<?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-853421158043383031</id><updated>2012-02-01T14:17:56.687-08:00</updated><category term='Testing'/><title type='text'>To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-65067893713311866</id><published>2011-06-16T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:59:29.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer... Sideways... Changes... Cuteness... All rolled into one</title><content type='html'>Lets start this post like every other post I have ever written.... OH MY! I can not believe how much time has passed since I updated... Ive been so busy... Had nothing to say... blah blah and so forth... Okay, Thats out of the way.... Look! Im wearing a crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgH1rQGL2gs/TfoyBz5v_pI/AAAAAAAACmo/QVQmN_hiflo/s1600/photo9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858491791802002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgH1rQGL2gs/TfoyBz5v_pI/AAAAAAAACmo/QVQmN_hiflo/s320/photo9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha! Okay really I have nothing to say about this first picture... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But get quickly distracted by image number two... That would be my cute kids... surrounded by other cute kids.... and someday I will have to address our changing family dynamics... but not today.... I love them all.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqwfEQCB8U/TfoyBudsRLI/AAAAAAAACmg/c14YEJBVWd0/s1600/photo8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858490331940018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDqwfEQCB8U/TfoyBudsRLI/AAAAAAAACmg/c14YEJBVWd0/s320/photo8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little man graduated the six grade... it was his last day in little halls, and little desks... I mightve cried in the parking lot for a bit... but got over it quickly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emz2NK692UY/TfoyBN2ZJuI/AAAAAAAACmY/Rta3_rsgjN8/s1600/photo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858481577174754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emz2NK692UY/TfoyBN2ZJuI/AAAAAAAACmY/Rta3_rsgjN8/s320/photo7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We quickly turn tears into celebration... Sideways celebration apparently... You may recognize a few cousins in the huge mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iy7G5zM3WHs/TfoyA_8FVMI/AAAAAAAACmQ/0NmILruQzgE/s1600/photo5.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858477842945218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iy7G5zM3WHs/TfoyA_8FVMI/AAAAAAAACmQ/0NmILruQzgE/s320/photo5.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooo Yeah... The is totally gratutious... He used to spend hours doing this in a superman cape... LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPMZx6TYbQA/Tfoxp3g4TtI/AAAAAAAACmA/2pEnwUKQfgI/s1600/photo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858080444370642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPMZx6TYbQA/Tfoxp3g4TtI/AAAAAAAACmA/2pEnwUKQfgI/s320/photo2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yeah... He is hugging the water... So excited for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VotXkt6sUvo/TfoxpclCgZI/AAAAAAAACl4/g9kCt6ydmPA/s1600/photo3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858073214058898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VotXkt6sUvo/TfoxpclCgZI/AAAAAAAACl4/g9kCt6ydmPA/s320/photo3.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TV watching... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apdnBRAih8U/TfoxpOv6JEI/AAAAAAAAClw/f0tTIKh9n68/s1600/photo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858069501551682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apdnBRAih8U/TfoxpOv6JEI/AAAAAAAAClw/f0tTIKh9n68/s320/photo1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scouts!!! Teehee! He is ranking it up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lBtOGWhEiA/TfoxooTUn0I/AAAAAAAAClo/lLd5MI_HTmY/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618858059181104962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5lBtOGWhEiA/TfoxooTUn0I/AAAAAAAAClo/lLd5MI_HTmY/s320/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And silliness... Ha ha! I LOVE HIM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-492f82fa034b39a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D492f82fa034b39a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D858E76DBA4E876CE4BF855E73FF2C265F8324742.61412C003970D13BB71D2A9E1312998904FA93B5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D492f82fa034b39a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkNmlXpMjgmpL22yXGRzfRusfjdQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D492f82fa034b39a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D858E76DBA4E876CE4BF855E73FF2C265F8324742.61412C003970D13BB71D2A9E1312998904FA93B5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D492f82fa034b39a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkNmlXpMjgmpL22yXGRzfRusfjdQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay... For those of you who were not distracted by the numerous pictures... We are good, I LOVE my children... I am proud of them every single day... We are all adjusting to lifes little twists and turns... and accepting new challenges... and people... There are new things happening in our life... and I will share them when I can... Love you all!&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/853421158043383031-65067893713311866?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/65067893713311866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=65067893713311866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/65067893713311866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/65067893713311866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-sideways-changes-cuteness-all.html' title='Summer... Sideways... Changes... Cuteness... All rolled into one'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgH1rQGL2gs/TfoyBz5v_pI/AAAAAAAACmo/QVQmN_hiflo/s72-c/photo9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7830662398322445488</id><published>2011-03-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T20:32:15.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Violist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Johnathon had his very first concert... Posting a few pictures... Not really in the mood to update anything else.. but he is doing well, I even snuck a pic of myself in down at the bottom... I might be really super proud of my little man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgDtNyd0P3s/TYGAHlG6zvI/AAAAAAAAClc/8hvhB1AVZHA/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgDtNyd0P3s/TYGAHlG6zvI/AAAAAAAAClc/8hvhB1AVZHA/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885880624697074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84RlGuH14iE/TYGAHa8TqzI/AAAAAAAAClU/Z9FuJcBap4k/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84RlGuH14iE/TYGAHa8TqzI/AAAAAAAAClU/Z9FuJcBap4k/s320/021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885877895834418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxy2-Mpu4Kc/TYGAHDsGSFI/AAAAAAAAClM/VrFPKt2XYj0/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxy2-Mpu4Kc/TYGAHDsGSFI/AAAAAAAAClM/VrFPKt2XYj0/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885871653832786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLVNjnb3nRw/TYGAG2JzxAI/AAAAAAAAClE/E3AP_3AAClY/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLVNjnb3nRw/TYGAG2JzxAI/AAAAAAAAClE/E3AP_3AAClY/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885868020352002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qLNt6b8Clew/TYF_ZAm06oI/AAAAAAAACk8/k23AI3Wv_5o/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qLNt6b8Clew/TYF_ZAm06oI/AAAAAAAACk8/k23AI3Wv_5o/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885080552434306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dn10ycVsFz8/TYF_Y8AUM2I/AAAAAAAACk0/BS0J63fChw8/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dn10ycVsFz8/TYF_Y8AUM2I/AAAAAAAACk0/BS0J63fChw8/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885079317164898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at this monkey suit!!! Oh my hell... I dont think he could be any cuter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPG5ZWf4GM/TYF_YtCIHvI/AAAAAAAACks/uZ88w-EU3QQ/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPG5ZWf4GM/TYF_YtCIHvI/AAAAAAAACks/uZ88w-EU3QQ/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885075298230002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpgF2UTvyi8/TYF_YZAd8ZI/AAAAAAAACkk/hZs6d9FpFP0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpgF2UTvyi8/TYF_YZAd8ZI/AAAAAAAACkk/hZs6d9FpFP0/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885069922562450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5MUCOJMRq4/TYF_YJq-dhI/AAAAAAAACkc/9qlXvsQmbvI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5MUCOJMRq4/TYF_YJq-dhI/AAAAAAAACkc/9qlXvsQmbvI/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584885065805886994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7830662398322445488?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7830662398322445488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7830662398322445488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7830662398322445488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7830662398322445488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-little-violist.html' title='My Little Violist...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgDtNyd0P3s/TYGAHlG6zvI/AAAAAAAAClc/8hvhB1AVZHA/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-2259664495192059079</id><published>2011-02-25T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:42:24.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Good and Bad) The Nightmares... The Dreams... and Weird Al Yankovic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAiheC-h3TE/TWfbSyoh5kI/AAAAAAAACkU/DGvDWVYmvjE/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577667779397543490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAiheC-h3TE/TWfbSyoh5kI/AAAAAAAACkU/DGvDWVYmvjE/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P-uvxmF-r94/TWfaUdgAfEI/AAAAAAAACkM/qfHcGKTNz_o/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha Ha! I have a little secret... Sometimes, I get sad... I cry for days, and face challenges ... Sometimes I feel like, I struggle too much... Constantly it seems to do the right thing, and stay afloat, and Yes, I tend to shut out the world, and not talk, and mentally check out... My version of curling up in a fetal position and drooling... But I have a confession before you feel too empathetic, sympathetic... or pathetic for me.... The Confession? While I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; enjoy these things.. that would be a lie... I do enjoy the lessons learned, and the experience i get, and the strength I am rewarded with... If you think for one second that each thing my little family goes through is not rewarded with a blessing twice its size, your crazy... and if you think that I would rather go through life, not experiences these extreme things (Good and Bad) and not feel things to the depth that I do... your crazy... I cant imagine not knowing the people I have in my life (Good and Bad) ... and feeling about each of them the way I do (Good and Bad)... I cant imagine for one second not getting to see everything I have seen (Good and Bad)... and be everywhere I have been (Good and Bad)... and held every hand through every experience I have been fortunate enough to hold... I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to have time to watch TV, Sleep through a night without waking up and screaming from the nightmares.... Because along with those nightmares... the really famous ones that I race out of bed from and wake up mid sprint to fall on the floor... (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; oh it happens) because I also have Good Dreams... Amazing dreams, of friends, and families, and people that I love... I love and am loved so much sometimes its amazing.... Today I was blessed enough to have those dreams in the wee hours of the morning... Lots of them... The good kind... And in the middle of a million different crisis... I am ridiculously happy... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong, I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; made it through a day yet without tears... But I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; made it through a day without laughing either... I Love you guys... Just thought you should know.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! And! I also thought you should know that Weird Al &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yankovic&lt;/span&gt; Tweeted this morning... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ROTFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;! Yep! it happened, he is skiing in Deer Valley this weekend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Random!&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/853421158043383031-2259664495192059079?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2259664495192059079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2259664495192059079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2259664495192059079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2259664495192059079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2011/02/nightmares-good-dreams-and-weird-al.html' title='(Good and Bad) The Nightmares... The Dreams... and Weird Al Yankovic'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAiheC-h3TE/TWfbSyoh5kI/AAAAAAAACkU/DGvDWVYmvjE/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-195494499971652285</id><published>2011-02-22T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:51:53.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember my goal to update and post more???</title><content type='html'>Well... here... let these pictures distract you from my obvious failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9MQlMJPkdo8/TWQhopLtwyI/AAAAAAAACkE/hnPU96Ng-PQ/s1600/photo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576619112680777746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tWtCD0L3fc/TWQhiWr96BI/AAAAAAAACjU/_3X5Gie9jig/s320/photo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B93q6VgJZIY/TWQhiNmis7I/AAAAAAAACjM/cxEH6uG7rKo/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576619110242104242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B93q6VgJZIY/TWQhiNmis7I/AAAAAAAACjM/cxEH6uG7rKo/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/853421158043383031-195494499971652285?