AHo26I7c/s320/LC+101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459816982160226754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5561836728516446973?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5561836728516446973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5561836728516446973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5561836728516446973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8Uqpcm_0FI/AAAAAAAAAuc/gqgO6dhNLzc/s72-c/spring+break+357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4025136121724465037</id><published>2010-04-13T08:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:04:05.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a picture in Fort Lauderdale&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SALQ_VTbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tsjW3dWI_G4/s1600/LC+627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SALQ_VTbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tsjW3dWI_G4/s400/LC+627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459629579307404722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures on the cruise&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAKviaigI/AAAAAAAAAts/ksxl7kk_3Eo/s1600/LC+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAKviaigI/AAAAAAAAAts/ksxl7kk_3Eo/s400/LC+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459629570327742978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAKVNR_qI/AAAAAAAAAtk/6fWYqkHyoTE/s1600/LC+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAKVNR_qI/AAAAAAAAAtk/6fWYqkHyoTE/s400/LC+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459629563259780770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAJemm7II/AAAAAAAAAtc/HiTmqzWZSYA/s1600/LC+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SAJemm7II/AAAAAAAAAtc/HiTmqzWZSYA/s400/LC+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459629548602059906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4025136121724465037?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4025136121724465037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4025136121724465037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4025136121724465037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/S8SALQ_VTbI/AAAAAAAAAt0/tsjW3dWI_G4/s72-c/LC+627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5038480539416340761</id><published>2009-05-28T14:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:01:50.992-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel'/><title type='text'>Rachel's Election</title><content type='html'>The Sixth Graders had an election for 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Grade Representative... Rachel watched last year as Ashley's group held the Elections. I think Rachel told me more about the election last year than Ashley did. I remember her coming home and saying "Kylynn Should win she's done the most work" .... So that set in Rachel's mind.... work hard. She asked me to take her to the store to buy poster board. We headed to W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt;. I stood in line to return a few items while she took off to find the poster board. She found me still waiting in line with her bright neon colored posters. She knew what she liked. We then found some stickers that matched her posters and and some paper. Back at home she worked to make things to hang on each hook, stickers to hand out to everyone,  and posters to hang on the walls. She didn't give up working on it until late at night. Then came home after the 1st day and said she wanted to paint a T shirt and she also wanted wristbands to hand out. She cut and cut and wrote... vote Rachel. She was planning to paint a T-shirt with the fabric paint. But... Saw that Ashley had the bright neon shirt so asked to use it. I thought if she used washable markers then she could give it back to Ashley. She spent the night drawing and of course Jess and I wanted our turn to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977148074406386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72ayB0MfI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CeX4-I2jGR8/s400/May+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just before school ended I said to Ashley... I wonder what I should say to her. I don't want to upset her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I opened the garage door to find her in the driveway... before I could say much she was hollering "I WON!" Wow.... I was amazed!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977143460085154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72ag1rPaI/AAAAAAAAAsI/56ZY1xgI35o/s400/May+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would be tough... because elections always are. She had a lot of friends running and that is always tough. Ashley takes credit for helping her think up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slogans&lt;/span&gt;... and Jessica takes credit for basically everything, why? well, she did draw the symbol on her leg at the arts fest, which gave the idea for Rachel to use that symbol, and she did draw a few of those sun things. So, Rachel's success seems to be the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;family's&lt;/span&gt; success!! Way to Go Rachel!!!!! We are proud of your for giving it your best effort! Mom wouldn't have worked as hard as you! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72q-gDqgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/uezuYdrBU2E/s1600-h/May+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977426300381698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72q-gDqgI/AAAAAAAAAsw/uezuYdrBU2E/s400/May+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72brVM7cI/AAAAAAAAAso/tAfkPhxtCG0/s1600-h/May+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977163456540098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72brVM7cI/AAAAAAAAAso/tAfkPhxtCG0/s400/May+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72bSo1g5I/AAAAAAAAAsg/ePCPGW28NwI/s1600-h/May+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977156828005266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72bSo1g5I/AAAAAAAAAsg/ePCPGW28NwI/s400/May+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72bJdqJdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yI7XO_gNNbs/s1600-h/May+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340977154365203922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72bJdqJdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/yI7XO_gNNbs/s400/May+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7804630706377029067-5038480539416340761?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5038480539416340761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/05/rachels-election.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5038480539416340761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5038480539416340761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/05/rachels-election.html' title='Rachel&apos;s Election'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Sh72ayB0MfI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CeX4-I2jGR8/s72-c/May+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1825681761206777233</id><published>2009-05-04T23:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:02:42.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Conference at BYU</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to do a quick blog to say.... I love going to things that inspire me to be better.  I loved Women's Conference.  I was very lucky to have Cindy Pehrson and Katrina Heath go with me, we had a lot of fun.  I just want to work on becoming a better person.  I want to keep learning and growing and helping my family grow.  I am a person that needs these lifts.  I want to take every chance I get to learn and be inspired.  I really hope that Women's Conference will be a tradition.  I hope to keep going until I can't walk... or be wheeled around!  If I had to pick one thing that comes to the top of my mind that I learned what would that be?  I've been writing pages in my journal about it so hmmm? Wow... I can't say just one thing... I have to say several... I came away with a resolve to plan and schedule more fun times with Mogie, not just go out to dinner for our date.  I also came away with a resolve show more, and model my beliefs of Christ.  I want to express my love for the Savior more, so that my family knows how important living rightously is.  I want to work harder at teaching and modeling the truths of the Gospel.  I think my list will go on and on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1825681761206777233?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1825681761206777233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/05/womens-conference-at-byu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1825681761206777233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1825681761206777233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/05/womens-conference-at-byu.html' title='Women&apos;s Conference at BYU'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-8946749240982157186</id><published>2009-04-24T21:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:35:21.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long while since I blogged... I just wanted to say... Hi... I Love the sun!!! I can't believe it's almost MAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer season is in full bloom and we are loving it!  Because Ashley and Rachel have Grant and the home field!! I am so lucky.  Jessica, Ashley, Tyler and Tanner all have practices right here at Grant!!! Yay!!!  Somebody loves me.  This is smooth sailing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling really good.  I know cutting out the sugars &amp;amp; bad food is great for my moods.  I really have always dreamed of being healthy and fit.  We our on our way towards this.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy DAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-8946749240982157186?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8946749240982157186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-while-since-i-blogged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8946749240982157186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8946749240982157186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-while-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5513344691652233287</id><published>2009-03-13T11:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:07:56.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am ready for Change!&lt;br /&gt;Mogie and I have been attending a workshop his health insurance is offering. It is called Powerful Mind. Powerful Nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;It is an 8 week course. We go every Thursday night 7 to 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I expected. I thought we would have more hands on and they would go around the room and talk. It's not that. It's a speaker format, with slides and demonstrations. But... They give us a packet each week, homework, and a challenge. One of the homework questions we needed to answer was the question how ready are we for change.  I think the class came at just the right time.  I had just decided I needed to do something.  I like how they have two presenters.  One talks about how our minds work, and the other talks about fitness and nutrition.  They go really slow and give you a small challenge each week.  I have to admit I didn't do exactly what I was supposed to do, I didn't write down all the food I ate.  That was the homework last week.  So I'm going to try better this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy attending with Mogie, I feel like having us both on board makes it a family thing, not just another "Karen crazy Idea".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to Age successfully... and be able to enjoy an active lifestyle.  It helps to get a vision of the future.  I'm excited to learn and try all the healthy stuff.  If anyone is interested in knowing more about the class I would love to share what we are learning.  I think sharing it will help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5513344691652233287?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5513344691652233287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-ready-for-change-mogie-and-i-have.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5513344691652233287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5513344691652233287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-ready-for-change-mogie-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2365514174786746861</id><published>2009-02-24T22:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:55:07.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTc5-U-pmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/v5Y6wIwnzmc/s1600-h/100_0889_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306609149490931298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTc5-U-pmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/v5Y6wIwnzmc/s400/100_0889_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTc5myitLI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6rBabaDJy7I/s1600-h/100_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306609143172478130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTc5myitLI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6rBabaDJy7I/s400/100_1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTbQ2TSkYI/AAAAAAAAArw/DHGCkrm2iP4/s1600-h/100_0934_edited8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306607343450100098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTbQ2TSkYI/AAAAAAAAArw/DHGCkrm2iP4/s400/100_0934_edited8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTZQ6zgOII/AAAAAAAAAro/3A14HWu315M/s1600-h/100_0934_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler is getting Baptized on Saturday March 7th at 3:00 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're invited.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you'd like to come over, we are having dinner at our house after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler had his interview with the Bishop last Sunday and he is so smart and on top of all this baptism stuff. He knows a lot. We are so excited for him and so proud of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler had his 1st experience with cub scouts tonight. It was a little scary for him, his first time ever going to scouts, and it was the Blue and Gold Banquet. He had to come late, because he had a piano recital at the same time. He was really shy at first, but he ended up eating icecream and enjoying himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2365514174786746861?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2365514174786746861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/tyler-is-getting-baptized-on-saturday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2365514174786746861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2365514174786746861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/tyler-is-getting-baptized-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SaTc5-U-pmI/AAAAAAAAAsA/v5Y6wIwnzmc/s72-c/100_0889_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4158230997294171731</id><published>2009-02-17T22:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:36:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueSUo0q7I/AAAAAAAAArc/5-WoOUSGbA0/s1600-h/P1090132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007023773658034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueSUo0q7I/AAAAAAAAArc/5-WoOUSGbA0/s400/P1090132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueR0HqWnI/AAAAAAAAArU/kKfY4UGdMYY/s1600-h/100_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007015044635250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueR0HqWnI/AAAAAAAAArU/kKfY4UGdMYY/s400/100_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueRuQV4uI/AAAAAAAAArM/rOWU_ogCKdE/s1600-h/100_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007013470429922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueRuQV4uI/AAAAAAAAArM/rOWU_ogCKdE/s400/100_1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are home from our long weekend in ST. George!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove down Friday right after school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sat. at 8 am was the start of the soccer tournament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soccer... Soccer... Soccer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate and swam and played cards on Sat. Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we went to church and took some family pictures and went to Snow Canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soccer again! Swimming Tyler's 8th birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate at Pizza Factory and had Icecream at Nelsons Frozen custard, and the boys swam again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday we drove to Zions... it was cold and a bit of snow, but still... Beautiful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove home and made it home by 8PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4158230997294171731?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4158230997294171731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-home-from-our-long-weekend-in-st.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4158230997294171731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4158230997294171731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-home-from-our-long-weekend-in-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZueSUo0q7I/AAAAAAAAArc/5-WoOUSGbA0/s72-c/P1090132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2652193809864412028</id><published>2009-02-12T09:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:10:45.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some recent things... Happening.....&lt;br /&gt;This was the day before Fran &amp;amp; Annie left....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKpqQpHGI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rxfe4wAwgxw/s1600-h/P1080913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944740901100642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKpqQpHGI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rxfe4wAwgxw/s400/P1080913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayley came to visit, ....Jess &amp;amp; Hayley....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKpfUmRxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/g6Uec8OQ42w/s1600-h/P1080918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944737964902162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKpfUmRxI/AAAAAAAAAq0/g6Uec8OQ42w/s400/P1080918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's award for straight A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKoK6XaMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SBZPCikjbVY/s1600-h/P1080926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944715306297538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKoK6XaMI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SBZPCikjbVY/s400/P1080926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's District Reflection award....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKnPjWEKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XSYxQYBW6N4/s1600-h/P1080821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944699372048546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKnPjWEKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XSYxQYBW6N4/s400/P1080821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler's District Reflection Award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKmqnBq9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/AgxfdEWV4R0/s1600-h/P1080823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944689455377362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKmqnBq9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/AgxfdEWV4R0/s400/P1080823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2652193809864412028?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2652193809864412028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-recent-things.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2652193809864412028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2652193809864412028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-recent-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SZRKpqQpHGI/AAAAAAAAAq8/rxfe4wAwgxw/s72-c/P1080913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2051180413157346505</id><published>2009-01-28T22:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:01:47.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey out there... I have good news... I found out we have someone willing to be the PTA President at Grant.  That is a huge relief.  I was actually considering it.  I do not want to do it, but I just am that person that can't stand to see everyone say no.  But hip hip hurray, now I don't have to even wonder.  I am so glad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my PTA plans.... They include:  Stay on with Erin &amp;amp; Taryn for Reflections, We are a great team.   Maybe help with carnival, because here we go again, no one wants to do it.  But I agreed I would be on a committee of at least three.  I don't mind getting the blow ups.  So we will see.  And... I really want to help with the project graduation.  My Jess will be a senior!!!!!! I can't even stand it.... it's so weird!  But ... I want to help plan the big party.  (Does that surprise anyone?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering what I should do with my life... I feel like I need to do something new next year.  So.. I have an idea maybe... Today I was talking with the art lady over at Grant and I told her how I love the arts and would love to take classes.  She said I could volunteer and actually do the projects with the kids, she invited my now, but.. I said next year I will have more time when Tanner is in school all day.  I was thinking it might be fun to see what she does... and learn a few things, volunteering instead of paying for an art class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn spanish.... and I know it will be hard.  So I'm not sure how to start. &lt;br /&gt;I want to attend the temple more. &lt;br /&gt;I  would like to earn some money.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will run out of time like I always do. &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TO DREAM................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2051180413157346505?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2051180413157346505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-out-there.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2051180413157346505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2051180413157346505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5950810793407644813</id><published>2009-01-13T12:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:20:49.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz3hAQOtoI/AAAAAAAAAo8/z0-BlaJIkAI/s1600-h/20081218+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290875808629307010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz3hAQOtoI/AAAAAAAAAo8/z0-BlaJIkAI/s400/20081218+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Neighborhood food drive... we had instead of giving each other gifts. It was our 1st annual Goodie Gathering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzz7W7CfMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/A3AHD4t_YPI/s1600-h/20081218+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290871863344528578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzz7W7CfMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/A3AHD4t_YPI/s400/20081218+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290874221459049362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz2EnlWi5I/AAAAAAAAAok/DMPN9JeDnq4/s400/20081218+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzz6lDkX-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/P3Sot5YDUrk/s1600-h/20081218+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290871849958531042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzz6lDkX-I/AAAAAAAAAoE/P3Sot5YDUrk/s400/20081218+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzxz0GaREI/AAAAAAAAAn0/U3sUF0YCpUI/s1600-h/20081218+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290869534714643522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzxz0GaREI/AAAAAAAAAn0/U3sUF0YCpUI/s400/20081218+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the Christmas break we went to the cabin for some sledding. We only stayed one night. This is a view of the cabin from the road below, where we parked. We hike around on the road to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866915853393570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzvbYFO3qI/AAAAAAAAAnU/E3lQcaeEyMs/s400/P1080783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzxzZUY_nI/AAAAAAAAAns/vkSGV6NJvzs/s1600-h/christmasparty+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290869527525523058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzxzZUY_nI/AAAAAAAAAns/vkSGV6NJvzs/s400/christmasparty+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel poses for a picture, and really ends up sliding down, but she bailed out! This is steep and fun! It's quite a ways down. The road turns a bit. Jessica had some friends come and her cousin Jordan brought some friends. The guys actually didn't even like hiking the hill. So I think most of them only went down twice. (wimpy!) You really keep warm hiking this hill. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290869538821515586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzx0DZkKUI/AAAAAAAAAn8/57vrWcx44uM/s400/christmasparty+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; They had a ping pong tournament with brackets and everything! Mogie and Jess and most of the Guys played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290874245241261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz2GALeT3I/AAAAAAAAAo0/Io5eCAuYalw/s400/christmasparty+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290874217896535570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz2EaT-5hI/AAAAAAAAAoc/mKuZUO2Wq7c/s400/christmasparty+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290874232646521858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz2FRQp1AI/AAAAAAAAAos/2wMP-FlfoGM/s400/christmasparty+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jessica's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have two additions to our home! Fran &amp;amp; Annie! From Brasil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzvccTkssI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TLBi6XjE9FI/s1600-h/P1080804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866934167155394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzvccTkssI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TLBi6XjE9FI/s400/P1080804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley and Tanner with their Brasil hats on that Annie gave them. Fran gave everyone flip flops. (Tanner is showing his) Jessica's friend claims they are the best in the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzvb-kq2VI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nOeW6aegeMs/s1600-h/P1080803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290866926185797970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWzvb-kq2VI/AAAAAAAAAnc/nOeW6aegeMs/s400/P1080803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annie has dark hair and Fran is blonde. This is the first day they were here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5950810793407644813?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5950810793407644813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/01/neighborhood-food-drive.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5950810793407644813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5950810793407644813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2009/01/neighborhood-food-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SWz3hAQOtoI/AAAAAAAAAo8/z0-BlaJIkAI/s72-c/20081218+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4323074821030653368</id><published>2008-12-03T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:42:15.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDerYMuII/AAAAAAAAAek/mJsAtqmPxUQ/s1600-h/P1080189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275759682807183490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDerYMuII/AAAAAAAAAek/mJsAtqmPxUQ/s400/P1080189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDealPnSI/AAAAAAAAAec/Y7s4ZXevfaE/s1600-h/P1080176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275759678298496290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDealPnSI/AAAAAAAAAec/Y7s4ZXevfaE/s400/P1080176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDeIMdTEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/O2oY5P80VYs/s1600-h/P1080123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275759673362697282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDeIMdTEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/O2oY5P80VYs/s400/P1080123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDdrAtd2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/iqLtd9SO_EU/s1600-h/P1080050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275759665528797026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDdrAtd2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/iqLtd9SO_EU/s400/P1080050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDdDaifNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2BWgReHtcWo/s1600-h/P1080114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275759654899711186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDdDaifNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2BWgReHtcWo/s400/P1080114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DEMANN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4323074821030653368?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4323074821030653368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/12/demann.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4323074821030653368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4323074821030653368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/12/demann.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STdDerYMuII/AAAAAAAAAek/mJsAtqmPxUQ/s72-c/P1080189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2262080971936426830</id><published>2008-12-01T20:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:41:13.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STSuO7BlmCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Nbl8Mkf49Gk/s1600-h/P1080344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275032634943445026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STSuO7BlmCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Nbl8Mkf49Gk/s400/P1080344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just got back from our Thanksgiving weekend in St. George. Go see Mogie's blog at mdemannfamily.blogspot.com for a great run down and pic's. It was a busy tired kind of weekend. 5 games on friday 9:00 ash 11:30 jess 1:00 ash 5:00 ash 6:15 jess. I had fun with Chrissy Braby and Laura Early who went shopping with me. I made it to a few stores that day as well. Our morning adventure was a bomb when we showed up to target at 6:15 and the line for check out wound around the whole store they didn't even want to try another store. I stopped by a walmart near the 11:30 game and bought me a few things yeah! Later we hit costco. Dinner was at the pizza factory, my first time ever, and loved the breadsticks. It's fun to get away, even if you are sick with a sore throat and tired from everything. We left early Sunday to make it home for Danielles homecomming talk and Mogie speaking as well. I spent Monday with my mom decorating at the festival of trees. Home and off to the family work party to see Santa. Busy..... But we are sure glad we decorated a bit before we left. It's so nice to have a tree up. We still have more decorating to do though... Happy Holidays!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2262080971936426830?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2262080971936426830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-just-got-back-from-our-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2262080971936426830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2262080971936426830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-just-got-back-from-our-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/STSuO7BlmCI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Nbl8Mkf49Gk/s72-c/P1080344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-646257421187910863</id><published>2008-11-12T22:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:03:35.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that didn't make to the reflections contest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCa1cG-2I/AAAAAAAAAck/z8mLiUgKjX0/s1600-h/P1070531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268017955417291618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCa1cG-2I/AAAAAAAAAck/z8mLiUgKjX0/s320/P1070531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler wanted to enter some pictures of a snake skin he found in our yard.  He ended up changing his mind but heres some pictures he took.  Tanner above, didn't want to touch it so he got on a coat and held it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCalCGrDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zuKDPu29Heg/s1600-h/P1070527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268017951013252146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCalCGrDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/zuKDPu29Heg/s320/P1070527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler took this one, "I'm thinking eew!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCafNAySI/AAAAAAAAAcU/lk-PdsMn11E/s1600-h/P1070533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268017949448390946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCafNAySI/AAAAAAAAAcU/lk-PdsMn11E/s320/P1070533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I actually got brave enough to touch the thing... all for nothing because he didn't even use this for reflections.. Oh well what a mother does for a kid.  eeww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-646257421187910863?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/646257421187910863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-didnt-make-to-reflections.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/646257421187910863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/646257421187910863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-that-didnt-make-to-reflections.html' title='Things that didn&apos;t make to the reflections contest.'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SRvCa1cG-2I/AAAAAAAAAck/z8mLiUgKjX0/s72-c/P1070531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-981398635585655488</id><published>2008-10-13T14:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:28:17.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An October Day...</title><content type='html'>hello world out there....&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I have anything exciting to blog about... but&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would think of something to blog about... How about my good looking husband!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mogie is over my shoulder and said... when did you get one of those?... Ha Ha... I say in 1990!!&lt;br /&gt;He really is amazing and I don't say it often enough.  He is amazing at how much he can accomplish.  He manages to get way more done with way less time than I ever can.  He is willing to do so much and sacrifice a lot of his time for others with nothing in return.  It's hard sometimes for me to  have him busy, but reality is... I love him and I want him to be happy.  I know he has a love for youth and he wants to help them.  Being a soccer coach is a way of life for us.  I admit he can get too busy with it, and I'm greatful he said he would not help with the boys High School this year.  I know they will miss him.  I do really like him coaching our kids, because it helps with our scheduling and we get to have practice at grant, etc.  Recently  I  heard other dads say how rewarding it is for them to coach their kids, they love it.  I know he loves it too.  I read in the ensign something positive about coaching.  It made me think, I'm glad he's so willing to give of his time.  I've have times it was hard, when someone wasn't happy,  I just want everyone happy all of the time.  Life doesn't work that way.  I know he is trying is best to do what he thinks is best.  The end is near.  Jess has a state playoff game tomorrow at Murray, and just a few games left for Rachel and Tyler.  I have been enjoying being less busy the last week or two.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Mogie left he informed me I am the lesson for FHE tonight.  HMMM I always have all these really good Ideas and I'm always thinking I should teach my family that.. Then when it's my turn I go.. What was that?  hmmm I will find something for sure.  I will have to think.  I am excited to start teaching some things to help prepare Tyler for baptism, even though it isn't until Feb. that he turns 8. But I had the idea to use the preach my gospel manual and do some studying from that, So I guess I helped solve it.  I will go get it and get a lesson going from that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost Mr. Director for the Spook Alley, and there is an imediate opening for anyone who would like the job.  Lets see... hum.. it doesn't pay anything... there is time and work involved... what else.... how can I entice you... You get to scare the yebbie jebbies out of some kids.  Hey there you go!  It's all worth it!!! There will be a spook alley at our house on OCTOBER 30th rain or snow... be there.  No we have not planned it all yet... Mr. or Mrs. Spook alley Directors...come on down and plan this thing... I actually have planned some of it.  I plan to sit up on the driveway with a fire... get some neighbor kids to run the thing and enjoy marshmellows and hot chocolate.  Sounds fun to me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-981398635585655488?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/981398635585655488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/981398635585655488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/981398635585655488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-day.html' title='An October Day...'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4496868935526799209</id><published>2008-09-29T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:42:33.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8kZDFgXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Yn-RRzewZjo/s1600-h/P1070072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545236387496306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8kZDFgXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Yn-RRzewZjo/s400/P1070072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8k9sjA6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/aSd0G5Qb7pY/s1600-h/P1070085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545246225073058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8k9sjA6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/aSd0G5Qb7pY/s400/P1070085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8k3DTHtI/AAAAAAAAAb8/d55lHxwLDqQ/s1600-h/P1070065.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8lAMny0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/51hTaO8CrFE/s1600-h/P1070051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545246896474946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8lAMny0I/AAAAAAAAAcE/51hTaO8CrFE/s400/P1070051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8lBwQ4wI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Hph50sk3etc/s1600-h/P1070059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251545247314404098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8lBwQ4wI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Hph50sk3etc/s400/P1070059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DEMANN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4496868935526799209?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4496868935526799209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/homecoming.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4496868935526799209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4496868935526799209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOE8kZDFgXI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Yn-RRzewZjo/s72-c/P1070072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5139412627831149939</id><published>2008-09-29T13:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:27:36.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley's 13!!! The big teen!!</title><content type='html'>Wow... is seems like 12 is a big number, but 13 really makes it official.. She's a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley actually had 3 celebrations.  She had a game on her birthday, then went to classic skating so when she came home Rachel had made a cake.  It was still hot, but very late so we stuck the candles in to have her blow them out.  IT was so funny... They MELTED!!! So we ate it anyway!!! Yum!  Rachel put two cake mixes in one pan, to my amazement that they fit, and it didn't cook all the way in the center, but it was delicious.!&lt;br /&gt;Ashley is holding up one of the skinny candles that melted.  The candles were falling all over.   But the warm gooey cake was a hit. Thanks Rachel.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533593117475778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-qfMQ8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/o22Ah9p41-s/s400/P1060889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rachel actually made a second cake when the grandparents came over.  Since all the candles we had before... Had melted, and mom could not find the new package she bought we improvised to make the number 13.  I guess it's backwards in this picture. The cake again was a hit with icecream and resees on top!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-JgAlCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/sG4FivI-C9k/s1600-h/P1060954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533584262534178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-JgAlCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/sG4FivI-C9k/s400/P1060954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-Ym4o7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/U-GC1cZOdVg/s1600-h/P1060955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533588317905842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-Ym4o7I/AAAAAAAAAbM/U-GC1cZOdVg/s400/P1060955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also invited a bunch of kids over to play night games and surprize her.  IT seemed to be a fun night.  And Ashley was relieved not to have a to make a decision about the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx_Fu465I/AAAAAAAAAbc/1vkkWodArQQ/s1600-h/P1060936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533600431074194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx_Fu465I/AAAAAAAAAbc/1vkkWodArQQ/s400/P1060936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening the Bed in a Bag.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx_ivM6II/AAAAAAAAAbk/LwE7tePxGdo/s1600-h/P1060895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251533608217012354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx_ivM6II/AAAAAAAAAbk/LwE7tePxGdo/s400/P1060895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Her birthday we are re-decorating her room. To the stress of her mother who cannot make decisions. Un-luckily Ashley takes after her mother and doesn't like the decision process so well either.  But...with stressing whether is was the right decision,  Mom went a got a bed in a Bag... it was on Ashley's approval list. But she kinda liked the one online better.  The fun is still a work in progress but her room is looking good with the brown on the bottom and light teal on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5139412627831149939?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5139412627831149939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/ashleys-13-big-teen.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5139412627831149939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5139412627831149939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/ashleys-13-big-teen.html' title='Ashley&apos;s 13!!! The big teen!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEx-qfMQ8I/AAAAAAAAAbU/o22Ah9p41-s/s72-c/P1060889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2766417494377930542</id><published>2008-09-29T13:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:47:33.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jess... Murray High Game....