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/195494499971652285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=195494499971652285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/195494499971652285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/195494499971652285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2011/02/remember-my-goal-to-update-and-post.html' title='Remember my goal to update and post more???'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9MQlMJPkdo8/TWQhopLtwyI/AAAAAAAACkE/hnPU96Ng-PQ/s72-c/photo7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1110524675930796232</id><published>2010-11-05T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:08:15.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What you've been missing... What I've been missing...</title><content type='html'>Lets start with Halloween... because that is the order the pictures loaded up in... IM sure Heather will kill me for posting this.. but really? she sent it to me... what did she expect!! LOL she and her friends dressed up and did Karioke *SP* for Halloween... Yes my friends.. she is 21.. watch out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM9GjXkDI/AAAAAAAACi4/4pnWC5UHROE/s1600/Kerry+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536064085815693362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM9GjXkDI/AAAAAAAACi4/4pnWC5UHROE/s320/Kerry+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Johnathon and I met up with Michelle and her kids to go trick or treating in the torrential downpour ... They are SOOOO Cute together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8pe3pgI/AAAAAAAACiw/LhACQbxbrms/s1600/Kerry+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536064078012196354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8pe3pgI/AAAAAAAACiw/LhACQbxbrms/s320/Kerry+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROTFLMAO! I couldnt resist posting this picture... Before you feel too bad for lil Jimmy, look at the smile on his face... Even with this terrifying costume... Johnathon is not too scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8RZEO_I/AAAAAAAACio/fZTl_NW2dK0/s1600/Kerry+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536064071545404402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8RZEO_I/AAAAAAAACio/fZTl_NW2dK0/s320/Kerry+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is letting this beautiful girl wear the mask.. They are so cute together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8GqFHPI/AAAAAAAACig/qVHtUp7pu1k/s1600/Kerry+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536064068663975154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM8GqFHPI/AAAAAAAACig/qVHtUp7pu1k/s320/Kerry+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy hair day at school for red ribbon week brought out his funky style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMjnAQF6I/AAAAAAAACiY/ceqijqSGCgI/s1600/Kerry+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536063647850174370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMjnAQF6I/AAAAAAAACiY/ceqijqSGCgI/s320/Kerry+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been coming up with other activitys to keep warm... here is another rainy day, spent at hollywood connections... Shawn and Johnathon Miniature Golfed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536063634991385474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMi3Gei4I/AAAAAAAACiQ/_vzv2iWfUk8/s320/Kerry+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rollerskated... (Fell alot...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMiqqo9RI/AAAAAAAACiI/nxGwlt9Lkeo/s1600/Kerry+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536063631653401874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMiqqo9RI/AAAAAAAACiI/nxGwlt9Lkeo/s320/Kerry+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister came too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMiCO1d_I/AAAAAAAACiA/8KXhrAOFfvw/s1600/Kerry+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536063620799363058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMiCO1d_I/AAAAAAAACiA/8KXhrAOFfvw/s320/Kerry+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And played in the arcade.... So much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMhybzSZI/AAAAAAAACh4/6hRUz7j27Zg/s1600/Kerry+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536063616558778770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQMhybzSZI/AAAAAAAACh4/6hRUz7j27Zg/s320/Kerry+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Thats the run down of what you have been missing... its been a couple months since i posted.. so there is alot more missed than worth mentioning... I moved... Oh yeah, i did that... I threw away everything i owned and started my life over... Johnathon and I, along with a black cat and the HUGE dog moved into an apartment.. I have never lived in an apartment before, but it makes sense for my little family... On one hand its really good to go... leave everything that carries all the memories... on the other hand, its hard to be somewhere with no roots... although im quickly trying to make some. In the next few weeks i will be putting up Holiday decorations (Very scaled down holiday decorations) and i have this overwhelming sense of insecurity... Fear is more like it... Of how i am feeling, what i am doing... where i want to be... Nothing feels familiar, nothing feels comfortable... I keep myself so busy, and on such a tight leash emotionally... to make sure i dont drift, that i havent drifted at all... I havent painted... i havent played music.. i havent written... I am missing a cigarette.. and large goblet of wine... some stirring music.. and fingers and nails encrusted in paint.. creativity, pain, fear, hope, happiness.. anything... Thats what i am missing...  I will start here.. and try to keep this updated, it makes me feel more like a person, less of a machine, and see how far i get... 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What I&apos;ve been missing...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TNQM9GjXkDI/AAAAAAAACi4/4pnWC5UHROE/s72-c/Kerry+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8688275789728968209</id><published>2010-08-12T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:16:51.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lil' Staycation... and a list of demands</title><content type='html'>Johnathon went on his summer visitation with his dad... man that was a rocky two weeks... I kept telling him that we would make up for our time apart, and even though we couldnt afford to leave town.. that we would vacation together at home, and we would pretend we were visiting our home from another state... and his job was to come up with a list of things he would like to do on our vacation....&lt;br /&gt;First on the list- Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzhF_3gMI/AAAAAAAACho/WcDO6Of2u-o/s1600/IMG_0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504722025680699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzhF_3gMI/AAAAAAAACho/WcDO6Of2u-o/s320/IMG_0566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He missed his pets and his sister sooo much, that was day number one, a day at home with a dinner party to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzggr_dWI/AAAAAAAAChg/kiCjGvwnK0o/s1600/IMG_0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504722015665223010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzggr_dWI/AAAAAAAAChg/kiCjGvwnK0o/s320/IMG_0568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The following morning he couldnt wait to show off his newly aquired cooking skills that he picked up from his dad... he made scrambled eggs, it was delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzgEknHrI/AAAAAAAAChY/IlbetTbprFQ/s1600/IMG_0571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504722008118075058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzgEknHrI/AAAAAAAAChY/IlbetTbprFQ/s320/IMG_0571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the tour of our own state began... here we are in library square down town... it was such a fun day playing tourist... looking at all the fountains, and sculptures and paintings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzfu8pZGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/biGCt1BIeeY/s1600/IMG_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504722002313307234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzfu8pZGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/biGCt1BIeeY/s320/IMG_0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drank italian sodas and ate ice cream... yum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzfUiMr6I/AAAAAAAAChI/1tnwCaRBpGg/s1600/IMG_0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721995223052194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzfUiMr6I/AAAAAAAAChI/1tnwCaRBpGg/s320/IMG_0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sat on the roof top garden... and watched some bee keeping ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzNVDKmUI/AAAAAAAAChA/eH7cNknvGMg/s1600/IMG_0574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721686123682114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzNVDKmUI/AAAAAAAAChA/eH7cNknvGMg/s320/IMG_0574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Read some books in the librarys cool crystal cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMwwtJEI/AAAAAAAACg4/-96Pf3XNir0/s1600/IMG_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721676382577730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMwwtJEI/AAAAAAAACg4/-96Pf3XNir0/s320/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the water is his favorite thing no matter where we go... he finds it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMsFSTgI/AAAAAAAACgw/R5JJ5brSppk/s1600/IMG_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721675126722050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMsFSTgI/AAAAAAAACgw/R5JJ5brSppk/s320/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next on the list was a picnic with betty... it is waaayyy too hot to do this for lunch... so we made it an early morning breakfast picnice at the park&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMIqh8rI/AAAAAAAACgo/3FvJr0xsKko/s1600/IMG_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721665619260082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzMIqh8rI/AAAAAAAACgo/3FvJr0xsKko/s320/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is my betty... playing with him on the play ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzLjp9msI/AAAAAAAACgg/z8k9IgnKGvQ/s1600/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721655684766402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzLjp9msI/AAAAAAAACgg/z8k9IgnKGvQ/s320/IMG_0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sliding with him on the slide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSy0bPGxdI/AAAAAAAACgY/wF9W9sNtAZM/s1600/IMG_0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721258287646162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSy0bPGxdI/AAAAAAAACgY/wF9W9sNtAZM/s320/IMG_0585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyzlXLq6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/oEwfHBNISFI/s1600/IMG_0587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721243826006946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyzlXLq6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/oEwfHBNISFI/s320/IMG_0587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And ofcourse swinging with him on the swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyzGaLPzI/AAAAAAAACgI/iZewJ-WKtI0/s1600/IMG_0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721235517062962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyzGaLPzI/AAAAAAAACgI/iZewJ-WKtI0/s320/IMG_0589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is teaching him how to make jacobs ladder, and the witches broom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyycgfsYI/AAAAAAAACgA/QipzT8PHp2c/s1600/IMG_0590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721224269279618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyycgfsYI/AAAAAAAACgA/QipzT8PHp2c/s320/IMG_0590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we headed up to park city.... to the olympic park!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyxwhpftI/AAAAAAAACf4/AvT82udmcI0/s1600/IMG_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504721212462956242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyxwhpftI/AAAAAAAACf4/AvT82udmcI0/s320/IMG_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loved the bobsleds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyiPK4rGI/AAAAAAAACfo/tIGsMRKzaSc/s1600/IMG_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720945811074146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyiPK4rGI/AAAAAAAACfo/tIGsMRKzaSc/s320/IMG_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and watching the ski jumps into the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyht33vYI/AAAAAAAACfg/12Xas52XRvg/s1600/IMG_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720936872951170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyht33vYI/AAAAAAAACfg/12Xas52XRvg/s320/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is his face at the bottom of the ski lft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyhETrf3I/AAAAAAAACfY/fCz7VtAycQw/s1600/IMG_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720925715300210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyhETrf3I/AAAAAAAACfY/fCz7VtAycQw/s320/IMG_0596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how high up went!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSygvlde-I/AAAAAAAACfQ/bBTR7Uf4QP4/s1600/IMG_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720920152734690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSygvlde-I/AAAAAAAACfQ/bBTR7Uf4QP4/s320/IMG_0598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is starting to look alot more concerned... as he should... because we took the zip line down... LOL it was a total blast... here let me see if i can get the video to attach!