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2X-KNYI/AAAAAAAAAac/ml26ciT3XIU/s1600-h/P1060766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531251684881794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2X-KNYI/AAAAAAAAAac/ml26ciT3XIU/s400/P1060766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner.... One of the many positions he played....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2mWIpxI/AAAAAAAAAak/P_QsrsAYcn0/s1600-h/P1060785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531255543539474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2mWIpxI/AAAAAAAAAak/P_QsrsAYcn0/s400/P1060785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jess ..... took a tumble...... love the pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv25-88-I/AAAAAAAAAas/eShicFlFc3U/s1600-h/P1060753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531260815012834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv25-88-I/AAAAAAAAAas/eShicFlFc3U/s400/P1060753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a pose..... Tanner  is very entertaining to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2177MTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CpbZ84E1Ehw/s1600-h/P1060791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531259728572722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2177MTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/CpbZ84E1Ehw/s400/P1060791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley.... going at it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv3etuiBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EBM3r4-02bc/s1600-h/P1060809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251531270674876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv3etuiBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EBM3r4-02bc/s400/P1060809.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/7804630706377029067-2766417494377930542?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2766417494377930542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2766417494377930542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2766417494377930542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEv2X-KNYI/AAAAAAAAAac/ml26ciT3XIU/s72-c/P1060766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6615470352264214327</id><published>2008-09-29T13:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:38:00.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtpXM3sQI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/enwfdZLVDnk/s1600-h/P1060633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tanner's First Day of Kindergarten!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtp1_E2GI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uegTFS8f8q8/s1600-h/P1060631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251528837380233314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtp1_E2GI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uegTFS8f8q8/s320/P1060631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqGPuQiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/EIbFGNWHFNk/s1600-h/P1060633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251528841745023522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqGPuQiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/EIbFGNWHFNk/s320/P1060633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqRQkYpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/X3uUNC_GFHs/s1600-h/P1060643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251528844701360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqRQkYpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/X3uUNC_GFHs/s320/P1060643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqoqh_0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/PISLpw-rMiU/s1600-h/P1060651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251528850984271682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtqoqh_0I/AAAAAAAAAaU/PISLpw-rMiU/s320/P1060651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great Kid!!!   I am so excited for all the fun he will have and all the things he will learn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When asked what was your favorite thing about the first day of kindergarten? Tanner answered... "My Favorite thing was decorating my Journal."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He colored a lot on the front and back.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6615470352264214327?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6615470352264214327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6615470352264214327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6615470352264214327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/09/kindergarten.html' title='Kindergarten'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SOEtp1_E2GI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uegTFS8f8q8/s72-c/P1060631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2972570891390761047</id><published>2008-08-28T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:05:50.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The day can be bright!</title><content type='html'>Things are looking brighter!!! I've been happy....&lt;br /&gt;Its been a great day! &lt;br /&gt;It began at Tammy Johnsons, because I didn't leave her house until 12:30 am-ish.  It was so nice to pass the book and and give all the info I could.  I just love Tammy (I don't know how she prefers to spell it).  It's so fun to talk to her.  I am so excited for the new presidency.  It felt so right and fun to talk about all the Relief Society stuff.  I came home happy.  It was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 am I showered and hurried to get ready to go to the high school to change classes for Jess.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and went visiting teaching to Aly Drage. Our Cute Aly is expecting on Jan 5th!&lt;br /&gt;Came home and ate all that left over salsa that I had forgot was in my fridge! Yum.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Mandy for a long conversation where I shed a few more tears, but wonderful. I love Mandy!&lt;br /&gt;Hung up to run out the door to go visit teach Jenny Baldwin, it's always so fun to visit her! She's so cute we always seem to just have a wonderful visit.&lt;br /&gt;Came home and went to check on Tanner.  He lives at the Andersons if you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Ortho, ran home thinking Ashley was late for Practice but she wasn't&lt;br /&gt;Went off to stores, office depot and Justice.  Had Rachel try on tons of Jeans and bought two pairs because I had a $15 off coupon.&lt;br /&gt;When we get in the car I realize Tyler is late for Soccer practice. Dang I keep getting so confused about his practice time.&lt;br /&gt;Threw chicken with broccoli in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;Ran to Tanners game.  He plays with Cute Ella, and he's little I figured out. He's the same size as her.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, Talked to Tammy Johnson, while I swang on the swing. (I went out to pick corn)&lt;br /&gt;(Mogie came and picked and hand shucked the corn mmm mmmm mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;Ate&lt;br /&gt;Read Scriptures&lt;br /&gt;Read blogs&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this blog&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;I feel good.!!!! Night!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2972570891390761047?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2972570891390761047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-can-be-bright.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2972570891390761047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2972570891390761047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-can-be-bright.html' title='The day can be bright!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6884993927350275961</id><published>2008-08-26T23:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:50:57.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are right.... I haven't blogged in a while. Wow... who would have thought... the roller coaster of emotions. I have so many. I hesitate to blog about this because I don't want to feel like I'm making light of these things.  I'm not sure how to say all this.  I did not realize the emotion that can come with a Release. For those of you out there who may not know, which there probably aren't very many, I was released from my calling as the Relief Society President on Sunday. The night before I started to feel slightly nervous and I didn't really know why. Now I know why I should have felt nervous. It was a hard hard day I had ahead of me. The huge heavy weight, which I thought would be lifted, became heavier and turned into a pain in my heart and chest. I love the Relief Society. I just cried and cried during the songs in R.S. that day.  I looked out at the ladies and I just bawled.  I love every single woman in the ward. I think about them, pray for them, hope they love each other and I can't even explain the feelings in my heart for these women. It's really incomprehensible. I absolutely loved serving in this calling. It was an amazing feeling to have that mantle, which does not mean the calling is easy, it was an ongoing challenge, but the Lord sustained me, and I didn't realize what it was.  I had some of the most sacred and special expirences while serving in this calling.  I loved it.  I'm sure that what I am going through now,  is the loss of that mantle. I want to say it's not fair, but it is.  It's not my turn anymore.  I want to shout to everyone "Wait a minute!" This was not supposed to happen! And why does it have to end this way? It must be apart of the plan. I have to say I have questioned why does it have to hurt? I now know many women, especially my sister in laws, have felt the same way I do. The sense of loss. Knowing others have come through it gives me hope that I will be ok, and I will be able to go on. The first night when I could not sleep, and I just kept crying in my bed, I got up and looked out the window and contemplated, then I wrote in my Journal. The next night when I woke and felt the heartache, I got a couple hugs from Mogie, while I had tears streaming down my face. I'm thankful for him, and that he woke up for a minute so I could get that hug.   I read some of the book stand a little taller, then I got my Journal, and instead of writing I started reading. I stayed awake from 3:30 to 5:30 reading. I love reading it, and wish so much I had written more. The Journal I am writing in is 18 years old. I only have two pages left. It started the last three weeks of my mission. I will finish it soon. It's sad that I missed years at a time. But I really appreciate what I have. I have many spiritual feelings recorded. It made me feel good to read. It gave me comfort. . I called a dear friend today. We talked. I served as a counselor while she was the president. It is so comforting to have a friends you can share these thoughts with and they help you feel the love of the Lord and help you understand.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so so so lucky to have been someone trusted with the calling. It went by so quickly. Where did those three years go? I feel so much gratitude for for the Savior. I want to be close to him. I felt a little glimpse at how the savior loves. Even though it's hard right now, I feel even more determined to draw close to the spirit.  My Relief Society calling reminds me of my mission.   I look forward to the time I can serve a mission with my husband.   I was so sad to leave my mission, but I found Mogie when I got home!  I'm sure theres always hope ahead!!!  The Gospel is True!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6884993927350275961?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6884993927350275961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6884993927350275961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6884993927350275961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3599576756844060341</id><published>2008-07-22T22:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:48.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake....</title><content type='html'>I think I was 8 on my first trip to Bear Lake.  My parents really like it, so I have been going there almost every summer.  We make it kind of like a family reunion.  I remember when all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews were young and  I loved playing with them.   Now my kids are the youngest grand kids, and there are two great grand kids.  My sister Laurie has a boat with Sarah &amp;amp; Brett her daughter and son-in-law.   They were great to give us rides on the tube and ski.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8ot3rVkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/635BBDNPFAw/s1600-h/P1050547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226071825303950914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8ot3rVkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/635BBDNPFAw/s320/P1050547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We usually stay at Ideal Beach, which was called Sweet Water when I was growing up.  They have a kids craft place, and Tanner made this necklace.  My pirate boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8o8GnDHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lIl6Y1Mepng/s1600-h/P1050566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226071829124680818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8o8GnDHI/AAAAAAAAAY8/lIl6Y1Mepng/s320/P1050566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8pO_2qOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_z-lVldrw4E/s1600-h/P1050594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226071834196617442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8pO_2qOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_z-lVldrw4E/s320/P1050594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the Sand Castles.. We built. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8pR1cC6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/_E5PVhc31qE/s1600-h/P1050599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226071834958236578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8pR1cC6I/AAAAAAAAAZM/_E5PVhc31qE/s320/P1050599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view of our creation.  This one was mostly done by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; decorated mostly by Jess &amp;amp; Ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6IWw9roI/AAAAAAAAAYM/TCiGWjU5GFk/s1600-h/P1050463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226069070322708098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6IWw9roI/AAAAAAAAAYM/TCiGWjU5GFk/s320/P1050463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed two nights at Harbor Village this year and this is at the indoor pool there.  The kids swam at three different pools over the trip, and at least twice a day.  They love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6IjmFAWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TZAXaRojEAw/s1600-h/P1050465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226069073766711650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6IjmFAWI/AAAAAAAAAYU/TZAXaRojEAw/s320/P1050465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6I5cR6kI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XeCC-P4BzDU/s1600-h/P1050488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226069079631194690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6I5cR6kI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XeCC-P4BzDU/s320/P1050488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view out the condo at Harbor Village.  That was the moon.  It was darker than it looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6I2EveHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2IyQqjTEWUI/s1600-h/P1050498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226069078727161970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6I2EveHI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2IyQqjTEWUI/s320/P1050498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jessica on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wakeboard&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6JJv4OUI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_c6B1HgUmck/s1600-h/P1050511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226069084008364354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa6JJv4OUI/AAAAAAAAAYs/_c6B1HgUmck/s320/P1050511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashely on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skies&lt;/span&gt; for her first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4ZkyiqTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/6DZge7KKHug/s1600-h/P1050375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226067167121942834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4ZkyiqTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/6DZge7KKHug/s320/P1050375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler, Tanner and Hunter in the pool they dug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aKjJMYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_Hdf0tB0Jk4/s1600-h/P1050385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226067177257906562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aKjJMYI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_Hdf0tB0Jk4/s320/P1050385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom and Kyler, her great-grandson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aOcG3aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Byz3UNwQh14/s1600-h/P1050400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226067178302135714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aOcG3aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Byz3UNwQh14/s320/P1050400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4abFdCiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/frJJuXEmaB0/s1600-h/P1050403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226067181696780834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4abFdCiI/AAAAAAAAAX8/frJJuXEmaB0/s320/P1050403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aiqg1UI/AAAAAAAAAYE/2IDxSvBM9UI/s1600-h/P1050411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226067183731266882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa4aiqg1UI/AAAAAAAAAYE/2IDxSvBM9UI/s320/P1050411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laurie, my sister and her grandson Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2w65Y2pI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zCNFb-58kgg/s1600-h/P1050313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065369169975954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2w65Y2pI/AAAAAAAAAW8/zCNFb-58kgg/s320/P1050313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler on the Turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xKdhaSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/HUcIOa1yFRg/s1600-h/P1050327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065373348063522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xKdhaSI/AAAAAAAAAXE/HUcIOa1yFRg/s320/P1050327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner, cleaning his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xYqzLuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xFE-aFBymKk/s1600-h/P1050328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065377161850594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xYqzLuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xFE-aFBymKk/s320/P1050328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and Jess at work on the Turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xn_eQGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/UIfoKQd3PAQ/s1600-h/P1050352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065381275091042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2xn_eQGI/AAAAAAAAAXU/UIfoKQd3PAQ/s320/P1050352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tanner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2x2jVjNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ozVhmQ4U4zY/s1600-h/P1050371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065385183612114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa2x2jVjNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ozVhmQ4U4zY/s320/P1050371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel with the other Turtle she made all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get pictures of everyone.  We missed not having all the family this year.  My brother Thayne and his family didn't come, except his youngest two Hanna and Abby got a ride up for just Saturday.  My Sister Lynelle didn't come, she's living in Seattle and plans changed.  My Brother Hall and his family came and Laurie and some of her family.  We had a great time. We love it there. There may be a lot of drama when you get the family together, but I love it anyway. Usually I am ready to come home, but enjoy the time we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3599576756844060341?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3599576756844060341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/bear-lake.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3599576756844060341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3599576756844060341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/bear-lake.html' title='Bear Lake....'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SIa8ot3rVkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/635BBDNPFAw/s72-c/P1050547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6126752031863060877</id><published>2008-07-01T23:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:31:46.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I finally feel like posting... What is going on?</title><content type='html'>I haven't been out there reading lately and I finally sat down and went to some blogs and read. It was nice.   I decided tonight I feel like blogging something. So as random as it will be and boring for most I'm going.......I'm going going..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things going on inside of me lately.  In the past week or two, I have had these deep feelings of appreciation for people come over me.  I've found myself thinking about someone and then the emotion comes and I realize how much I care for them.  For a moment I get emotional and think, wow I really love this person, I care about them and I'm so glad they are a part of my life.  I don't want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; anyone or leave anyone out and have them feel bad so I won't say names, but I really love and appreciate all the people around me.   The other day someone said something like " your almost done with your calling".  The emotion struck me, "Wow there is so much to do".  There is so much work to be done.  I have mixed emotions I don't know how much longer I will be in this calling, 2 months 3, or more?  What am I doing?  I never feel like it is enough.  What is it I need to do?  I'm not sure.  I just want every sister in this ward to feel loved and cared about.  My dream would be to get to every sisters home and visit with them and let them know we love them.  I wish I could get out and visit more.  I try to schedule time to go and it seems like something just keeps us from doing all the visits I wish we could.  I realize now more than ever before how important visiting teaching is.  I've been in a Presidency before, I new it was good.  I just didn't have the emotion I have now.  How can a Presidency possibly get to all those Ladies to tell them they care?  They can't.  They can try.  But it makes so much sense to me that if they were all at least getting a regular visit they would feel someone cared.  I want to tell you I care.  I want to send Thank you notes to everyone and say thank you for being you.  Thanks for letting me know you and learn from you.  Everyone has a talent, something to share and something to learn from.  We are all unique... I love that I can learn from so many people, especially women.   Thank you! Thanks for reading..  Love Karen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6126752031863060877?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6126752031863060877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-finally-feel-like-posting-what-is.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6126752031863060877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6126752031863060877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-finally-feel-like-posting-what-is.html' title='So I finally feel like posting... What is going on?'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3910194294824320411</id><published>2008-07-01T13:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:14:34.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>COUPLES SURVIVOR PARTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;PLANS ARE UNDERWAY AND IF YOU WANT TO BE A CONTESTANT YOU NEED TO LET KAREN KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Date is still being determined.... check back for further details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3910194294824320411?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3910194294824320411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/couples-survivor-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3910194294824320411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3910194294824320411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/07/couples-survivor-party.html' title='COUPLES SURVIVOR PARTY!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3499364100930376508</id><published>2008-06-18T23:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:50.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rachel Turned 11 on the 11th!!! We had a Survivor Party.  Ashley and her friend Mercedes were the hosts and they even made all the invites while I was in Nashville.  It was a fun Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green team Banner...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213457816950854834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQy7W1LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uSI5wGp-jio/s320/P1040771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyLonRxkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hVzYv4yd8a8/s1600-h/P1040772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213464325352703554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyLonRxkI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hVzYv4yd8a8/s320/P1040772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Orange Team banner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyMEEJoAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Do6enHS5Ssk/s1600-h/P1040787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213464332721561602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyMEEJoAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Do6enHS5Ssk/s320/P1040787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green team competition for the highest tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyMZN-3AI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NO1wXcuTeWY/s1600-h/P1040842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213464338399943682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyMZN-3AI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NO1wXcuTeWY/s320/P1040842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; competition... eating worms in mud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyND-04iI/AAAAAAAAAWA/aratr-8Nghk/s1600-h/P1040815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213464349879099938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyND-04iI/AAAAAAAAAWA/aratr-8Nghk/s320/P1040815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Highest hair .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyNTlO2HI/AAAAAAAAAWI/EjSc7Ml-l-A/s1600-h/P1040782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213464354066716786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnyNTlO2HI/AAAAAAAAAWI/EjSc7Ml-l-A/s320/P1040782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; competition.... build the highest tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsPh7K1hI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1Y_V02CQGKc/s1600-h/P1040838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213457795206796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsPh7K1hI/AAAAAAAAAVA/1Y_V02CQGKc/s320/P1040838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had the "island" cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQD-A13I/AAAAAAAAAVI/G9Tr8H2nnNo/s1600-h/P1040837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213457804345530226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQD-A13I/AAAAAAAAAVI/G9Tr8H2nnNo/s320/P1040837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some tiki head cups....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQnIQofI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/lpcZWcew5GU/s1600-h/P1040801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213457813783749106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQnIQofI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/lpcZWcew5GU/s320/P1040801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jessica made the signs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsRPr6wSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-lx9PlX6tZc/s1600-h/P1040799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213457824670728482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsRPr6wSI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-lx9PlX6tZc/s320/P1040799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think most of the girls enjoyed the tough competion!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love you RACHEL!!!! Big 11!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3499364100930376508?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3499364100930376508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/06/rachel-turned-11-on-11th-we-had.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3499364100930376508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3499364100930376508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/06/rachel-turned-11-on-11th-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SFnsQy7W1LI/AAAAAAAAAVY/uSI5wGp-jio/s72-c/P1040771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3021066865842935732</id><published>2008-06-07T19:37:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DeMann's Visit to TEXAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtk1FRIeRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HREpFqlaNMM/s1600-h/more+of+trip+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209368257093990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtk1FRIeRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HREpFqlaNMM/s320/more+of+trip+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to Texas! It was way too short of a of a trip for me. I felt so sad at the airport after we were dropped off. The next day I felt sad most of the day, until one of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mogie's&lt;/span&gt; co-workers wife came down to the pool to talk. Talking always gets me out of a gloomy mood. We had so much fun with Jon and Mandy. Here's the house stuff. After talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt;, he thinks it was probably much harder for me to leave than for them to see us leave. Yeah one day was probably about all they could handle of us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully not. Anyway. We miss having the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deckers&lt;/span&gt; here in Utah. The first thing Tanner said after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; told him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Carden&lt;/span&gt; would be here in a month was&lt;br /&gt;"A MONTH! I WANT TO PLAY WITH HIM RIGHT NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Deckers&lt;/span&gt; look great. Mandy had recently had her hair done and it looked gorgeous! You'll have to notice in the pictures on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy hope this doesn't invade your privacy... sorry. You have a beautiful house. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209368230961136098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtkzj6kweI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uL9BIHvY4MQ/s320/more+of+trip+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQveOlH7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/sWxpn52sGJY/s1600-h/2008-06-07+329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209346170482401202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQveOlH7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/sWxpn52sGJY/s320/2008-06-07+329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is some new decorations Mandy has in her bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQvpIVeeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ithrASCr-1w/s1600-h/2008-06-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209346173408999906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQvpIVeeI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ithrASCr-1w/s320/2008-06-07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Huge Window looking out to the back Yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQwVem0eI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BFA12y8if9Y/s1600-h/2008-06-07+326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209346185313571298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtQwVem0eI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BFA12y8if9Y/s320/2008-06-07+326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in the upstairs. Its a big room they have a computer and toys.. up those stairs on the right is another fun game room. They plan to have it as a future media room. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209368183600303986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtkwze3z3I/AAAAAAAAAUc/PgiH1y5bsEs/s320/more+of+trip+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPuMDBN1I/AAAAAAAAATk/qXf6pdLEqZI/s1600-h/2008-06-07+324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209345048910575442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPuMDBN1I/AAAAAAAAATk/qXf6pdLEqZI/s320/2008-06-07+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209368197976694242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtkxpCeHeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lD7LH0qjgJo/s320/more+of+trip+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209368175119617922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtkwT46z4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/mP6QMJ1m5FU/s320/more+of+trip+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sadie's bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPuyJ84dI/AAAAAAAAATs/M0lQ4LjB6zM/s1600-h/2008-06-07+325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209345059140198866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPuyJ84dI/AAAAAAAAATs/M0lQ4LjB6zM/s320/2008-06-07+325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Carden's&lt;/span&gt; Room..... He has a door that goes into a bathroom and another do to a walk in closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPveHBDkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/LP5AFFOV6Bw/s1600-h/2008-06-07+328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209345070939049538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtPveHBDkI/AAAAAAAAAT0/LP5AFFOV6Bw/s320/2008-06-07+328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mandy &amp;amp; Jon's room... you can see part of the bathroom. They have a huge window with lots of light coming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEs6VCCXIUI/AAAAAAAAATc/1RV2-CJAFAU/s1600-h/2008-06-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209321526982549826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEs6VCCXIUI/AAAAAAAAATc/1RV2-CJAFAU/s320/2008-06-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday.... Dressed for Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; had to use the "Salute to Texas" Bathroom... I was spying in and caught him on video. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da060abd0d0d1d7d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3021066865842935732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/06/demanns-visit-to-texas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3021066865842935732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3021066865842935732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/06/demanns-visit-to-texas.html' title='The DeMann&apos;s Visit to TEXAS'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/SEtk1FRIeRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HREpFqlaNMM/s72-c/more+of+trip+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3003972609928994659</id><published>2008-05-26T23:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:29:25.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know you all gave up on my blogging.  But I am here for a second.  It has been a fun busy month.  We have had our two guests from Korea.  Rosa and Christine.  (The have chosen american names while they are here, they know it's hard for us to pronounce their names.) They are great.  I love them.  They are both 37 and each have two kids, a boy and a girl.  They have been so fun to get to know.  I miss them when they leave to travel on the weekends.  Now they only have two days with us.  They will leave town Thurs. and Friday, and then we leave town Sat. then they fly back to Korea on Sunday.  It has been such a good experience for me to share our home with them.  I am so glad we had this chance to spread our friendships around the world.  I hope we could keep in touch through the blog world.  Only I figured out one problem, I don't read Korean.. I guess I'll have to have them email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a fun week... Field Day, Soccer Registration, Awards Assembly, 6th grade party, 6th grade promotion, 5th grade party, 1st grade party, Big Neighborhood last day of school party.  Wow.. Then we leave town Sat. Morning to go to...... drum roll please..... our first stop... Dallas Texas.... then off to Nashville.  (Just Mogie and I for his buisness trip)  So.... this weekend Mogie did 10 loads of laundry while I cleaned out my closet and emptied baskets of junk, only to fill them with new stuff to go through when I get home.  I must say.... I love walking into my closet now and I am so motivated to actually put my shoes on the rack where they go!!! Hurray!!! My counters already are filled back up with stuff after just cleaning them off so well on Saturday.  IT RAINED TODAY&gt;&gt;&gt; But most neigbhors got out and did the work in the rain I saw... Funny.  Mogie dug in the rain, you'll have to look for our future lamp-posts.  They  will be coming soon ..... stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3003972609928994659?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3003972609928994659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-you-all-gave-up-on-my-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3003972609928994659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3003972609928994659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-you-all-gave-up-on-my-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1805571374551233579</id><published>2008-04-29T11:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:03:30.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!  Did you love the weather on Monday or What?   Happy Day!!&lt;br /&gt;Have a warm day!! Spring is kinda here!  We are happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have a million things to do!  And guess what I just committed to adding two guests at our home for a month!  wow... I love experiences... despite the busy life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...JUMP RIGHT IN HEAD FIRST!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1805571374551233579?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1805571374551233579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-did-you-love-weather-on-monday-or.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1805571374551233579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1805571374551233579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-did-you-love-weather-on-monday-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-8764069307166852862</id><published>2008-04-22T22:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:45:46.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doctors... or the naturalists?  Herbs or medicine?</title><content type='html'>Oh.. about that cleanse thing? Some people told me I turned into a shrivelled up prune. I look weathered hammered old or something. It sucked the juice right out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how the story goes. After trying really hard to get the yeast out of me... I felt a worse case of the Yeast. (this can be the bad before the better). I spent a day reading the whole book about cleansing, I borrowed from Jamie, I then concluded I should not continue to cleanse. Of course I came to this conclusion after I just spent more money and already opened the bottles. I'm so confusing. I know my husband loves this about me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are going... duh... The work that starts with I then ends with a t. I feel like an i____t.... &lt;br /&gt;But to my defense... I must say, My intentions were pure...I was only trying to be healthy. I really only cared about getting healthy and I am proud of the fact I controlled myself enough to go without sugar! It was hard! hurray! I may not have known what I was doing, but... I learned something... I am glad I am alive!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok  I should have read the book first and known what I was doing. Oh well...  I did listen to my body and the second week of the cleanse actually went better than the first.  Now I needed to slowly add the foods, so I wouldn't freak my body out. I am trying to still eat lots of veggies as I add the other things. What's interesting to me is in the midst of all this I prayed and got the answer to get a really good vitamin. I finally did buy one on that day I read the book. I decided to go the doctor route.. I got a 3 day dose of diflucan, then two days into it got a really bad eye infection, went to the doctor, and got eye drops and an anitbiotic. I mentioned the yeast and no sugar, and He thinks I don't have the kind of yeast that going off sugar will even help.. ? hmm? What should I think? I'm not sure... But yeast is just lovin this new antibiotic... anyway... after I finish this I will do the diflucan again. It's crazy.. What did I learn... I learned I don't even know what I know? What I read may not be applying to me anyway... but.. it might... if what I'm reading about is what I have who knows really. I know that I am going to try to eat more veggies and take a vitamin everyday. I think sugar isn't good anyway so I would like to reduce the sugar intake at my house!... it's so addicting oh well, it's a battle...I hope we can all be healthy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-8764069307166852862?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8764069307166852862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-i-am-still-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8764069307166852862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8764069307166852862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/here-i-am-still-me.html' title='The Doctors... or the naturalists?  Herbs or medicine?'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-8263880350244716786</id><published>2008-04-22T21:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T22:07:21.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Tag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Pick up the nearest book (at least 123 pages)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Turn to page 123. Find the 5th sentence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Post the 5th sentence on your blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentence 5 is: "I tell ya, this dame's loaded" This is Ashley's book From the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E.L. Konigsburg. humm.... I haven't read it, maybe I should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The real story in this is... I sat at the computer desk grabbed Rachels sparkle card kit book, no luck, not enough pages. I saw the scriptures zipped up and thought.. hmmm I'll go look in the basket, nothing against the scriptures, I was just too lazy..sure enough the first couple books in the basket didn't have enough pages. Finally I find this one. What is this telling me? I need to read more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Tag 5 people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's something to blog about if you haven't... Catrina Leffel, Lynda Call, Cindy Pehrson, Jon Lewis, Mogie DeMann&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-8263880350244716786?