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f78ddf6d1eaa2b4e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df78ddf6d1eaa2b4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DCB085E502DD4729BE1CAA79E1EB18BE7663354.78078E7A113FAD5810000C1211A9F1D5B5A0F317%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df78ddf6d1eaa2b4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0KoQTsBXmxzl4S2HjPLoa7T1Il4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df78ddf6d1eaa2b4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288818%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6DCB085E502DD4729BE1CAA79E1EB18BE7663354.78078E7A113FAD5810000C1211A9F1D5B5A0F317%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df78ddf6d1eaa2b4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0KoQTsBXmxzl4S2HjPLoa7T1Il4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into the Museum next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyPHj-QzI/AAAAAAAACfI/u-8e-3SGQ-s/s1600/IMG_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720617351299890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyPHj-QzI/AAAAAAAACfI/u-8e-3SGQ-s/s320/IMG_0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Virtual Skiing&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyOBJECWI/AAAAAAAACe4/uKPaROXyQS4/s1600/IMG_0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720598447950178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyOBJECWI/AAAAAAAACe4/uKPaROXyQS4/s320/IMG_0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyNsskaPI/AAAAAAAACew/mIQD50toca4/s1600/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720592959727858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyNsskaPI/AAAAAAAACew/mIQD50toca4/s320/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyNPNKIyI/AAAAAAAACeo/DYqs-Zc2Yzk/s1600/IMG_0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720585043354402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSyNPNKIyI/AAAAAAAACeo/DYqs-Zc2Yzk/s320/IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse the HUGE sign outside... Yes, thats the lil man standing at the bottom, looks like an ant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxxMPtDMI/AAAAAAAACeg/Qoluo_ODbVU/s1600/IMG_0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720103212387522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxxMPtDMI/AAAAAAAACeg/Qoluo_ODbVU/s320/IMG_0607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least was his day in the sun at the waterslide.... OH MY five hours and several applications of sunblock later... he is tucked bed sound asleep at a very early hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxwWdnQdI/AAAAAAAACeY/ctRTwM4fUOk/s1600/IMG_0622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720088775213522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxwWdnQdI/AAAAAAAACeY/ctRTwM4fUOk/s320/IMG_0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxv3AJxTI/AAAAAAAACeQ/fTHjB0cNWPU/s1600/IMG_0623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720080330147122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxv3AJxTI/AAAAAAAACeQ/fTHjB0cNWPU/s320/IMG_0623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has so much fun.. and went down all the slides a million times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxvHmUoKI/AAAAAAAACeI/iBzWWSnG7mY/s1600/IMG_0624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720067605340322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxvHmUoKI/AAAAAAAACeI/iBzWWSnG7mY/s320/IMG_0624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Its SOOOO Good to have him home!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxuoz7MjI/AAAAAAAACeA/oPLnlPSJHn8/s1600/IMG_0625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504720059340894770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSxuoz7MjI/AAAAAAAACeA/oPLnlPSJHn8/s320/IMG_0625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/853421158043383031-8688275789728968209?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8688275789728968209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8688275789728968209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8688275789728968209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8688275789728968209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/08/lil-staycation-and-list-of-demands.html' title='A Lil&apos; Staycation... and a list of demands'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TGSzhF_3gMI/AAAAAAAACho/WcDO6Of2u-o/s72-c/IMG_0566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4417340517585543129</id><published>2010-07-19T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T16:50:42.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party... NCIS Style... Happy Birthday Lil Man!!</title><content type='html'>Let me start off by saying that my little miracle has turned 11... we all know he has always had a little difference in taste than most... could be inherited from his mother.... okay, who am i kidding... im his mom... I am thrilled to present birthday party 11!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThdHM1HVI/AAAAAAAACd4/y6bqMc5oWb0/s1600/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765335564164434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThdHM1HVI/AAAAAAAACd4/y6bqMc5oWb0/s320/photo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decorating with his darling sister!!! We had a million balloons (okay maybe 100) and streamers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThNRjR6NI/AAAAAAAACdw/yjQb24SHCwk/s1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765063464773842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThNRjR6NI/AAAAAAAACdw/yjQb24SHCwk/s320/photo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cant forget the cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThMxdOOfI/AAAAAAAACdo/oixT464DGtg/s1600/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765054849432050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThMxdOOfI/AAAAAAAACdo/oixT464DGtg/s320/photo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Ummmm Lollipop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThMChHzlI/AAAAAAAACdg/-N2R2lVlbkE/s1600/photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765042249322066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThMChHzlI/AAAAAAAACdg/-N2R2lVlbkE/s320/photo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sister!!! Heather spent the whole weekend with us and it was so great!!! Then came the party!!! Look at this crowd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThLyJg9dI/AAAAAAAACdY/9ANGrqdcyZk/s1600/photo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765037855339986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThLyJg9dI/AAAAAAAACdY/9ANGrqdcyZk/s320/photo5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone was missing from the group... Where did Heather Go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThLJ3xARI/AAAAAAAACdQ/YOLLq-l88F4/s1600/photo6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495765027043475730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThLJ3xARI/AAAAAAAACdQ/YOLLq-l88F4/s320/photo6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why is that a body??? Hidden in my backyard???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThApHuS2I/AAAAAAAACdI/ldl2tAlW5dg/s1600/photo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764846453345122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TEThApHuS2I/AAAAAAAACdI/ldl2tAlW5dg/s320/photo7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IT IS A BODY!... Awww poor heather!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg_rQhcrI/AAAAAAAACc4/z8C8qahZ6Xg/s1600/Photo10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764829847253682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg_rQhcrI/AAAAAAAACc4/z8C8qahZ6Xg/s320/Photo10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have no fear... Amber (Former FBI employee) was on the scene... With a crime scene investigation kit Johnathon had gotten for his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg_eEF6JI/AAAAAAAACcw/Rc6XIpb5fAs/s1600/photo11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764826305456274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg_eEF6JI/AAAAAAAACcw/Rc6XIpb5fAs/s320/photo11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids gathered around to solve the homicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg-lTy6BI/AAAAAAAACco/L7Rh1vyLMOs/s1600/photo12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764811070498834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETg-lTy6BI/AAAAAAAACco/L7Rh1vyLMOs/s320/photo12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taped off the area, and looked for clues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgrTajlVI/AAAAAAAACcg/4IrZp41IyY4/s1600/Photo13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764479849502034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgrTajlVI/AAAAAAAACcg/4IrZp41IyY4/s320/Photo13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hid the body from the little ones... who wondered why in the world heather had painted herself in finger paints... ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgq3phR2I/AAAAAAAACcY/NRGP_7RA354/s1600/photo14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764472396072802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgq3phR2I/AAAAAAAACcY/NRGP_7RA354/s320/photo14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were two suspects to be interrogated... they quickly went to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgqLtYynI/AAAAAAAACcQ/QWqEE1zCsAE/s1600/photo15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764460601133682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgqLtYynI/AAAAAAAACcQ/QWqEE1zCsAE/s320/photo15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie was suspect number one... a note had been found in the area of the body, that wasnt very nice... But it wasnt her handwriting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgpo0DyTI/AAAAAAAACcI/sd4ctKvn5gQ/s1600/photo16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764451233876274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgpo0DyTI/AAAAAAAACcI/sd4ctKvn5gQ/s320/photo16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suspect number two... Benjamin... Texts were found on heathers phone saved under his name... But oddly.. the number wasnt his.... After reading the number that was saved in the phone outloud Johnathon quickly recognized it as mine... I was the killer... thats what my baby girl gets for growing up and leaving home!!! Luckily i was the one with the camera.. so there are no photos of me being arrested.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgpAw8kiI/AAAAAAAACcA/eYRtTt6SbRs/s1600/photo17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764440483402274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgpAw8kiI/AAAAAAAACcA/eYRtTt6SbRs/s320/photo17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then came presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgaVYuPKI/AAAAAAAACb4/7BjTEEIj_lg/s1600/photo19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764188320906402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgaVYuPKI/AAAAAAAACb4/7BjTEEIj_lg/s320/photo19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone watched him open them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZ17SztI/AAAAAAAACbw/_ICyKVQlQqs/s1600/photo20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764179875974866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZ17SztI/AAAAAAAACbw/_ICyKVQlQqs/s320/photo20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZnJeGtI/AAAAAAAACbo/QaFAd7jJb38/s1600/photo22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764175908903634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZnJeGtI/AAAAAAAACbo/QaFAd7jJb38/s320/photo22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZDFd85I/AAAAAAAACbg/lhsC4U8SBHc/s1600/photo23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764166228439954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgZDFd85I/AAAAAAAACbg/lhsC4U8SBHc/s320/photo23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there was a massive water fight... Girls against boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgYvZxSrI/AAAAAAAACbY/VsYRjEnex2E/s1600/photo24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495764160944884402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgYvZxSrI/AAAAAAAACbY/VsYRjEnex2E/s320/photo24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who would dare face these two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgGvn_EeI/AAAAAAAACbQ/_CM8Rs995sk/s1600/photo25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495763851766862306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgGvn_EeI/AAAAAAAACbQ/_CM8Rs995sk/s320/photo25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone got soaking wet... Ha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgGF8y1pI/AAAAAAAACbI/l96RHxxqTwU/s1600/photo26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495763840579851922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgGF8y1pI/AAAAAAAACbI/l96RHxxqTwU/s320/photo26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Really wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgFndmoaI/AAAAAAAACbA/lipgvBYkelM/s1600/photo27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495763832395964834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgFndmoaI/AAAAAAAACbA/lipgvBYkelM/s320/photo27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgFIj8YdI/AAAAAAAACa4/eGAwenVAc40/s1600/photo28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495763824101056978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgFIj8YdI/AAAAAAAACa4/eGAwenVAc40/s320/photo28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brayden accessorized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgEjW98OI/AAAAAAAACaw/fGi76_hbdQA/s1600/photo29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495763814114521314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TETgEjW98OI/AAAAAAAACaw/fGi76_hbdQA/s320/photo29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Johnathon the day after playing with his new toy. It was so much fun.. thanks to everyone for participating... I cant wait to see what he is obsessed with next year!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/853421158043383031-4417340517585543129?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4417340517585543129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4417340517585543129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4417340517585543129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4417340517585543129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday-party-ncis-style-happy.html' title='Birthday Party... 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Still going....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBLMs3-UI/AAAAAAAACag/tooECr16ems/s1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485596744269429058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBLMs3-UI/AAAAAAAACag/tooECr16ems/s400/photo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBLB8noEI/AAAAAAAACaY/_LlbI_73-Cw/s1600/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485596741382676546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBLB8noEI/AAAAAAAACaY/_LlbI_73-Cw/s400/photo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBK-HSbuI/AAAAAAAACaQ/glsi1HFrHAA/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485596740353683170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TCDBK-HSbuI/AAAAAAAACaQ/glsi1HFrHAA/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-2421666247806868019?