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8263880350244716786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-tag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8263880350244716786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8263880350244716786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-tag.html' title='Book Tag...'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5383886575095216668</id><published>2008-04-13T21:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:58:58.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tyler made his own blog.</title><content type='html'>My Cute 1st grader decided to make a blog today. It's fun to have one to call your own. He was really excited about it. You should go see it if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;He would love a comment as well. We are all getting into this blogger world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5383886575095216668?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5383886575095216668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-tyler-made-his-own-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5383886575095216668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5383886575095216668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-tyler-made-his-own-blog.html' title='My Tyler made his own blog.'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6099934534894590842</id><published>2008-04-05T21:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:19:46.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>So... How have I been feeling? It's questionable. I do not want to say anything to discourage anyone from doing a cleanse, but this has not been easy. I talked to Jami today and for sure it hasn't been easy for her, but things are going much better. I think it has to do with how much and what I'm eating. It could have to do with my body. The past two days reminded me of being pregnant in the first trimester. I'll tell ya what. If you decide to do this, talk to me and I can tell you what not to do. I am learning. I have really been working on not being dehydrated. Water has been sailing through me, hard to keep it in. I cut back a bit today on the cleanse to try to get things under control. (Two shakes instead of three) I figured out I need to eat more also. Anyway I hope the end result will be that I say it was worth it! I think I am going to give myself a treat and have a fruit on Tuesday, that would be day 8!!!! PS most people can have fruit, I'm just a candida freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Subject: Conference on Sat. Really neat! I forgot they do the Solemn assembly and that each group gets to stand and sustain the Prophet. So neat! I just want to do all the things these wonderful men tell us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6099934534894590842?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6099934534894590842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-5.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6099934534894590842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6099934534894590842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4840307860319697713</id><published>2008-04-04T12:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:53:38.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bcc67f1d48e67277" 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" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4257933685831788727</id><published>2008-04-01T23:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:34:28.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cleanse!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow I may be a fool, but I just finished Day one of the cleanse!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's almost over....&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the Health store yesterday, when Julie Smith was taking Jami &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Morrell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So when I saw the cleanse had the ingredients I had been reading about to help cure yeast I thought hey I'm going to try this. So $$$ later I came home with the stuff to start a 2 week cleanse, even though they suggest 28 days. Julie with her expertise advised Jami and I of what we should do and so. I now have eliminates several foods off the good list for me and now I am drinking some delicious shakes three times a day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!! It's incredible...NOT! I really choked them down, and after the first I thought... "how am I going to do this three times a day?" But I did. So I had two salads with not much on them because I am out of lemons and limes, I improvised with adding a little of my almond butter, which is probably not even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;legal&lt;/span&gt; because I think the almonds are supposed to be soaked first. OH well it was my one "cheat" if you could even call it that. I probably should just not eat... I really need to get to the store, it has to be on my top priority or I will... what will I do?... Eat another salad with nothing no dressing. Whats worse was I thought I would be good a buy onions, because they say they are good antioxidants or something so I chopped a little on my salad. I am not an onion lover first, but some salads have them and I eat them and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but with no dressing, except for a tiny bit of almond butter that did not spread around the onions were gross! I had onion breath and I couldn't get the taste out of my mouth and I stopped eating them and picked around them. Why do I think I want onions? Maybe with SUGAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My April fools joke: I wonder if Jami's went over good, I'm sure hers was funnier, but I told the kids they were going to have to go on the cleanse and so eat up cause today was their last day and then they would have to do it with me. The only one really refusing was Jessica. At 16 she doesn't believe in force of any kind. She's like "Are you kidding me? Mom we need bread!" "No I won't" etc. I told the kids later in the evening it was an April fools joke. BIG RELIEF!!!&lt;br /&gt;What amazed me was they were (except Jess) really going with it. I didn't let them really see the shake, that would have been funnier! Good night and hope you all had a great April Fools Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4257933685831788727?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4257933685831788727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/cleanse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4257933685831788727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4257933685831788727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/04/cleanse.html' title='The Cleanse!!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6002077898200746265</id><published>2008-03-28T23:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:24:31.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday...&lt;/strong&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; can't remember much on Monday, I think I was lazy and read or something. I began my quest for health and went with no sugar. It entails much more that what you think. No bread, no lots of stuff. But I made it through a hard day. We did have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; and ran outside with our family game of Red fish blue fish Ashley invented&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I took Ashley and Rachel Skiing at Brighton. Snowing like crazy, but turned sunny and beautiful. We got home to get Rachel to Soccer Practice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;is another hard to remember day... I made the kids clean and sent them off to play. That evening we got take out... I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rumbi's&lt;/span&gt; and found most salads include some sort of fruit or sweet dressing so I tried the soup, (without the crispy tortilla's )and it was good. I'm not sure if it was totally sugarless but oh well I'm trying, I also got a kids rice bowl with Steak. I ate a bit of the rice (I think I shouldn't) and I am sure there was sugar in the sauces. OH well again. Meanwhile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carl's&lt;/span&gt; Jr. to pick up the rest of the Family meals (Wed. kids eat free) and we came home and ate and watched the end of American Idol. Then did a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; took the day off to take care of the boys so I could take Ashley up to the Canyons to snowboard. I stayed in the car the whole time and read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure all the positions I sat it would be hilarious if someone was watching. I found it nice to have my stocking feet on the windshild to warm up my toes. I almost finished there, today I did finish! (It was very intense book for a while.) We got home in time for me to get kids to Soccer practice and drive to Dave's for advice on my quest to cure my yeast. I bought a few things. We had another movie, it was called It could happen to You. It was cute, I had seen it a while back, but I can never remember the whole thing or the ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; took the day off again! But we left him home alone and headed to our favorite hair dresser Sarah! (She is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt;.) To get hair done! I should remember to bring camera's to all these things, but I don't think I took a single picture this whole week. Rachel got her hair cut, she has been dying for "side bangs".We gave her a couple high lights to the bangs. She looks cute. Ashley had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt; cut. Jess had the highlights and cut. They are all looking great! The boys love to come to play with Hunter and little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kyler&lt;/span&gt;, Sarah boys. We headed back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;in time&lt;/span&gt; for what?? Yes Ashley's soccer practice. I hurried and fixed dinner for a neighbor, ran to a visiting teaching appointment, came home, fixed food for my kids, then headed to the Temple. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Madeline's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, where we split a steak dinner. (Mainly because of the price) I can eat steak! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mogie&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed all the rolls and we ordered him a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;potato&lt;/span&gt;, so I could eat the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;veggies&lt;/span&gt;. We came home to kids with friends over for some night games (we knew about) and parents were picking them up. It was a good day, and week. I had fun having the kids home a trying to spend time with them. Thanks Mogie, for taking those days off. (He went bowling with the kids while I was up reading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is not every detail... but it's mostly what went on in my life this week. I did a lot of research on Candida diets on the internet as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I got on to look at blogs and saw what a fun B-day Julie had. I was a big slacker and really forgot. I'm glad she has some good friends to spoil her! Happy late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; Julie...&lt;br /&gt;I did hear you called about exercise today. I do miss the exercise.. I'm a slacker there too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6002077898200746265?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6002077898200746265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-not-greatest-blogger-but.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6002077898200746265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6002077898200746265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-not-greatest-blogger-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1371258909315444518</id><published>2008-03-19T23:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:18:59.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Kelly with the Belly!!!!</title><content type='html'>I totally love the new look for Kelly's blog.  I had to go try it out!  How fun! I wish I new how to make these things.  My girls and I could have a whole new world of art.  But we don't know how so there you go. We will have to show a link to this girls cute backgrounds.  I love it thanks Kelly.  I really love yours the most!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1371258909315444518?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1371258909315444518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-kelly-with-belly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1371258909315444518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1371258909315444518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-kelly-with-belly.html' title='Thanks Kelly with the Belly!!!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2752862200594577554</id><published>2008-03-13T11:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T14:53:57.255-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>Today....I started reading... can you believe it. I really don't ever read. I think I just never get excited about a book or I start one and never finish. I always want to read, but never do. I even tried a book club with Rachel at the library, and we just don't get the books read. I am not a speedy reader, I am very distracted with everything else in my life. So I feel extremely good if I get the lessons for Relief Society read. Luckily we do scriptures with the family. I should read them alone more. So I always think I can't pick up a fun book when I should be reading all this other stuff. A while ago I borrowed Jami's Twilight and I just started it a few days ago. This morning I read the whole time Tanner was in preschool. I feel a bit bad about the house being a mess, but not that bad, I figure, I might have gone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; instead and you know what that would have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt;. $$$ Twilight, it's make-believe, but it captures your attention, and it's fun. I was thinking I should read to use my brain. I'm not sure how much brain power this takes. It's an easy reader, and most of you reading this have probably read it. I like it so far on page 81. I really want to keep reading. I don't know how those readers out there do it. How do they read and do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh funny thing... I actually baked stuff yesterday.. Julie Smith came in looking for Elijah while I was making rolls and said... "Who are you?" Guess what? Right now I'm making more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jon Lewis who Tagged me... I was tagged before and it is in my FEB. archive. Hey! I feel really lucky to be one of your 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2752862200594577554?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2752862200594577554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2752862200594577554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2752862200594577554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/today.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2984536729933685526</id><published>2008-03-10T11:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:41:28.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamer verses Doer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been thinking alot about how I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;. I have always &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreamed&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;of lots of things. I love to spend time planning and thinking&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved it when I sold Mary Kay over 12 years ago, and we made &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;posters. We would put all sorts of things on these posters and they would tell us to hang them up and do self talk everyday. You know what we think about we bring about. We would do positive affirmations and I would tell myself I would win a car and so on. It was once said, be carefull what you say to yourself because your brain is powerful and you can make things happen for good or bad. I actually experienced this. The warning was there, but I didn't fully listen. When I sold Mary Kay I really &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreamed&lt;/span&gt; of winning a Car. I visualized myself in the car and did all the things they told me. The fact was, I was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreaming..&lt;/span&gt; I was not as good at doing. But I made it happen anyway. Did my affirmations. Did I sell enough and recruit enough? I'm not sure. What really happened was I kept investing my own funds, while selling, but just not enough. I recruited anyone and everyone, just not sellers. The end result was what I wanted, I got the car. But... was that what I really wanted? NO... I really wanted the recognition that said "Hey I won a CAR" really I did not Win a car. I was given a car to use. When I did not maintain the sales levels, I had to give it back. It was a huge huge huge learning experience for me. I learned the hard way. I had invested too much to product without selling enough. I had sacrificed time with my family and my relationships suffered. If I think back, that was the worst time of my married life. One day I realized, I did not want to sell. I was sick to my stomach at the thought of it. I finally quit. It left us with debt to repay and a lesson learned. What I learned was that the positive affirmations we say to ourselfs are very powerful. We may attain things at the expense of other things.&lt;/span&gt; We need to think through, what is the real result I want. At what cost am I willing to pay for this &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream?&lt;/span&gt; I was consumed with this focus and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;. Never again do I want to get caught up in something that consumes me like that did. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My real ulitmate goal, not just a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;, really is to be happy with my family eternally, reach my potential, and see my children desire the same. The other side of me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt; of fun.&lt;/span&gt; From the book The Color Code, I am a yellow. I am driven by fun. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of fun. Its what I like. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of fun vacations. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of fun parties. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of fun futures. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of traveling. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;of other things that aren't necessarily just fun, but fun can be included. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of my children doing well, and succeeding. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of them serving missions. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of Mogie and I serving missions. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of paying off the house. I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;, Yes I am going to admit I &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;of money. Because money gets me some of these &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt;. I sometimes spend way too much time &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt; instead of&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Lynda Call made a comment that I appreciated. She said I love how you make things happen. Wow... does that mean I am a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also? I hope so. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;do do&lt;/span&gt;. There is work and effort involved to&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; do...&lt;/span&gt; (By the way, the color code book followed with the Character Code, which teaches us we can work to gain qualities of the others, so hopefully I am becoming a rainbow) This year I am trying to make my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;doing.&lt;/span&gt; I have goals, which I&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; do&lt;/span&gt; every year. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DOING&lt;/span&gt; THEM!. I'm hoping to balance the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;goals&lt;/span&gt;. I want to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;er!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But, I still love being a dreamer!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2984536729933685526?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2984536729933685526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreamer-verses-doer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2984536729933685526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2984536729933685526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreamer-verses-doer.html' title='Dreamer verses Doer?'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-8370625946061759035</id><published>2008-02-29T21:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:33:35.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK so none of you really want to save me the big airfare to travel to my dreams... well.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you wont be going on vacation with me either..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  What can I get excited about now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderful visits!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;I had a beautiful day, even though at times I had tears and shared moments of sorrow and sadness. I had a great visit with some friends, and every subject under the sun came up, sad times and happy.  It's always a lift to talk to a friend.  I went to Jessic'as soccer and had a bit of a visit with a soccer mom, her daughter is graduating this year and they are going to be the empty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nesters&lt;/span&gt; next fall.  They "the Orton's" are totally thrilled about it.  He he... I just think they are cute.  She's excited for some quiet alone time!  I haven't even sent the first off, I can't imagine the last.  I think I'd be a bit sad, but who knows.   Life is full of cycles and maybe we are ready for the next, maybe not.   This evening I had a really good visit with my sister in law, about her recent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miscarriage, which then led to talking about when her first husband died.  It was really good to talk about things close to our heart.  I had also talked to Cindy about the passing of Darrell's father, early this morning.  My heart goes out to the Pehrson's, it's hard to see those we love go.  I talked about a lot of sadness today, but how do I feel now?  I feel full of love.  I feel like I know everyone a little bit better and I love them more.  Everyone who came across my path today, made a difference to me.  I feel compassion in my heart towards those with sorrows of today or yesterday.  I feel joy in friendship.  What a full day. I am filled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-8370625946061759035?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8370625946061759035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-so-none-of-you-really-want-to-save.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8370625946061759035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8370625946061759035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-so-none-of-you-really-want-to-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5239956253427009199</id><published>2008-02-26T18:12:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:54.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEAP SUMMER ROMANCE DATE IDEA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.americanexpress.com/spgfriends"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474206680863682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TEZC5O08I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Coqpv1z945E/s320/na1327ex1_md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TEZy5O09I/AAAAAAAAAQg/fi8JC0fStCA/s1600-h/na1327gr1_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171474219565765586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TEZy5O09I/AAAAAAAAAQg/fi8JC0fStCA/s320/na1327gr1_md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First: You need to sign up for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;starwood&lt;/span&gt; preferred guest card from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt; express. It is free for a full year! Here's how it works, if you sign up, you will get 10,000 points on the card after you do just one purchase! It will take a few weeks for the 10,000 points to show up then you can stay 3 nights at the Salt Lake Sheraton (3,000 points per night) Cool huh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;americanexpress.com/spgfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and put in MY unique id: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3073940184&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fill out the form and submit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next: It takes a billing cycle or so for your points, but then you just log on to your account and book your hotel stay, it's easy! What a fun date! A fun get away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I need you to do this? Because if you do by the 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (SO HURRYthat is FRIDAY!) It will give me 5,000 points just for you signing up! (I can earn up to 20,000 points this way) I am using these points to turn into miles. Yes! When I transfer my points to an airline miles, if I transfer 20,000 they will give me a bonus of 5 thousand! So with your help we can have a round trip ticket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you really don't want the card I will help you remember to cancel it after you use your points! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you have to loose!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE JUST SIGN UP FOR ME!! By Friday!! It would be awesome! I would even take you to lunch!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? BECAUSE I'M A DREAMER! AND I'M DREAMING OF A SANDY BEACH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have even a better Idea if you don't want to use your points for the DATE! Save up and come on a vacation with us!!!! I checked today, they even let you go to CANCUN for 25,000 points! This was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt; airlines. This is so exciting! I'm saving up so I can take the family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU CAN MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE!!!! JUST DO IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm thinking I would like a business that would have me use the credit card to purchase things, then I could really rack it up! AND TRAVEL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TC3i5O06I/AAAAAAAAAQI/2KFYgREOndc/s1600-h/mexico-cancun-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171472531643618210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TC3i5O06I/AAAAAAAAAQI/2KFYgREOndc/s320/mexico-cancun-s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TC4i5O07I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/blmHDmpudwU/s1600-h/caribbeanbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171472548823487410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TC4i5O07I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/blmHDmpudwU/s320/caribbeanbeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;.... this is totally me......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5239956253427009199?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.americanexpress.com/spgfriends' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5239956253427009199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheap-summer-romance-date-idea.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5239956253427009199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5239956253427009199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheap-summer-romance-date-idea.html' title='CHEAP SUMMER ROMANCE DATE IDEA!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R8TEZC5O08I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Coqpv1z945E/s72-c/na1327ex1_md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4554418460848224675</id><published>2008-02-22T15:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:05:20.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Life is Changing</title><content type='html'>So a few of you have noticed that my husband has a blog. Yep.  I didn't really want to advertise that because he talks about me and so I'm thinking should I say Hey everyone go read about how wonderful my husband thinks I am?  But it is really cool to find out my friends found out at think my husband great for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;So this made me think about how I feel about blogging.  I don't usually really open all up and tell all even though I might claim I do.  This is a vulnerable thing... anyone can read this and maybe I don't want to express everything.  Plus I often feel like the blog thing is a brag spot.  It is leagal by the way... to brag I mean, but it feels funny sometimes.  I like the part about blogging that you get a glimpse of people you didn't really know.  So I thought hey, I'm going to just sit and blog a little about things....&lt;br /&gt;Since my husband Mogie, said some nice things about me, I want to say.... one of the conversations I had with some neighbors recently was about how life would be if our husbands died.  We all agreed it would be miserable to think of them gone.  How could anyone even compare?   I can't imagine life without Mogie.  I have to admit he does so much more for me than I ever do for him. He helps out with everything in the house and mainly he is the laundry hero... I think we would have stacks and stacks endlessly if he didn't rescue us every saturday.  On those occasions when he is too busy, it takes me all week to do what he can in one day. He has always been able to accomplish things much quicker than me.  We are on our year 18, we were married in 1990.  Wow to think of all those years.  Ups and downs and 5 kids and millions of soccer games and practices.... We have really started regular dating over the last few years and I am so glad.  It has really helped us grow closer.  Thanks to the Bishop for really encouraging dating.  I'm excited for our future, being on the verge of big changes. &lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my neighbor Cindy about trips and she said life would change a lot over the next 5 years.  Our life as parents; crazy to think of Tanner our youngest being almost 10, and our oldest 21.  Tanner is 41/2 the oldest youngest kid I've had in 16 years. You know what I mean.  There has always been someone young to care for.  Wow... It's weird, but exciting to be adventuring into this next stage of life.  Well. I gotta go... kids are home.. in need of attention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4554418460848224675?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4554418460848224675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-life-is-changing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4554418460848224675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4554418460848224675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-life-is-changing.html' title='Our Life is Changing'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2837982972754241370</id><published>2008-02-13T14:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:55.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOOK ALIKE CONTEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NnAy5O05I/AAAAAAAAAPs/SBFlb72XdLs/s1600-h/jan192008+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NlyS5O0zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qHGoRUite_4/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585112263840562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NlyS5O0zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qHGoRUite_4/s320/disneyourcamera+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mogie..... Who or what famous charcter does he look most like?  I keep thinking of some animated characher oh from the spy kid movie!  Tell me what Character do you think he looks like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NlzS5O00I/AAAAAAAAAPE/03pH-97Gre0/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585129443709762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NlzS5O00I/AAAAAAAAAPE/03pH-97Gre0/s320/disneyourcamera+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Ashley:does she look like Elmer Fudd when he's gonna get the rabbit? Or what about a cat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nlzy5O01I/AAAAAAAAAPM/mhqz0cQBqnU/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585138033644370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nlzy5O01I/AAAAAAAAAPM/mhqz0cQBqnU/s320/disneyourcamera+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe Tanner could be sponge bob?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NnAS5O04I/AAAAAAAAAPk/cyiK-jN_utM/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166586452293636994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NnAS5O04I/AAAAAAAAAPk/cyiK-jN_utM/s320/disneyourcamera+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel:  Who could this be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nl1C5O03I/AAAAAAAAAPc/AW-xK2J6OoQ/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585159508480882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nl1C5O03I/AAAAAAAAAPc/AW-xK2J6OoQ/s320/disneyourcamera+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler: This one totally makes me think of inspector gadget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nl0i5O02I/AAAAAAAAAPU/dAobFCvFaHI/s1600-h/disneyourcamera+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166585150918546274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7Nl0i5O02I/AAAAAAAAAPU/dAobFCvFaHI/s320/disneyourcamera+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me think?&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/7804630706377029067-2837982972754241370?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2837982972754241370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/look-alike-contest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2837982972754241370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2837982972754241370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/look-alike-contest.html' title='A LOOK ALIKE CONTEST'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R7NlyS5O0zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qHGoRUite_4/s72-c/disneyourcamera+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5840498232633745071</id><published>2008-02-06T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:46:42.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I GUESS I'VE BEEN TAGGED!(Sorry, Ciiinnndddyyy to be so slow as well)&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago: (1998)&lt;br /&gt;I have to think of ages of my kids to get my memory to work lets see...&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was 8 months old. I remember when she was 8 months, I was either homemaking leader or counselor over homemaking. I can remember being put in as the leader when I was pregnant with Rachel and Ashley wasn't old enough to be in nursery, but I had been the nursery leader. So can you believe this... I begged to do both jobs for a while. When Rachel came I was out of the nursery. Ashley would have turned 2 and she was a busy body, and a tantrum child. So i was probably chasing Ashley to change her diaper, or put one on. My memories of Ashley are mostly chasing her. One time after her diaper was off she would not let me put it on and I finnally picked up the naked girl and a diaper and put her in the van and said were leaving! She gave me a funny look and I think she let me get the diaper on, but I don't remember. Let's see that would mean Jessica was in Kindergarten, and I did not do anything with PTA, because I had no clue what it even did, I wasn't even a room mom. But I did go help with the class sometimes. I had started walking (to loose that baby weight) in November every morning with my friend Rachel Sandberg, it was a great time for me. When it was really cold we got up and did my firm video or her Jane Fonda &amp;amp; we laughed a lot during that! Mogie was working at the State Tax Commission. That would have been his very first year coaching Jessica. The day before we left for Disneyland she got a black eye in a soccer game. One of my favorite memories of that year, besides our 1st Trip to Disneyland was hanging out in the backyard with the kids in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things on my to do list today and or tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;Help Ashley make rice crispy treats for school to make their castles.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the repair man.&lt;br /&gt;Drive Tanner to grandmas to play with Sarah's kids.&lt;br /&gt;Go with Claus to see my friend Kristi's wall&lt;br /&gt;Tell Kristi we are comming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;Nuts! but no cashews.&lt;br /&gt;French fry sauce at artic circle not really a snack&lt;br /&gt;Chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;chips of most any kind&lt;br /&gt;I love hot fudge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;did that say billionaire... well i think of the Huntsmans and wow... would I open a cancer thing? I don't even have a clue? I would for sure travel much more. Try to get involved with lots of Charities and serve missions and help support missionaries and get people who don't have money some counseling on how to manage their money. I'm sure I would endulge myself in many things I now try to refrain from due to lack of funds......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Bad habits I have:&lt;br /&gt;Hey I did this before.. I remember this part.&lt;br /&gt;talking talking talking&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring everyone else while I'm talking.&lt;br /&gt;Being late or pushing time to it's limits, making me frantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I've lived:( oops this is 6 )&lt;br /&gt;Murray Utah 6 mo to 19&lt;br /&gt;Provo BYU 19 to 21&lt;br /&gt;Philippines for 18 months&lt;br /&gt;180 West winchester 6 years&lt;br /&gt;571 West 6570 south 7 years&lt;br /&gt;654 West Kalia CV 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things people don't know about me. I like Cindy am an open book I tell everything, it seems. Except I'm sure I have those things you wouldn't know, what are they. I do not believe in Jinks I detest it and I will not do it! Are you kidding, punish me like that to say I can't talk just because I said something at the same time as you. It is horrible punishment and I refuse to not talk!&lt;br /&gt;I get embarrassed. ooohh yep. I don't really like teasing that much, but a little is alright. Oh yeah and On occasion I feel like a nerd, because I have weird taste and I just think I've never cared about things a lot of people do, so yep, Thats it. I don't know who to tag so I figure if you feel like doing this go for it. Most people have probably done it by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5840498232633745071?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5840498232633745071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-gues-ive-been-taggedi-guess-im-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5840498232633745071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5840498232633745071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-gues-ive-been-taggedi-guess-im-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-7562268500526042806</id><published>2008-01-19T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:22:59.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5LJ6oBF4XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lVeD2WdemH4/s1600-h/DisneyPhotoImage60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157406532304232818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5LJ6oBF4XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lVeD2WdemH4/s400/DisneyPhotoImage60.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a great time at Disneyland! It started Friday 11th at 4 AM waking the kids and heading out by 4:30 our flight was at 6 am. We landed in Long Beach airport at 7 ish and it was pretty chilly. I put my coat on getting out of the plane. It's the ones you walk down outside. Then to IHOP for breakfast, where I called Jessica who was at the Salt Lake Airport. Oh no? Of Course we did not forget her... she was heading to Cozumel Mexico with her cousins!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KI7YBF35I/AAAAAAAAAK0/LqpOi9AtVj0/s1600-h/Disneyland08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157335076933328786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KI7YBF35I/AAAAAAAAAK0/LqpOi9AtVj0/s200/Disneyland08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KGu4BF33I/AAAAAAAAAKk/JsA1h1iAna4/s1600-h/Disneyland08+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157332663161708402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KGu4BF33I/AAAAAAAAAKk/JsA1h1iAna4/s320/Disneyland08+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We headed to the hotel to park the car and off to DISNEYLAND! What did we ride first? Hmm I have to ask the family. Anyway, I think Splash Mountian! Yes they agree it was. So here's a picture of Tanner's first ride on splash mountain! With Winnie the Pooh on a different day after splash mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KGZ4BF32I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Raqfjn-hlP8/s1600-h/Disneyland08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157332302384455522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KGZ4BF32I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Raqfjn-hlP8/s320/Disneyland08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some incredible guys can you believe it? My kids are incredible too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KFmYBF31I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7v43qwTtLeo/s1600-h/Disneyland08+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157331417621192530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5KFmYBF31I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7v43qwTtLeo/s320/Disneyland08+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mogie loves Donald! It's actually rare to see him. At least for us. But here we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video was so cute! This was the bitter sweet moment for me. We came to a Jedi Training. The families and kids line up on a blue line around this and this Jedi master picks the kids out of the audience. You don't know why or who. Well he says the football shirt. Tanner had a white shirt with a big brown football on it. Tyler had a football player and thought the guy ment him. So the lady had to send Tyler back. You just want to cry for them. He was very disappointed, but I was really proud of him for how he handled it. Tanner was so serious and took this training very seriously. He did not crack a smile the whole time. They taught them, then Darth Vader came and they each either went up on stage to Darth Vader or on the ground to Darth Maul. Anyway.. the whole audience laughed as Tanner started to fight. I guess all the other kids had been much more timid. 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Friday was long.. but after checking into the Hotel and having a long nap we went back to the park to see fireworks and oh my favorite was the cute christmas decorations at Small world! They even sing christmas songs mixed with small world. The lights on it are so pretty. It was an extra present for me because I have always wanted to see it decorated for christmas! Fun! Another fun thing was when we went to talk to Crush who did he pick? Yes Tyler! which helped mom &amp;amp; dad feel better after the bitter sweet jedi experience. Ashley got a video of it. Its a bit dark. 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href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/01/disneyland.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/7562268500526042806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/7562268500526042806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/01/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/R5LJ6oBF4XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lVeD2WdemH4/s72-c/DisneyPhotoImage60.