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2421666247806868019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2421666247806868019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2421666247806868019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2421666247806868019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-going.html' title='.... 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Start Of Summer Vacation.... Dedicated to Phil</title><content type='html'>Okay... I dont know how much commentary your going to get with this post... The kids and I headed to Bear Lake this weekend and enjoyed some time with some of the people i love most... we had ALOT of fun... so much... and there were some reall sad times too... but all in all, it was amazing... the most amazing thing was the time with my kids... There is not an order to the pictures being posted... there are a ton... and im exhausted and much to lazy to name them in anything i could remember to get them to post in order or even grouped together... so scroll through and enjoy the crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwu4NZPyFI/AAAAAAAACaA/iwzjcGx-ayw/s1600/photo12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806389806155858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwu4NZPyFI/AAAAAAAACaA/iwzjcGx-ayw/s320/photo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hot springs... The lake was beautiful... but still very cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwu32BFviI/AAAAAAAACZ4/xPv-bk9Y8MA/s1600/photo14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806383530819106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwu32BFviI/AAAAAAAACZ4/xPv-bk9Y8MA/s320/photo14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feeding the baby calves by bottle this morning before we came home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuvWfNYpI/AAAAAAAACZw/VDbhD2bG30w/s1600/photo13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806237628261010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuvWfNYpI/AAAAAAAACZw/VDbhD2bG30w/s320/photo13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were a bunch of these little things running around and it was rare to find a child without one at all times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuu6hv2I/AAAAAAAACZg/VFL3G5KYozw/s1600/photo11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806227005423458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuu6hv2I/AAAAAAAACZg/VFL3G5KYozw/s320/photo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha... Here are the girls butts after riding... The riding pictures are still coming... but only these two would let me take this shot... i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuayYGRI/AAAAAAAACZY/UNdwG9z9QEc/s1600/photo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806221602527506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuayYGRI/AAAAAAAACZY/UNdwG9z9QEc/s320/photo10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are all the kids on a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuGScw9I/AAAAAAAACZQ/oVbQmKi07MQ/s1600/photo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479806216099906514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuuGScw9I/AAAAAAAACZQ/oVbQmKi07MQ/s320/photo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here i am brushing phil....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwueEQkJ6I/AAAAAAAACZI/0U2BH3bm-_U/s1600/photo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805940677224354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwueEQkJ6I/AAAAAAAACZI/0U2BH3bm-_U/s320/photo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather brushing phil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwud8tbkbI/AAAAAAAACZA/EHI4rFj7XYc/s1600/photo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805938650812850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwud8tbkbI/AAAAAAAACZA/EHI4rFj7XYc/s320/photo6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Johnathon Brushing Triple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwudQ-enYI/AAAAAAAACY4/X2tkfXgj6k4/s1600/photo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805926911155586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwudQ-enYI/AAAAAAAACY4/X2tkfXgj6k4/s320/photo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwucyiJ6II/AAAAAAAACYw/9gQeypgQ9CQ/s1600/photo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805918739294338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwucyiJ6II/AAAAAAAACYw/9gQeypgQ9CQ/s320/photo4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The evil demented goat that wanted to eat me for lunch... and stared through my bedroom window every morning... Satan... Named daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwucgdbMoI/AAAAAAAACYo/FW_Gkmkp4Ck/s1600/photo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805913887617666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwucgdbMoI/AAAAAAAACYo/FW_Gkmkp4Ck/s320/photo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are all the kids at the minnetonka market... Greatest place on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuCZ97f3I/AAAAAAAACYg/IgY2Xr3UWeI/s1600/DSCN1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805465468305266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuCZ97f3I/AAAAAAAACYg/IgY2Xr3UWeI/s320/DSCN1130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More baby cow pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuBzPBmsI/AAAAAAAACYY/e4xp9ChQPhU/s1600/DSCN1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805455071025858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuBzPBmsI/AAAAAAAACYY/e4xp9ChQPhU/s320/DSCN1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuBIW1EXI/AAAAAAAACYQ/xM6-t41DRIM/s1600/DSCN1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805443561034098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuBIW1EXI/AAAAAAAACYQ/xM6-t41DRIM/s320/DSCN1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuAts4VvI/AAAAAAAACYI/paUR_d_EZy0/s1600/DSCN1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805436405765874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuAts4VvI/AAAAAAAACYI/paUR_d_EZy0/s320/DSCN1121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I mentioned the lake was freezing right? too cold to swim in... Yes, thats my boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuALTM5AI/AAAAAAAACYA/jopaQuZokkw/s1600/DSCN1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479805427171255298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwuALTM5AI/AAAAAAAACYA/jopaQuZokkw/s320/DSCN1120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtKq6lZTI/AAAAAAAACXI/HrJ1jLCRc4I/s1600/DSCN1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804507945002290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtKq6lZTI/AAAAAAAACXI/HrJ1jLCRc4I/s320/DSCN1116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Horse back riding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtKOa76ZI/AAAAAAAACXA/VKJi_Hxqyss/s1600/DSCN1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804500296067474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtKOa76ZI/AAAAAAAACXA/VKJi_Hxqyss/s320/DSCN1115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Johnathon rode himself this year... no one leading the horse... he loved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtJwNWoWI/AAAAAAAACW4/rb357kEBX9U/s1600/DSCN1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804492186034530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtJwNWoWI/AAAAAAAACW4/rb357kEBX9U/s320/DSCN1114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful girls... Nelly was wearing heels LOL and got bucked off in poop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtJbceLMI/AAAAAAAACWw/dflNz7sCPXQ/s1600/DSCN1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804486612298946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwtJbceLMI/AAAAAAAACWw/dflNz7sCPXQ/s320/DSCN1111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsy37yt-I/AAAAAAAACWo/OEagYc6yk0U/s1600/DSCN1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804099122870242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsy37yt-I/AAAAAAAACWo/OEagYc6yk0U/s320/DSCN1110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Johnathon climbing on!! Such a little man... such a big horse.. This is triple, the first horse he ever actually rode way back in the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsyNtTheI/AAAAAAAACWg/woGWQBpiZmk/s1600/DSCN1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804087787816418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsyNtTheI/AAAAAAAACWg/woGWQBpiZmk/s320/DSCN1107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsxijC0WI/AAAAAAAACWY/Osvo-j_JneU/s1600/DSCN1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804076202053986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsxijC0WI/AAAAAAAACWY/Osvo-j_JneU/s320/DSCN1105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather getting on Phil ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsxSWiThI/AAAAAAAACWQ/czWZ58PvmR8/s1600/DSCN1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804071854624274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsxSWiThI/AAAAAAAACWQ/czWZ58PvmR8/s320/DSCN1104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwswx4DwXI/AAAAAAAACWI/gZA55c3l73s/s1600/DSCN1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479804063136858482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwswx4DwXI/AAAAAAAACWI/gZA55c3l73s/s320/DSCN1103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsZX9W6qI/AAAAAAAACWA/SpkoJ1SiZHQ/s1600/DSCN1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479803661042772642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsZX9W6qI/AAAAAAAACWA/SpkoJ1SiZHQ/s320/DSCN1102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsZFWpabI/AAAAAAAACV4/uJ-ZK9Op2vs/s1600/DSCN1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479803656048568754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsZFWpabI/AAAAAAAACV4/uJ-ZK9Op2vs/s320/DSCN1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsYReMBZI/AAAAAAAACVw/QSFh0OmSftY/s1600/DSCN1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479803642121553298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsYReMBZI/AAAAAAAACVw/QSFh0OmSftY/s320/DSCN1100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsYOH_SOI/AAAAAAAACVo/DJ6R2hSEkPc/s1600/DSCN1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479803641223137506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsYOH_SOI/AAAAAAAACVo/DJ6R2hSEkPc/s320/DSCN1099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsXnKrDbI/AAAAAAAACVg/l2vBPNPjfvw/s1600/DSCN1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479803630765411762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwsXnKrDbI/AAAAAAAACVg/l2vBPNPjfvw/s320/DSCN1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beautiful daugher... So amazing.. yes... thats a kitten in her lap&lt;br /&gt;late yesterday afternoon, phil got colicky and had to be put down and buried in the middle of the night... this was really rough on my friends.. i want them to know how much we love them.... and how grateful i am everyday for them.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Love Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7585988912502022955?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7585988912502022955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7585988912502022955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7585988912502022955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7585988912502022955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/06/bear-lake-2010-start-of-summer-vacation.html' title='Bear Lake 2010... Start Of Summer Vacation.... Dedicated to Phil'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/TAwu4NZPyFI/AAAAAAAACaA/iwzjcGx-ayw/s72-c/photo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4912930374438472145</id><published>2010-05-25T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:32:45.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_vfgvWK2nI/AAAAAAAACVY/FeG-nDkaNY0/s1600/IMG00268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475215525557230194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_vfgvWK2nI/AAAAAAAACVY/FeG-nDkaNY0/s400/IMG00268.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/853421158043383031-4912930374438472145?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4912930374438472145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4912930374438472145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4912930374438472145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4912930374438472145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-one.html' title='Another one'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_vfgvWK2nI/AAAAAAAACVY/FeG-nDkaNY0/s72-c/IMG00268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8141646151758244018</id><published>2010-05-20T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:45:24.