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3091562082004163542</id><published>2008-01-08T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:07:39.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>66 hours till we are in the PARK!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Mickey... here we come!!&lt;br /&gt;This is so weird. I have never taken a vacation in January before.  I was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; site today to see the weather.  I love that is a little bit warmer while we are there.  The 10 day said 69 and 70 on the weekend and back down a few degrees before we head home.  I have usually gone in the middle of the summer.  I think the mornings will be cool, but I am still way excited! And I can count on it being warmer than here!  But we aren't going for the weather... It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt; mountain!  Tanner is 40 inches and that is how this whole trip started, because last time we went I said I am not going back until Tanner is 40 inches... What do you know he grew pretty fast. One wonderful reason for this .... it has extended our Christmas!! When the kids are with other kids saying what each other got, they say.. "I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; pass"  I just liked the sound of it.   I really can not say we are ready.  I am vowing not to keep my husband up till midnight the night before, because I'm known to do that.  We need to leave for the airport at 4:30 AM!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes it may be too early for most of our heads, but the great Jet Blue deal  I happened on one day of 49 each way tempted me.  Otherwise we would be traveling in the car for many hours. I think 4 am is worth it!  Oh we've done it before... By midnight you feel like you've been there for two days!  Hey you get an extra day of vacation that way!! &lt;br /&gt;zippedy do dah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3091562082004163542?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3091562082004163542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/01/66-hours-till-we-are-in-park.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3091562082004163542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3091562082004163542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2008/01/66-hours-till-we-are-in-park.html' title='66 hours till we are in the PARK!!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1327357277944768477</id><published>2007-12-31T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:01:51.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 DAYS TILL DISNEYLAND    HAPPY DAYS!</title><content type='html'>JOY! What a great day had we, it was a great Christmas for me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;festivity&lt;/span&gt;, but mostly I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Again this &lt;/span&gt;was another great day, I wanted to smile &amp;amp; hug away, life is good I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I am feeling soooo good. How can this be? It's crazy... But I am so blessed and I feel so happy right now. How can I keep this going on? I just have to say thanks for the friends &amp;amp; family who are there for me. I feel like I can do anything, but not everything. I can grow and do what I need to. I know I will fall, but I know I can get up. I just feel a little taller today, because of the hope and dreams and goals to be set and accomplished. I am just happy what can I say. I want to accomplish things and I want to make the most of and the best of my time and enjoy my kids and my husband and my parents and Mogies parents and friendships and on and on. I live for now but, I'm excited for the forevers. I think "If I feel all this joy today... How will forever feel?" Is it because we just celebrated Christmas, and we are "filled"? Maybe we can be so thankful Christmas is the end of the year... To fill us up and carry us through the new one!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's all about people: I had a chance to have a great visit with my sister Lynelle from Seattle, then Sunday before Christmas we had a party at my parents with the traditional nativity pageant. Christmas eve with Mogie's Family, Christmas back with my Family. I had my family over the day after christmas for game night, I drove with my sister Laurie to her daughter Sarah's for a family Hair day. I was able to hold Sarah's little Kyler and get him to sleep and see little Hunter, and visit with Mandy my neice. All while having a great day getting hair done. I had a great visit when Susan called from Michigan.  I enjoyed movie night with Claus and Carol, Soccer team get together, and I am looking forward to New Years Eve! I love people, I love family and friends. It totally fills me. I've loved staying up late and watching movies and I love the family room in the basement to cuddle up and spend time with my kids. Its all great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the season of the spirit... the message if you hear it... is "MAKE IT LAST ALL YEAR!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1327357277944768477?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1327357277944768477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/12/11-days-till-disneyland-happy-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1327357277944768477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1327357277944768477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/12/11-days-till-disneyland-happy-days.html' title='11 DAYS TILL DISNEYLAND    HAPPY DAYS!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-90986726417843523</id><published>2007-12-19T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:27:13.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, how many days until Christmas?  um... I'm never ready... Thats how it goes around here. &lt;br /&gt;I am actually glad to say I haven't been blogging, I haven't had time and I feel like it's one of those things that really distracts me.  So I have to say only once in a while, or I get caught up for hours reading all your blogs.  It can be addicting. &lt;br /&gt;So... What's going on... I had Jess come home 20 minutes before the ward party with a hurt wrist she thought was broke, which was not... so glad to report.  I saw Dr. Johnson at the choir concert on Tues. evening and he gave me permission to saw off the part that went around the elbow so she could move her arm.  What was the first thing she said when she knew it was not broke?  Guess... Does that mean I can go snowboarding Saturday... really.... She thinks she is going the day after Christmas, but I am just....hmmmm?  The doc said as long as there is no pain.  So we shall see....&lt;br /&gt;These last few days turned out so stressful for me.  But today was better.  I have a list to accomplish and shopping is part of it. Decisions, and getting my children to make decisions and trying to help them with homework and everything.  Its crazy being a mom of 5.  So often I feel like I hardly even spend time with them.  It's hard to balance trying to get so many things done and such... but cute Tanner is so fun, when he needs affection, he demands it. He takes his hands on each side of my cheek and turns my head to look at his face 2 inches away.  Hey, I am forced to pay attention this way.  He often gives hugs and kisses.  He waited so patient, (for a 4 year old) for me to read a book to him tonight.  I get such a kick out of him and "homework" he is so excited to say he has homework and even one morning he asked me to "sign his book".  The others are always saying " Will you sign my planner."  So I need to cherish these moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-90986726417843523?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/90986726417843523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-how-many-days-until-christmas-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/90986726417843523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/90986726417843523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-how-many-days-until-christmas-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1215922912580702325</id><published>2007-11-30T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T18:03:46.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Sad Sad day we had......</title><content type='html'>What a sad day.... today I found out some of the greatest people in the whole world who mean a lot to me are moving, and not just across town, but across states. Every time I think about it I just want to bawl. Well actually I did bawl and I keep getting those darn tears running down the cheeks, then teary eyed, then stomach ache, heart ache and even head ache, and I can hardly believe it. It's the weirdest thing. Some people are just in your life. They are there, they have been there, and you just can't imagine them not there. I hope my friends will start blogging. So we can all blog together. I love this family, I am excited for them and their new adventures, but totally sad, have you felt this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1215922912580702325?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1215922912580702325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad-sad-sad-day-we-had.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1215922912580702325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1215922912580702325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/sad-sad-sad-day-we-had.html' title='Sad Sad Sad day we had......'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-3678579296466296487</id><published>2007-11-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:16:37.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>I got up at 4:45&lt;br /&gt;and off to walmart I did drive&lt;br /&gt;for two items costing each five&lt;br /&gt;I really had to buy a few other things...&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden 100 the register rings!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas this black friday Sings!!&lt;br /&gt;Ca ching ca ching!&lt;br /&gt;I bought a 25 dollar vacuum I didn't plan to buy,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's not the greatest but, oh well we sigh&lt;br /&gt;Those things landed in the cart I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Off to the next place at 5:44&lt;br /&gt;JoAnn's wasn't open so I didn't do that store,&lt;br /&gt;To Smith's Market place I went for more&lt;br /&gt;I picked up and put back and did circles and pranced,&lt;br /&gt;Then home I beat Mogie and to the bed I danced!&lt;br /&gt;I climbed in the covers and my head was still spinning&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if being home first means I am winning?&lt;br /&gt;I started to snooze, then Mogie came in.&lt;br /&gt;He kissed me &amp;amp; I thought...It's the stores that win,&lt;br /&gt;After a nap and a slice of pie&lt;br /&gt;Up I went and to the store to buy,&lt;br /&gt;I needed a gift for a Ashley's Bday party&lt;br /&gt;She would be late, but I was a smarty!&lt;br /&gt;Mogie drove Ashley not to be late,&lt;br /&gt;While I hit the mall, it must have been fate&lt;br /&gt;Those things to find... I looked all around,&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 needed 5 and Yes the 3 were found!&lt;br /&gt;It's great and it's late...&lt;br /&gt;it's 12:04&lt;br /&gt;Black Friday is over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-3678579296466296487?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/3678579296466296487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3678579296466296487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/3678579296466296487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2889689242053193768</id><published>2007-11-21T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:00:05.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for my husband, who is so good to me all the time. He even gets out of bed after being all cozy just to do something for me.  He works hard and cleans and does laundry and bakes pies on Thanksgiving eve.  I love him.  I am really thankful for my family, my children, my parents, this country, Mogie's job, the Gospel, my Savior, my health, extended family, my ward, my neighbors, examples all around, I am so thankful to be here today right now, even though sometimes it's scary to live in this world.  AND I am thankful for all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-2889689242053193768?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2889689242053193768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2889689242053193768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2889689242053193768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-8311293894194541639</id><published>2007-11-20T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:00:50.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attempt at Dr. Suess</title><content type='html'>Ok miss Julie who doesn't think I put enough words and wants me to ramble a bamble and talk the talk or walk the walk I might want to stalk.  How do you spell that? the kind when you watch someone?  &lt;br /&gt;Ok  so.... Our Christmas is underway!!!! I am so excited.  I was totally blessed yesterday (I cant say.. this day, why? The answer is in the sky) while I hung out in my pjs until I got a call from Jess to pick her up...at 2:45.  &lt;br /&gt;And YES I FORGOT THE ACTIVITY DAY SKIPPIDY WAY....so if Jennica could gather the listy of the girls that missedy then dial for a while, welpful and so ever helpful would be a quick as tick and a ring or a ling,then off with a dash my daughter wouldn't crash she'd run to the fun! and be.. at the . activitidee...!&lt;br /&gt;Back to Christmas!! It's planned and underway &lt;br /&gt;and as long as Santa cooperates! Hurray!  &lt;br /&gt;I do have a list of some of my adventures to head at wee hours in the morning for I like something at a store that is $5. and I would have a total blast getting up at five am just to save a buck... crazy.... if you don't think so yet... I'm sure you'll find it true before you are through..... I went to the web for the BLACK FRIDAY ADDS how fun... to get up on it... I didn't look at all of them though.  &lt;br /&gt;So... things I like hmm..  I like almonds, I like computers, I like kids, people, talking, I love to waterski and boat... and I love lake powell without kids, which hasn't happened in more than 20 years, because I have kids and went on a mission before that.. And I like to feel good.  I like to accomplish something.  I like a clean house, but I don't usually work too hard for it.  I like learning something for fun!  I loved the BYU education week.  I am totally going to the womens conference in MAY and staying overnight so I am inviting the world.  And I am going to make my husband take the day off so he can get the kids off to school on that friday... So do we need to book a room now?? Does anyone know?  &lt;br /&gt;Christmas Lights!!! love them... The official lighting of our lights occurs only after the turkey is eaten... watch for it!!! (The rest of the circle is already lit most nights.... &lt;br /&gt;I like....Christmas! I like...eating at cafe rio, and hmmm.... WEll I need to do a service project instead of this so I guess.... I like to serve..see ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-8311293894194541639?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/8311293894194541639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-miss-julie-who-doesnt-think-i-put.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8311293894194541639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/8311293894194541639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-miss-julie-who-doesnt-think-i-put.html' title='My Attempt at Dr. Suess'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4538353766771540353</id><published>2007-11-16T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:23:00.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I drove around the corner to find, my family all on the roof.  I don't like heights.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3lSxBqSjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/s-w-D89Hbxo/s1600-h/20071116+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3lSxBqSjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/s-w-D89Hbxo/s320/20071116+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133511260832942642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanner fell asleep watching TV.. (My camera flash doesn't work)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3j1RBqSiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3CpDPOMzkU/s1600-h/20071116+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3j1RBqSiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/A3CpDPOMzkU/s200/20071116+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133509654515173922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3bExBqShI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MMWshf1OLX4/s1600-h/20071116+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3bExBqShI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MMWshf1OLX4/s200/20071116+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133500025198496274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler at the bank to open his account!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3Z_RBqSgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bfFi8Fjfsx4/s1600-h/20071116+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3Z_RBqSgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bfFi8Fjfsx4/s200/20071116+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133498831197587970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our cute indians!!!! These kids come every Wed morning for my class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4538353766771540353?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4538353766771540353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tyler-at-bank-to-open-his-account-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4538353766771540353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4538353766771540353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tyler-at-bank-to-open-his-account-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rz3lSxBqSjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/s-w-D89Hbxo/s72-c/20071116+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-6787678425693787905</id><published>2007-11-13T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:35:53.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is TUESDAY.........</title><content type='html'>Today was Tuesday... I went walking in the morning.  Came home and sent the kids off to school, including Tanner, it was preschool today.  Ran to the school to Meet Erin Turner about Reflections and ran home to get my car and drive it to the school to Jump her car.  But when I got there another guy did.  So drove home and went in and then talked to my mom on the phone. We missed each other with phone tag 2 times each yesterday.  Ran to get Tanner from preschool. Came home fixed the famous PB &amp; Honey then got on the computer and almost fell asleep. So... I said Tanner lets watch something and I went downstairs turned on the big TV and I fell fast asleep. Only to wake to a phone call from Rachel saying she had no lunch money. I told her to run home for lunch.  (To do list: Send Lunch Money)  I ended up laying on the bed in my room and reading from the book the peacegiver.  Procrastinating getting ready to go to the school for Tylers class art.  But I did finally do it and ran to the school for the art class.  Then luckily Kelly T. Reminded me of the cooking class so I ran to Jennica's in time to eat the yummy sandwich Katrina and Cindy made!!! PS I am making those for dinner tomorrow. Then home to the kids and prepare my talk for the RS leadership meeting.  Go through my messy papers and get ready for the meeting and off to Costco with Mogie, who wanted to talk so he came with me and yes we hold hands as we walk into costco.  Fun... Grab the pies and other stuff and off to home and off to the church to find the Young Womens room was being used so off to the Primary room to set up for our meeting. When the first speaker was going I realized the talk I printed was not in my bag and I went through all my papers. So I winged it like I usually do. I enjoyed the meeting and chatting after of course and home to find Mogie kinda upset that Jess was not home when she said she would be so he could leave for soccer because the kids didn't want him to leave. &lt;br /&gt;Jess comes in and we have our talk and then... I Get on to BLOG.............just pretty much about the Day.. Kinda boring for you all.  It's 10:30 and I am going to bed now cause my goal was to be asleep by the time Mogie gets home at 11.. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-6787678425693787905?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/6787678425693787905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6787678425693787905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/6787678425693787905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-tuesday.html' title='Today is TUESDAY.........'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-330586557857236449</id><published>2007-11-08T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:13:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG</title><content type='html'>5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Battling some Nursing Problems with Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 I just started walking with a friend to lose baby weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Went from Homemaking Leader to Homemaking Counselor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 what is PTA?..1st year at grant Jess-Kindergartner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Mother of 3 &amp;amp; living in Murray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my to-do list today: It is 10:25 pm so I do tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Soccer with Tyler's friends 1pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Buy Jess curly hair stuff... we like noodle head from sally's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Help Mogie put up Christmas Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Maybe start to build Tanner a bed tall enough to fit bins under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Invite someone to do something fun for the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy: (which I should not eat right now.. trying to be good, So this is going to temp me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Anything with guacamole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 plain potato chips with cottage cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 peanut M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 fry sauce!!! Smothered on a fry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Homemade cookies (almost anything homemade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I know the lyrics to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1I am a Child of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Eency Weency Spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Doe a Deer a female Deer Ray a drop of Golden sun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4It's a small world after all... (I think I know it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5Do I know any other songs? from the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Hang Pictures on My Walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Buy Mogie a cool Truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Buy shoes, and.... other things... maybe clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Pay off our house or figure out the best way to invest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Give something really cool to someone anonymously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Bad Habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Speaking before the person talking is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Talking too long &amp;amp; Saying too Much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Yelling at my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Putting off things till the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Being late for my meetings at church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'd never wear again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Blue Mascara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 A Rainbow Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Maternity Clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bows in my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hmm moon boots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite Toys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Face Paint &amp;amp; brushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cameras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 computer/web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 American express Sheraton card (Jess thought of this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the TAG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-330586557857236449?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/330586557857236449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/330586557857236449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/330586557857236449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tag.html' title='TAG'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1518070374206907957</id><published>2007-11-06T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:23:00.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanner's Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RzDtMR91NJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BUeoadYVnIg/s1600-h/20071106+165crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129860770811950226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RzDtMR91NJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BUeoadYVnIg/s320/20071106+165crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tanner's Room, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally.... done, i guess... I still wouldn't feel done if Mogie didn't say,... it's fine your done.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would have got a different red and anyway... it's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1518070374206907957?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1518070374206907957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tanners-room-finally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1518070374206907957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1518070374206907957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/tanners-room-finally.html' title='Tanner&apos;s Wall'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RzDtMR91NJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BUeoadYVnIg/s72-c/20071106+165crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-9103678075209365572</id><published>2007-11-01T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:22:56.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NOVEMBER..HERE'S A QUICK NOTE</title><content type='html'>Hmm busy days... We had the Halloween... spook alley on Friday.. Rachel was able to go to Hannah Montana in Concert on Sat. while I worked to clean the inside of the house ande Mogie, and the kids and Murrays and Deckers worked to clean up outside: the spook alley.  Lots of work goes into these fun things.  Sunday.. is our day of rest.   Monday... we were lazy in the morning and then drove around to stores to finish up Rachels costume, then off to Grandma Smith's Halloween Party.   Tuesday Rachel and I and Jessica and some friends went to Lagoon.  Ok can I say I am so excited about this... that sounded sarcastic but really: Rachel had 2 free passes, So I was having her and Courtney use them and guess what.  I was totally blessed and at the right place at the right time and I am so happy to say that right when we were walking up to pay a lady gave me two free passes!  I told Jess she could have one and to buy a treat for her friends, and I got in free!!!  I did have to pay to park and I bought Rachel and Courtney Lunch.  But I spent a lot less than I would have, and if you have talked to me lately you know I'm trying not to spend money.   I really feel like it was a total blessing from Heaven!!  Lagoon was pretty fun.  I just wish it smelled different.  I could smell the smell of Lagoon the whole way home... it's like exhaust fumes smells.  I don't know why disneyland just doesn't smell like that.   Anyway it was fun to try the spook alleys and mine and Rachels first time on WICKED.... fun.. So then the stressfull day of Halloween.. And now the spooky month is all over!  Stressful busy and stressfull and yet lots of FUN!  HOORAY!!!! Happy NOVEMBER!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-9103678075209365572?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/9103678075209365572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-novemberheres-quick-note.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/9103678075209365572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/9103678075209365572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-novemberheres-quick-note.html' title='HAPPY NOVEMBER..HERE&apos;S A QUICK NOTE'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-2449894233478566070</id><published>2007-10-23T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:23:01.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months Late I painted TYLER a SOCCER ROOM!</title><content type='html'>Mainly because I was being determined not to spend any money.... I decided to paint....This is how I spent the weekend. Saturday I let Rachel and Kenadee help spread some paint for the sky, then decided to roll over it. (It didn't turn out so well) Monday I painted green grass and clouds. Then I chalked in the goal, ball and net, then painted. It pretty much took all day. I am not a speedy worker, but I kept on going. I figured out.... it only cost the about $5 plus a lot of time, because I had most everything, but tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5V3Mjdl4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/MsxyGeM9eAs/s1600-h/20071023+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124627832745334658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5V3Mjdl4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/MsxyGeM9eAs/s320/20071023+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's Soccer Room: How it all started.. Tyler's birthday is Feb. 16th. For his last birthday I told him I would paint his room. I wasn't sure what color or what he wanted. He said soccer. I kept trying to figure out what to do. Well we found a mural like this one online. And at the time I thought I would buy it. So anyway... I obviously procrastinated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I aslo told Tanner I would paint His room for his birthday, His was July 9th. One day Tanner was saying the prayer and he said, and please bless Mom will paint rockets on my ceiling. ( I think this was before his birthday) We all thought that was so cute. I was going to get to it. We just had not figured out when, what color and all that. So Last week I was at Julie Smith's while they had family prayer. I thought Abe said a great prayer, then commented on Tanner's cute prayer. Claus and Carol Ranglack happened to also be there, and... Claus couldn't believe I hadn't painted his room "Whats more important than that?" basically, said he would be over to paint if I didn't get to it. So...before I could paint Tanner's .... I needed to do Tyler's. His Birthday being first. So.... I DID!!! happy birthday Tyler...um 9 months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5ptMjdl5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EAyfuP5_e5s/s1600-h/20071023+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124649651179198354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5ptMjdl5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/EAyfuP5_e5s/s320/20071023+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am now about to attempt TANNERS.... heres how it looks now. He decided they didn't need to be on the ceiling, the wall is fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was brave enough to try these projects, because I practiced on the bonus room... Here's what our fun ocean looks like now.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx51mMjdl9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_6mFN15R7y8/s1600-h/20071023+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124662725059647442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx51mMjdl9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/_6mFN15R7y8/s200/20071023+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5rM8jdl6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/XUnz0J1b3nY/s1600-h/20071023+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124651296151672738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5rM8jdl6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/XUnz0J1b3nY/s200/20071023+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I didn't know I was into painting!! I guess it all started with face paints a few years ago and blossomed to .......who knows what!&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/7804630706377029067-2449894233478566070?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/2449894233478566070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-how-i-spent-weekend.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2449894233478566070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/2449894233478566070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-how-i-spent-weekend.html' title='9 Months Late I painted TYLER a SOCCER ROOM!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/Rx5V3Mjdl4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/MsxyGeM9eAs/s72-c/20071023+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-823759697171481465</id><published>2007-10-16T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:53:37.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;IF THIS IS YOUR FIRST TIME TO VISIT MY BLOG.. YOU SHOULD SCROLL DOWN AND READ FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE TOP... IT MAKES MORE SENSE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I fixed french toast, using french bread and then served french fries! I don't know about healthy, but the family loved the "french" dinner! At least it wasn't a corndog! Sunday we had a yummy roast! I'm trying to do some cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;OH Yes.. soon as I write the goals down, from the last blog, of course things go completely out of wack and I mess up on my goals. But... I guess why I wanted to make them public was so I could keep working on them, even if things don't go so well, start again. Today we sat it the hallway next to Jessica's bathroom while she got ready, and read our scriptures. Hurray! (this was the second time we tried this, the first time she closed the door to get dressed and I'm sure didn't even listen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've been sick with a cold and would like to get out to walk... I don't think I wrote this one, but I would like to exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;As far as reading to the boys its a hit and miss. We are trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As for one on one time with the kids, I'm going to have to set a schedule or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I need to blog about? I love being a mother, even if I yell and feel crazy. I feel lucky to have 5 kids. It's a huge responsibility to raise these guys. I sometimes wonder how am I doing as a mother.. We all ask ourselves these questions. I look at some amazing things my kids do, and feel great. But on the other hand I wonder if I am furnishing them with all the tools, and knowledge they need. It's really hitting me this year with Jess is High School. Wow... time flies. Hard to think of what will be going on in a few years. I'm sure we will still be involved... as I am very involved with my parents. But... who knows where my kids will end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a very busy family. I was so excited yesterday to realize no one had any soccer!! Jessica's season is over and so is Ashley's and Rachel has Tues Thurs. Sat games, no practices and she's done!!! So I was so excited.... then... this and that and I still needed to run Jess to her drivers ed. and I was still rushing to get dinner on. Oh well even without soccer it may seem busy. Hopefully not so stressfull though. I ponder all the time about how much we should be involved in soccer. Can I take it away from any of my kids? We continue to evaluate its purpose in our lives. I constantly wonder if it is all valuable. I hope we are doing the right things. I do think it is a great healthy sport that can be there for them. I wish sometimes I had something like that to be involved in.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which: After a lot of self talk, me being my own counselor: Saying Karen...what do you want? Do you do anything about it? I am really trying to step up and make things happen. I have found opening my feelings to others helps me to evauate myself. It helps me develop friendships and I really find strength from that. Thank you to anyone who listens. (or even reads.) I have been having so many emotions lately. Now I feel grateful, because I am feeling more sensitive about others. Hopefully I can find those who are in need of a friend and be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited for the coming holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-823759697171481465?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/823759697171481465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-fixed-french-toast-using-french-bread.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/823759697171481465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/823759697171481465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-fixed-french-toast-using-french-bread.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-5997180009234734260</id><published>2007-10-08T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:23:01.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi! I am so excited about all the wonderful things I heard at Conference. I really loved the one about how much time do I spend on the Internet, and here I am. But... I wanted to share that they were such awesome talks. I would love to hear about your favorites. I loved the one about time: our personal contribution and what are we giving? A day at the mall or the temple? It really made me think about it. What could I really give. I want to do better. It just makes me so happy to listen to these wonderful men and women. How inspiring. I love, loved Henry B Eyring about how he asked himself the question each night "What have I seen Gods hand doing for me or my family today?" and then he wrote it down no matter how tired he was. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have been really trying to take notes lately, because of a recent challenge. It really helps me focus on what the speaker is saying. Sometimes I can even jot down my feelings about what is being said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So... I'm motivated to do better and try to be more Christlike. I really really want to feel the spirit more and be in tune. I could go on and on. There were so many wonderful things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For now my goals are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1:We have been reading scriptures in the morning, but a lot of time Jess hasn't been there, so the goal is to get her there. Since I don't wake the boys up so early, my goal is to read to them from the picture scripture stories every night, and encourage everyone to have personal scripture time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2:(from talks about being the nurturing mother) to fix dinner more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3: Be there to talk to my kids. Did you love the story about the kids favorite part of summer, laying on the grass with their dad! I want to have more one on one time with each kid. (and my husband can be included in this) hmmm. Ideas on how to accomplish this? I do not fully have the plan yet. I did enjoy a late visit with Jess the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm tempted to go on an on and set a million goals, but one of the speakers said steady progress... not sparatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;... so hopefully we can do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have recently set a goal for myself to encourage more uplifting close friendships. Sometimes I'm afraid to admit that I need something for me. I find great encouragement from talking to other women, I realize I really need that in my life. Anyone want to go for a walk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RwsKusjdlgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g5dir4beW5Y/s1600-h/Picture+232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119197198786860546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RwsKusjdlgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g5dir4beW5Y/s200/Picture+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody needs a friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Ashley took this cute picture of Tanner &amp;amp; Ella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-5997180009234734260?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/5997180009234734260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/conference.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5997180009234734260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/5997180009234734260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/conference.html' title='Conference!!!!!'/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T5oDaOuxedU/RwsKusjdlgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/g5dir4beW5Y/s72-c/Picture+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-1797809489550704174</id><published>2007-10-02T23:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:46:23.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi everyone! the reason I do not have a picture up yet is because the lovely computer hangs on me when I try... It's fun though.... and actually I am now burping the flavor of rasberry leaves hmm delicious. thanks Kelly. I owe you big.... can I give you some of my pumpkin leaves? I actually have rasberry plants I could just go out and chomp a few. I love the LA idea we could totally go there. Wouldn't that sound nice to say hey I'm heading to LA see ya..&lt;br /&gt;And Kelly is the PRES. at least today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-1797809489550704174?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/1797809489550704174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-everyone-reason-i-do-not-have.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1797809489550704174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/1797809489550704174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-everyone-reason-i-do-not-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7804630706377029067.post-4059704768023389771</id><published>2007-10-02T23:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:48:23.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello we welcome you today hello..... here is a blog do you like the word blog?&lt;br /&gt;I like it ok... I know it was a web log and bloomed into a blog&lt;br /&gt;a blogging a blogging i am a blogging do you like my blog? a blog blog? not a dog! or a hog its a blog blog blog.... do you like my blog? no I do not like this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;do you like this blog?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YES I LIKE IT I LIKE THIS BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Its a blog party&lt;/span&gt; big &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blogs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue &lt;/span&gt;blogs &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; blogs its a great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7804630706377029067-4059704768023389771?l=karenslanding.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/feeds/4059704768023389771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-hello-we-welcome-you-today-hello.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4059704768023389771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7804630706377029067/posts/default/4059704768023389771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenslanding.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-hello-we-welcome-you-today-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