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the Coffee ... good luck getting through this one....oh look! im still painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_V1DrzUbKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/bIwPsTly2XI/s1600/IMG00234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473409628296735906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_V1DrzUbKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/bIwPsTly2XI/s400/IMG00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever hit a wall? They always talk about hitting rock bottom…. Emotional and spiritual bankruptcy… I am not there… and &lt;knocks&gt;won’t find it necessary to visit that place again… I think when one doesn’t pay attention to their emotional health… or their spirituality, that they miss all the warning signs during the rapid spiral fiery descent. I refer to these warning signs as walls… because experiencing them… and being aware that they are happening because of how you are behaving… not due to some cosmic force out to get you and taunt you (How silly do you feel when you have to own up to the fact that god doesn’t have a sick sense of humor… doesn’t hate you… or pick on you… you just have a huge ego) … feeling them is like hitting a wall… in every brutal sense your imagination can conjure up….sometimes comical …. Sometimes painful…. There are many walls…. The Stress wall (this encompasses finances, scheduling, housework all the physical things we have to do) … The Physical Health wall (This is coming from an insomniac… sleep is like a drug… it either makes me or breaks me, sometimes I don’t sleep due to the things in my life, sometimes I just don’t sleep, sometimes I don’t sleep because I have someone I really would rather spend time with than be sleeping… The I'm eating too much wall, the I'm not eating at all wall, the I'm laying on the couch and feel gross wall) The Work wall (You know this one… the I’m getting fired wall…the I can’t do anything right wall…. The what more do they want from me, I’m underappreciated, over worked, under paid, oh my god there is a huge meeting I am not prepared for… are you sure you kept that email with me approving this HUGE mistake wall….no you can’t have my first born wall)… The Children wall (This really can encompass any definition of family… or people you love….What are they doing, where are they going, are they making the right decisions, did they brush their teeth? How do I convince them they are the center of the universe, without having them act like they are the center of the universe… I can’t do enough… I micro waved dinner… again… I'm sorry I yelled, I'm sorry I cried, it’s not the end of the world that your room isn’t clean… you can wear those jeans one more time.. brush em off… are they safe? Are they safe? Are they safe? Wall)…. The Self wall (this one is my favorite, this one happens if you don’t take care of all the other walls you have just hit prior to this one…. Good times good times… This is the time in your life when you realize you aren’t taking care of yourself, you don’t know what you want and you don’t know who you are wall… and how are you ever going to be enough to feel important wall.. this without fail always always always turns into a spiritual wall… This is the I'm not capable of doing anything other than laying in this bed wall….watch out for this one… a sure fire trigger is hitting 2 or more of the above mentioned walls at once…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stress wall – Everything is coming at you from all directions at once, they don’t have to be bad things… even really good events when piled on top of each other can be overwhelming. Funny enough I function best when I'm stressed. I like to be on the go, surrounded by people, feeling needed and wanted and accomplished… for a very short time… unfortunately… I always schedule myself out farther than that short time, and end up bailing out on people, double booking myself, feeling like I am letting someone down…. And here comes the wall… I'm supposed to be somewhere, someone else is calling me in an emotional crisis, how am I going to pay this bill, the laundry is building up, I have been eating like crap due to being on the run, and don’t have the energy to exercise because I haven’t even been home long enough to take off my shoes since 7 am…. And here it comes…. The texts for advice are pouring in faster than I can answer them… the requests for time together are double booked… I realize we haven’t even opened the fridge for a week… what have I been feeding my son? My son? When was the last time he got to watch fineas and pherb? And here is the wall… phone shut off… dinner made at home… front door locked… pajamas on by 5 pm… in bed by 9 with every intention of sleeping at 9. You can’t see me if I can’t see you…. And you can’t see me, because I am nowhere to be found…. Sometimes I cry uncontrollably, you will notice this is a theme with hitting walls… this is where even the slightest stub of a toe… sharp word spoken from someone… stain didn’t come out in the wash, brings on the tears… and they don’t stop… The Physical Health wall - this wall always come in form of a cold or the flu, sometimes a migraine, and of course also accompanied by the flow of unexplainable and unstoppable tears. The Work wall – this wall is always apparent in form of an I don’t care attitude, you stop focusing, stop caring, crossing the line from being afraid of being fired, to wishing they would fire you… and then there are tears. The Children wall – Okay… Honestly… I live on the wall here… my children are my world… and I love them more than anything else in my life…. And when I am afraid for them, angry at them, concerned… happy, proud… annoyed… okay, pretty much anytime other than when I'm laughing … I'm crying, gratefully… they make me laugh lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Self wall – This is where this is all leading up too, you knew that from the beginning of my little speech here right? you knew that inevitably we would arrive at the part where you have to take off all your blinders, stop blaming everyone and everything around you, when you cannot be the victim any longer, and you have to own up to the fact that, yes, bad things happen to good people, but that you are not hopeless, unwanted, unloved, and, you are not horrible, you are not worthless, you deserve to have hope, be wanted, and are always loved. You cannot search beyond yourself for anything, for there is not a single need in the world that you cannot give yourself…. Loved ones, relationships, friends… are like a super boost to what you already have, they are the creamer in the coffee… tastes way better with it, but completely effective, functional and useful without it. Spirit lives within you, and helps you see what you are so obviously not looking at (For me… you guessed, it does this through tears) Maybe I relate to sadness, maybe it is palpable to me, Maybe because it is so raw and so real, that it reminds me that I too am real. There is no expectation without disappointment, There is no day that I will look in the mirror and not see at least ten things I want to change… I will always be too hard on myself, my worst enemy.. but I will always be my biggest advocate, and my own best friend…. The key to loving yourself is loving everything about you, not just the good, but the bad too…. The bad may not be the best term… but I will use it due to lack of anything better…. The bad is part of who I am… the mischievousness, the manipulative qualities, the anger, all of it… this is me, and you can’t have the caring, the playfulness, and joy without it…. So here I sit. Yes sit… not walking on my treadmill like I should be, Typing, Not working on a spreadsheet like I should be, drinking crystal light, when what I really crave is some crazy monster energy drink that will make sleep unnecessary, trying to think of ways to pretend the bad doesn’t exist, that I don’t get sick, angry, jealous… hurt… I'm so easily hurt. … and I say nothing when it happens… yes, me, who has typed this monstrous discussion of self discovery, will say nothing about how I feel unless it is what is dubbed acceptable feelings…. Because I want you to love me, because I care what you think,… because I love you… and think of you often… I know better than this… I do… no one knows better than me… and yet it happens anyways… I have given into the fear that I am too much… too much drama… too much emotion… too much to handle… I want too much, from someone else, I forgot to be the coffee. So I rob you, I rob you of what you liked about me in the first place… the fact that I'm real, that I am raw, that I feel deeply each and every emotion and cherish them…. And I am done. It will stop now… this censoring, and shielding, and not standing in my truth…. The truth is I cry… a lot, I cry when I am happy, I cry when I am sad, I cry when I am angry, or afraid… I am afraid a lot.. of everyone and everything… I get angry, and I am jealous…. I don’t know how I am supposed to be feeling, and supposed to be acting… and I have done a terrible job of trying to compensate for that… I forgot why you love me… I forgot to be myself… I'm gonna be the coffee again now…. Anyone who wants to mix is welcome.&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/853421158043383031-8141646151758244018?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8141646151758244018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8141646151758244018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8141646151758244018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8141646151758244018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-coffee-good-luck-getting-through.html' title='Being the Coffee ... good luck getting through this one....oh look! im still painting'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_V1DrzUbKI/AAAAAAAACVQ/bIwPsTly2XI/s72-c/IMG00234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-687293071021636008</id><published>2010-05-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:59:36.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So let it be written... So let it be done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_GSEGpLqpI/AAAAAAAACVI/-1X-7m4WxWA/s1600/IMG00211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472315621432339090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_GSEGpLqpI/AAAAAAAACVI/-1X-7m4WxWA/s400/IMG00211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_GSD6IjxSI/AAAAAAAACVA/3a4x9X7SSv8/s1600/IMG00212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472315618074281250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S_GSD6IjxSI/AAAAAAAACVA/3a4x9X7SSv8/s400/IMG00212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-687293071021636008?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/687293071021636008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=687293071021636008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/687293071021636008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/687293071021636008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-let-it-be-written-so-let-it-be-done.html' title='So let it be written... 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Maybe an angel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S-RuVSKdCCI/AAAAAAAACU4/L7cUN-a8DC4/s1600/IMG00200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468617159466616866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S-RuVSKdCCI/AAAAAAAACU4/L7cUN-a8DC4/s400/IMG00200.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/853421158043383031-4426097564994327693?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4426097564994327693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4426097564994327693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4426097564994327693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4426097564994327693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-something-maybe-angel.html' title='Missing something.... 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Some very life changing events occurring... i wont share about my own personal ones, well because this is a family blog, and i tend to use four letter descriptive words when talking about my personal issues... However... JOHNATHON HAS HAD A HUGE WEEK!.... Pictured here is His piano teacher and himself after his second recital... he did amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m_OkJHBI/AAAAAAAACUw/AxJsUOHZfO0/s1600/IMG00177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466709127869307922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m_OkJHBI/AAAAAAAACUw/AxJsUOHZfO0/s400/IMG00177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is such a handsome little man, and such a little miracle to have in my daily life, i forgot to tell family and friends about the recital, as he was at his dads this weekend... but i ended up with an entourage of friends there, and I was so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m-uCYfSI/AAAAAAAACUo/vIbs0_WPU0g/s1600/IMG00176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466709119137774882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m-uCYfSI/AAAAAAAACUo/vIbs0_WPU0g/s400/IMG00176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another HUGE event for Johnathon this week was his graduation from cub scouts... he earned his arrow of light award, and is moving onto boy scouts (scary!) he has worked so hard on his, and it has been such a big part of our lives, we have been with this group for over four years now, and it is really shaping who he is, and i think he tends to help shape a few others as well... here he is with a giant picture frame i made for him with all of his awards and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;achievements&lt;/span&gt;, as well as pictures of activities through out the years... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m-Nit4lI/AAAAAAAACUg/P_MJ1CZvg-o/s1600/DSC_4318+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466709110415024722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m-Nit4lI/AAAAAAAACUg/P_MJ1CZvg-o/s400/DSC_4318+email.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with Jim Sherman, we have known Jim for years also, he always does our arrow of light ceremony, and talks about his ways of life.... It was really neat to find out he is one of my dads good friends, when my dad came to the ceremony, i found out they have been friends for a long time as well.... small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m9m9JugI/AAAAAAAACUY/DQS82Jl-kTo/s1600/DSC_4317+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466709100056918530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m9m9JugI/AAAAAAAACUY/DQS82Jl-kTo/s400/DSC_4317+email.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the whole group... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so proud of all of them, and what an amazing group of leaders as well.... I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m9CCovlI/AAAAAAAACUQ/3BxDDFrU09I/s1600/DSC_4316+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466709090147810898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m9CCovlI/AAAAAAAACUQ/3BxDDFrU09I/s400/DSC_4316+email.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my update for the week... i was missing my heather... so i made a surprise visit to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ogden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; to check in on her.... You would think that a surprise visit from a parent to a young adult &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be received that well... but as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;steph&lt;/span&gt; and i pulled up to the restaurant she works at for lunch... you could hear the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squeal&lt;/span&gt; of "mommy" from outside the door... and my beautiful daughter shot through the door and almost knocked me off my feet with a tackle/hug... i love her so much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 :::pulls out the soap box kept around for when moments like this hit::::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know... We have had some of the hardest trials given to us in our life times... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not talking about all of us in general... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about my little family of three... we have been handed more than our share of issues, drama, pain, guilt... FEAR.... abandonment, and stress.... But i am grateful for every bit of it... because we have been blessed with more than our share of love, happiness, miracles, friends, hope, and good times as well.... i wish i could for one second get someone who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; grateful to be alive, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; happy with themselves or their lives to look at things through my eyes... and really get a look at the bigger picture... because lets be honest, my life is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt;, that it is impossible to have tunnel vision... too much stuff from too many angles.... I think that maybe if everyone took a step back and looked at the forest instead of the trees... they would see what a beautiful damn forest it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing... i feel safe saying this... because she never checks blogs... but I think some of my family does (cousins and such) My cousin/neighbor/hero Michelle is counted as one of the biggest blessings in my life... I tell her this all of the time, but unfortunately I am always telling her that as she is saving me again... When you talk about people that are always there for you... I have been blessed with so many... but I am especially grateful for her... love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:::soap box tucked neatly away for hopefully a while:::::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/853421158043383031-7693974063874667605?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7693974063874667605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7693974063874667605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7693974063874667605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7693974063874667605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-man.html' title='My little Man'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S92m_OkJHBI/AAAAAAAACUw/AxJsUOHZfO0/s72-c/IMG00177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7258740113070163269</id><published>2010-04-26T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:24:51.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekends work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S9XMWEVay3I/AAAAAAAACUI/q0mFgvyGpmo/s1600/IMG00158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464498402376731506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S9XMWEVay3I/AAAAAAAACUI/q0mFgvyGpmo/s400/IMG00158.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/853421158043383031-7258740113070163269?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7258740113070163269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7258740113070163269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7258740113070163269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7258740113070163269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-weekends-work.html' title='This weekends work...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S9XMWEVay3I/AAAAAAAACUI/q0mFgvyGpmo/s72-c/IMG00158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-2245163838538313883</id><published>2010-04-21T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:18:32.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break... better late than never....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89k8CWSC5I/AAAAAAAACUA/Tak7Ir_Dfh4/s1600/IMG00049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took a couple of days off of work during spring break to and Johnathon and I packed as many activities into those few days as humanly possible... if you can imagine.... (He saw how to train your dragon 3 times) But by far and wide our most pictured outing was to the treehouse museum with michelle and her kids... and you can see why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxzwdYSI/AAAAAAAACT4/tm5aDfk5j6Y/s1600/IMG00135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695679893528866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxzwdYSI/AAAAAAAACT4/tm5aDfk5j6Y/s320/IMG00135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jimmy in the TeePee... This took him some convincing... he was a little frightened at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxWK9MBI/AAAAAAAACTw/-wifUmcsWJs/s1600/IMG00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695671951601682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxWK9MBI/AAAAAAAACTw/-wifUmcsWJs/s320/IMG00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Rachael Cakes Wrestling Cattle LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxHXqUTI/AAAAAAAACTo/AVE2u9IGDKY/s1600/IMG00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695667978359090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxHXqUTI/AAAAAAAACTo/AVE2u9IGDKY/s320/IMG00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cowboy Johnathon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kw1I8WRI/AAAAAAAACTg/rR-oxJvtwv4/s1600/IMG00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695663084787986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kw1I8WRI/AAAAAAAACTg/rR-oxJvtwv4/s320/IMG00118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fireman Jimmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kwRyYQnI/AAAAAAAACTY/fbDTnsVSl7U/s1600/IMG00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695653594907250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kwRyYQnI/AAAAAAAACTY/fbDTnsVSl7U/s320/IMG00116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameo Appearance from her royal highness... the kids loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kL2x1DjI/AAAAAAAACTI/byZ5-qYoYQY/s1600/IMG00112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695027869552178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kL2x1DjI/AAAAAAAACTI/byZ5-qYoYQY/s320/IMG00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Special Agents John and Johnathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kLqdrr7I/AAAAAAAACTA/Sr4cMPS603E/s1600/IMG00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695024563826610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kLqdrr7I/AAAAAAAACTA/Sr4cMPS603E/s320/IMG00106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Royal Court LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kLKpHT6I/AAAAAAAACS4/1n8R3a48x7A/s1600/IMG00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695016021839778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kLKpHT6I/AAAAAAAACS4/1n8R3a48x7A/s320/IMG00098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wizard Chess???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kK6buAoI/AAAAAAAACSw/GIT1cvorp-k/s1600/IMG00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462695011670688386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kK6buAoI/AAAAAAAACSw/GIT1cvorp-k/s320/IMG00076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Future President John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j9XkA1_I/AAAAAAAACSo/qrQdAHDdhEo/s1600/IMG00075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462694778971936754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j9XkA1_I/AAAAAAAACSo/qrQdAHDdhEo/s320/IMG00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Future President Rachael Cakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j9AViRvI/AAAAAAAACSg/9GcWk0MkZkM/s1600/IMG00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462694772737197810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j9AViRvI/AAAAAAAACSg/9GcWk0MkZkM/s320/IMG00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Future President... Of the Independant Party... Johnathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j8uzVP8I/AAAAAAAACSY/hShiYZ-C3m4/s1600/IMG00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462694768030334914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j8uzVP8I/AAAAAAAACSY/hShiYZ-C3m4/s320/IMG00067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Puppet Shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j8dH5qPI/AAAAAAAACSQ/SIyd8W2vy1E/s1600/IMG00065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462694763284769010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j8dH5qPI/AAAAAAAACSQ/SIyd8W2vy1E/s320/IMG00065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pickachu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j74rTnVI/AAAAAAAACSI/-xcXnXd0n_w/s1600/IMG00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462694753501158738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89j74rTnVI/AAAAAAAACSI/-xcXnXd0n_w/s320/IMG00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun event over the weekend I Bought a new car!!! (See entry a few times ago... death of previous car)&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-2245163838538313883?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2245163838538313883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2245163838538313883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2245163838538313883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2245163838538313883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-better-late-than-never.html' title='Spring Break... better late than never....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S89kxzwdYSI/AAAAAAAACT4/tm5aDfk5j6Y/s72-c/IMG00135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-710842447682836645</id><published>2010-04-16T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:30:57.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h0hYzibTI/AAAAAAAACRg/WXCNfCnLqbw/s1600/IMG00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460742665129848114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h0hYzibTI/AAAAAAAACRg/WXCNfCnLqbw/s400/IMG00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h0hFpIudI/AAAAAAAACRY/zU-uLT81oN4/s1600/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460742659985947090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h0hFpIudI/AAAAAAAACRY/zU-uLT81oN4/s400/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-710842447682836645?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/710842447682836645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=710842447682836645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/710842447682836645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/710842447682836645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/04/couple-more.html' title='A couple more.'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h0hYzibTI/AAAAAAAACRg/WXCNfCnLqbw/s72-c/IMG00141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4063355780120829483</id><published>2010-04-04T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:20:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Morning Party :)</title><content type='html'>I had quite the treat this morning... I was able to pick up Johnathon from his dads and spend a few hours with him for the holiday even though it is his dads year... we decided to make an egg party out of it.... Here is Heather with Both of her brothers.... Oh we had a houseful at 10 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx99W_rbI/AAAAAAAACRA/NVSJc2bAepo/s1600/kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376995304680882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx99W_rbI/AAAAAAAACRA/NVSJc2bAepo/s320/kids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They colored eggs... for ever..... They colored 54 eggs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx9J53Y6I/AAAAAAAACQ4/68NMk2GR6qk/s1600/awww.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376981492294562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx9J53Y6I/AAAAAAAACQ4/68NMk2GR6qk/s320/awww.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx8mH35HI/AAAAAAAACQw/Dbks7aaeSJo/s1600/coloring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376971887371378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx8mH35HI/AAAAAAAACQw/Dbks7aaeSJo/s320/coloring.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... we had the two boys (Johnathon and Shawn) hide the eggs in the backyard from the adorable college kids.... The older kids entertained us mothers with the Bunny Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx8CPwBgI/AAAAAAAACQo/zyyJpJ8vuj8/s1600/bunny+hop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376962256733698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx8CPwBgI/AAAAAAAACQo/zyyJpJ8vuj8/s320/bunny+hop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is so beautiful... and i was so happy to have her home for the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx7FduBOI/AAAAAAAACQg/LJo6IdbjPQY/s1600/heather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376945940759778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx7FduBOI/AAAAAAAACQg/LJo6IdbjPQY/s320/heather.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After all these years... i adore this trio more than words can tell you... and i love that they are all still friends... and feel like part of the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxloZMNbI/AAAAAAAACQY/CbXWoNkTWcs/s1600/grown+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376577359885746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxloZMNbI/AAAAAAAACQY/CbXWoNkTWcs/s320/grown+kids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were busy hiding eggs in the back yard... they hid 36 of them... and hid some of them hard.... i was worried we wouldnt find them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376561670281890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxkt8f2qI/AAAAAAAACQI/ieDcTeCbB8A/s320/egg.JPG" /&gt;Johnathon loved getting to be the easter bunny this year.... I dont know if i have shared this before or not... but when johnathon was two... he was so proud of his eggs... and he was furious when he woke up and that stupid bunny had taken them... and hid them... no amount of chocolate made up for that insult... he is glad to be doing it to someone else... especially college kids... How cool was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxje1DiSI/AAAAAAAACP4/vg_rsb2hWLo/s1600/Johnathon+help.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376540432664866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxje1DiSI/AAAAAAAACP4/vg_rsb2hWLo/s320/Johnathon+help.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys finished and parked it on the trampoline to let the hunt begin... here is jordon hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxMo53uNI/AAAAAAAACPw/WjIzLzds7tw/s1600/jordon+find.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376148000225490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxMo53uNI/AAAAAAAACPw/WjIzLzds7tw/s320/jordon+find.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather found some eggs.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxMIJOvsI/AAAAAAAACPo/LDaEb7c87TM/s1600/finding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376139206278850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxMIJOvsI/AAAAAAAACPo/LDaEb7c87TM/s320/finding.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Could she be any freaking cuter... really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxL29-ukI/AAAAAAAACPg/jzYgpmpNdTk/s1600/Heather+find.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376134595689026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxL29-ukI/AAAAAAAACPg/jzYgpmpNdTk/s320/Heather+find.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nelly found some too... what great sports to play this game for the boys... what other kids would do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxLTHZDWI/AAAAAAAACPY/o94QLwUxxGg/s1600/nelly+find.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376124971486562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxLTHZDWI/AAAAAAAACPY/o94QLwUxxGg/s320/nelly+find.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When all the eggs were found... they ate a ton of them... horsed around as usual... and now are all gone... its so hard to know if your doing the right thing when the family dynamics are as strange as ours ... but like my blog is titled.... family means putting your arms around each other and being there... and thats what we did this morning.... I love them so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxKx62pWI/AAAAAAAACPQ/NjrtiTJqLRE/s1600/rough+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376116060530018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jxKx62pWI/AAAAAAAACPQ/NjrtiTJqLRE/s320/rough+house.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-4063355780120829483?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4063355780120829483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4063355780120829483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4063355780120829483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4063355780120829483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-morning-party.html' title='Easter Morning Party :)'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S7jx99W_rbI/AAAAAAAACRA/NVSJc2bAepo/s72-c/kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5876199025579305263</id><published>2010-03-28T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T08:45:45.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few random pictures... activities... and the near death experience of a cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453810930054237794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_UJTYGjmI/AAAAAAAACOg/q6B5zpIlWYM/s320/IMG00035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off... it is important to know that Johnathon got the smallest cubscout shirt available when he was a tiger cub... and has managed to wear it every year since then... at the beginning of this year it actually fit him just about right (4 years later) but now it is officially too small... so here he is... such a little man... in the smallest boy scout shirt available... how long do you think i can stretch this one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_O_XbOq7I/AAAAAAAACOY/vYRYSiLauvc/s1600/IMG00252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453805261784263602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_O_XbOq7I/AAAAAAAACOY/vYRYSiLauvc/s320/IMG00252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting has continued to be the thing that is robbing most of my free time... I am loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803979635541362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_N0vDJxXI/AAAAAAAACOA/hXMnmMkbw3E/s320/IMG00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... Onto this weekend... We had a very full day saturday... The Grand finally was Jacobs Birthday party at the rec center... Johnathon was so excited to go swimming... he has missed it and has spring fever like crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_N0RF96sI/AAAAAAAACN4/Wd6eTb0Rzlc/s1600/IMG00027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803971594283714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_N0RF96sI/AAAAAAAACN4/Wd6eTb0Rzlc/s320/IMG00027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we started the morning off with the Scouting for Food drive... This is such a great activity, and they collected so much food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803770958734242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_NolquY6I/AAAAAAAACNo/_18V2mHWfXs/s320/IMG00017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeah... Thats peanut butter... it required mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803765896812450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_NoSz3l6I/AAAAAAAACNg/oifPJzd8NX0/s320/IMG00016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Johnathon, Kevin, and Jacob... They can almost always be found together, they have spent so many summers together with stephanie... and all these years in scouts... They really have grown up together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_No-1I3LI/AAAAAAAACNw/hG55cRlzPJI/s1600/IMG00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803756994688306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_Nnxpb9TI/AAAAAAAACNY/EJG2El9SsQI/s320/IMG00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Right after the food drive.. the scout group had to finish up their outdoors pin... they had to hike... start a fire without gas... and cook over it... I got Johnathon a camel pack for the hike... he loved it... and i think he drank the water just because it was fun.... Next time he is dehydrated... im going to make him wear it around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453803751134018882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_Nnb0JPUI/AAAAAAAACNQ/iCY16o_iEOg/s320/IMG00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last... but not least... Near death experience of the cat... and i only share this... because well... it was so freakish... I have a lil kitty that lives under my bed... we got her before xmas, and thought she would... like shadow did... adjust and make friends... she has not... she doesnt leave my room. We love her dearly, and thought... well... its spring, lets throw her outside and see what happens.... Here is what happened - She went out... loved it... did really well... then i got brave... and let Zip out.... That didnt go so well... i have never seen a cat try to run through a fence... but that is exactly what she did....face first... into the chain link fence... and with enough force behind her to get her head stuck there... johnathon is screaming.. i think she is dead..... i shove her head back out of the fence... thinking... well she is dying anyways right? and carry her back in the house... hold her for a while... look her over....no blood.... set her down... she makes a mad dash for the safety of my bedroom... and right under the bed..... whew! she is fine. We bought her all kinds of treats and special stuff.... (Cat pictured above... cause for the life of me i couldnt drag the picture down here.... stupic thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... she stays a resident of my bedroom.... the end.&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-5876199025579305263?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5876199025579305263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5876199025579305263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5876199025579305263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5876199025579305263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-random-pictures-activities-and-near.html' title='A few random pictures... activities... and the near death experience of a cat.'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6_UJTYGjmI/AAAAAAAACOg/q6B5zpIlWYM/s72-c/IMG00035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3044896620948608189</id><published>2010-03-23T08:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T09:00:19.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friday Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jki7L9N4I/AAAAAAAACMA/9yk2-LMjxUo/s1600-h/2010-03-19_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858637586511746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jki7L9N4I/AAAAAAAACMA/9yk2-LMjxUo/s320/2010-03-19_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858645646845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jkjZNsJ5I/AAAAAAAACMI/cSaDI3silao/s320/2010-03-19_08s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well- It has been quite the exciting past couple of days, anyone who is my friend on facebook already knows about this… but on my way to work Friday morning I was in a terrible car accident… I hit a patch of black ice in a freak Utah snow storm.. and rolled my car right off the I-80/2-15 ramp… I was only going about 20 miles an hour… did not have my cell phone anywhere near me… and was wearing my seatbelt, all three of those things happening at once being an act of spirit… because I usually am doing something wrong… but as a result I am okay (Definition of okay: alive)… my car however is not…But I am so grateful for my close friends and family that have helped me… my mother came and saved my from the side of the road and took me to get a rental car… my sisters all called to check in on my… my friends did everything from bring me food, to brave my first trip behind the wheel again with me… to even helped me carry things, and make sure I had what I needed to get through the week… as I am not moving very well yet… I am so blessed in so many ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858655389992258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jkj9goxUI/AAAAAAAACMQ/kH8OiqH5x50/s320/IMG00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858655632174290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jkj-aYLNI/AAAAAAAACMY/Z8lpFNR9moE/s320/IMG00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858662224259234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jkkW-DaKI/AAAAAAAACMg/9XUeUDswXb4/s320/IMG00005.jpg" border="0" /&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/853421158043383031-3044896620948608189?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3044896620948608189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3044896620948608189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3044896620948608189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3044896620948608189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-friday-adventure.html' title='My Friday Adventure'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S6jki7L9N4I/AAAAAAAACMA/9yk2-LMjxUo/s72-c/2010-03-19_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5832034445139733871</id><published>2010-03-16T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T07:10:10.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... Latest Creations....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5-RNw7hi_I/AAAAAAAACL4/NvqtYAkuAPo/s1600-h/IMG00245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233739800480754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5-RNw7hi_I/AAAAAAAACL4/NvqtYAkuAPo/s400/IMG00245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5-RNbxnKRI/AAAAAAAACLw/GQsSeyu4eg4/s1600-h/IMG00223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449233734121761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5-RNbxnKRI/AAAAAAAACLw/GQsSeyu4eg4/s400/IMG00223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-5832034445139733871?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5832034445139733871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5832034445139733871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5832034445139733871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5832034445139733871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/latest-creations.html' title='... Latest Creations....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5-RNw7hi_I/AAAAAAAACL4/NvqtYAkuAPo/s72-c/IMG00245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5580002882782318799</id><published>2010-03-15T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:45:15.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Cleverness of me.... alternately titled: ahhh its good to be back</title><content type='html'>This weekend was so great... on saturday Johnathon and I headed to ogden to see a movie with heather, We saw Alice in wonderland... and i must say it was magic, Three quarters of the way through the movie i wasnt really sure what i thought, not sold on the hatter at all ... and then the magic happened... I dont remember the exact moment, or what it was that happened, but suddenly i LOVED the movie, and I suddenly loved each and every moment i had been unsure of previously... because it was now what led up to the magic... LOL there is my two cents worth of a movie review... Here is my beautiful daughter posing with the man of her dreams... That is Zuko, the Last airbender is coming to the big screen and we are soooo excited... HUGE fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TBrC3D0I/AAAAAAAACLg/VyR7El7_-8U/s1600-h/IMG00239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883887364575042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TBrC3D0I/AAAAAAAACLg/VyR7El7_-8U/s320/IMG00239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the movie we hit the arcade... Here is little man breaking out his moves for dance dance revolution... i got some video, but cant get it to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TBe7R0zI/AAAAAAAACLY/EijNhXYWU2k/s1600-h/IMG00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883884111549234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TBe7R0zI/AAAAAAAACLY/EijNhXYWU2k/s320/IMG00238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday we did our grocery shopping and treated ourselves to a new blender... then bought every fresh peice of fruit we could find and some spinach and threw it all in it, It was delicious... and gave us enough energy that we hit the local walking trail... Legacy Parkway, we even took the dog... He is in worse shape than i am... thats funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883890617363010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TB3KYqkI/AAAAAAAACLo/jK3BTJd7QL0/s320/IMG00240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an amazing weekend... and i am so looking forward to spring really being here... I wonder if this recent transformation i am going through has something to do with the seasons, i dont think you can attribute what i have been going through to seasonal depression, but it is funny that i feel like i am coming back to life at the same time the earth is starting too as well.... I have some giant hurdles coming up, that i will need to get over, but i dont feel the need to hide in bed and cry for hours either right now... We will see how next weekend goes, when its not my weekend, and if i maintain as well... i did well the weekend before. Its like looking at myself and my direction with new eyes... how cliche.&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/853421158043383031-5580002882782318799?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5580002882782318799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5580002882782318799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5580002882782318799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5580002882782318799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-cleverness-of-me-alternately-titled.html' title='Oh the Cleverness of me.... alternately titled: ahhh its good to be back'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S55TBrC3D0I/AAAAAAAACLg/VyR7El7_-8U/s72-c/IMG00239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4034036999761281441</id><published>2010-03-11T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:06:45.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Grade Patriotic Program</title><content type='html'>Tonight was Johnathons 5th grade program... He was super nervous... he is a pretty nervous kid, but he did such a great job!! He had alot of fun once he let himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpfPbqOWI/AAAAAAAACLQ/TIqkQ8S8jpA/s1600-h/DSCN1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447571578464909666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpfPbqOWI/AAAAAAAACLQ/TIqkQ8S8jpA/s320/DSCN1054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He has turned into such a handsome little guy... And so serious looking all of the time when in front of his peers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpenoSUSI/AAAAAAAACLI/k4ItWE1Ovfw/s1600-h/DSCN1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447571567780450594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpenoSUSI/AAAAAAAACLI/k4ItWE1Ovfw/s320/DSCN1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids did such a good job, and it was such a great program, they had all the service men in the audience stand up and sang three songs to them, Johnathon really admires his cousin Tyrel that served in the army for most of johnathons life, he did several tours to Iraq, and so this meant alot to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpeVuMaGI/AAAAAAAACLA/huHTW7JR69c/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447571562973390946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpeVuMaGI/AAAAAAAACLA/huHTW7JR69c/s320/DSCN1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with his teacher, she has been so great with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpdx42OGI/AAAAAAAACK4/Y8mPTXLESOM/s1600-h/DSCN1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447571553354397794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpdx42OGI/AAAAAAAACK4/Y8mPTXLESOM/s320/DSCN1061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are!!! Im a proud mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpdckZ9JI/AAAAAAAACKw/_26zH1JmXFc/s1600-h/DSCN1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447571547631514770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpdckZ9JI/AAAAAAAACKw/_26zH1JmXFc/s320/DSCN1062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/853421158043383031-4034036999761281441?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4034036999761281441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4034036999761281441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4034036999761281441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4034036999761281441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/5th-grade-patriotic-program.html' title='5th Grade Patriotic Program'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5mpfPbqOWI/AAAAAAAACLQ/TIqkQ8S8jpA/s72-c/DSCN1054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4320049151802111496</id><published>2010-03-10T07:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:43:24.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Year.... My Kids</title><content type='html'>I quit writing.I was writing, always in my head, but time--time to write--if I'd have started writing,  I may not have stopped.  So instead of not stopping,  I never began.  What I was telling you in my head was that last year had been the hardest of my life;  that I'd lived through it.  And that life can come and get me, and that I will be running right into it, as fast as I can. There will be no more weeping in bed, head tucked under the covers.  I shall weep, make no mistake. I don't remember the order, but I recall the crumbling.  And here is what has made it all worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447034100514160274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5fAp6CV_pI/AAAAAAAACKo/RrXMfvyO1e0/s400/PIC-0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle now, more than ever.  I want to give you the world,  but I want you to know what it means to seek out your own place.  I want to teach you the importance of loving yourself while making sure you learn how to put others before you and the value of that;  of recognizing more than yourself.  I want to be your compass, and yet,  more than ever,  it is you that are mine.  "What would I want them to do?"  "What would I want them to know?"  "What if that were my child;  how would I want someone to fight for them?"  So how does this work,  you ask?  I see your insecurities, and they gnaw at me.   I see your strengths and they inspire me.   The three inches that you've grown, the three shoe sizes that you've gained, The three weeks inbetween seeing you --in just a year?  I cannot keep up with you and for that  I am ever so eternally grateful and sad.  And that makes not one bit of sense to me, either. There is no stopping this thing called time;  perhaps these are the longest years.  I cannot be your friend all the time, but I can be your friend.  I cannot grasp you to my chest.  I cannot shelter you from this world.  I cannot follow you to be certain that you've donned your hat and zipped your coat and protected your lips with the chapstick that I seem to buy you daily.  I will never rock you again in the old creaky chair;  never fall asleep again with you on my chest;  But can still make you believe that I am magic.   Santa is gone,  the Tooth Fairy is gone,  the Easter Bunny is gone;  on some days,  I know,  even God is gone.  I can't make you believe.  I can't explain well enough.  And I must be alright with that.  And I will tell you that even now,  that is hard,  despite knowing it is how it must be.  There is no love beyond this love.   There is no breath that I take without you on my mind.  There is no thought not marked by your presence.   There is no beauty that does not remind me of you.&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/853421158043383031-4320049151802111496?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4320049151802111496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4320049151802111496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4320049151802111496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4320049151802111496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-year-my-kids.html' title='My Year.... My Kids'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5fAp6CV_pI/AAAAAAAACKo/RrXMfvyO1e0/s72-c/PIC-0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-232826071707550883</id><published>2010-03-05T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:56:42.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we call scary dreams Nightmares... what do horses call their bad dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FumDWNCmI/AAAAAAAACKc/lHzCV2-r6os/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445255024480160354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FumDWNCmI/AAAAAAAACKc/lHzCV2-r6os/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a year... a year since I posted here... I cannot believe how much has happened and how much has changed... and yet so much is still the same. It seems like I am a completely different person living a completely different life. But really as I post a few pictures from recent activities, and then look over my previous posts from exactly a year ago and it is almost identical. How is that even possible?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets have a look... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251319456378450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrOZDsrlI/AAAAAAAACJs/QwmrpDprT2Q/s320/IMG00146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinewood derby... This is his last year in Cubscouts... his arrow of light ceremony is going to be in april.. he will be "crossing the bridge" into boyscouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251507239034674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrZUmknzI/AAAAAAAACKE/cs2cNpUjJcg/s320/IMG00217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has earned a bunch of his belt loops and pins, and has worked so hard.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251323713011810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrOo6jwGI/AAAAAAAACJ0/J3V6O78XDaU/s320/IMG00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He loves his friends that we have made here.. and it really has shaped who he is. I am so proud of him every single day, he has not had the easiest year, and we struggle everyday to work through feelings and frustrations, but he is hanging in there and he has turned into such a little character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251313589316690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrODM4bFI/AAAAAAAACJk/lG2xycMRod0/s320/IMG00072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him sooo much!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251315949985954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrOL_tYKI/AAAAAAAACJc/oKL1rSxrvho/s320/IMG00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This adorable girl is still living in ogden... doing whatever it is she does... and does it all well... she is amazing and strong... and i am amazed every single day at how much she is accomplishing and learning and succeeding in. I love her so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445251331239713122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrPE9EGWI/AAAAAAAACJ8/LGE_F19Ly2I/s320/IMG00192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FrZynMt2I/AAAAAAAACKU/5RWsHLY09t8/s1600-h/Sammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have made lots of new friends... and ummm experienced some very new experiences... Many of which are too much to share just yet... but i will try to come back to the blog... cause i kinda feel like i am coming back to myself.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-232826071707550883?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/232826071707550883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=232826071707550883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/232826071707550883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/232826071707550883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-we-call-scary-dreams-nightmares-what.html' title='If we call scary dreams Nightmares... what do horses call their bad dreams?'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S5FumDWNCmI/AAAAAAAACKc/lHzCV2-r6os/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5690329747382334789</id><published>2009-03-11T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:57:24.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Missing in Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay lets be brutally honest here --- If you have not joined facebook... you are going to have too... I cannot be depended on to update both places (Obviously) Im sure i will come back to the blog...I love it! and I know that when birthdays and holidays arrive I will need a place to post my lovely stories.. but for day to day updates... Im officially a facebooker.. and here is what I think of march so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311959630829422850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SbffI-jNiQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/feL-L24lrHk/s400/kev11_jpg_gallery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much can you really blog about that??&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/853421158043383031-5690329747382334789?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5690329747382334789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5690329747382334789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5690329747382334789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5690329747382334789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-missing-in-action.html' title='Still Missing in Action'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SbffI-jNiQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/feL-L24lrHk/s72-c/kev11_jpg_gallery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4823188790105283115</id><published>2009-02-02T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:02:22.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still doing the facebook thing.. forgive me.. Here have a picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOWfKamI/AAAAAAAAB38/PSq0j4lQtpg/s1600-h/PIC-0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298214728295410274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOWfKamI/AAAAAAAAB38/PSq0j4lQtpg/s320/PIC-0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the Pinewood derby this weekend.. He is a webelo now.. He is sooooo CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOTBT4nI/AAAAAAAAB30/U_5zZZlUVms/s1600-h/PIC-0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298214727364895346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOTBT4nI/AAAAAAAAB30/U_5zZZlUVms/s320/PIC-0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOhhh Yes his sister showed up for the derby (its quite the occasion.. LOL we have fun) yes that would be a PROMISE ring on her finger (remember that this is promise ring number 2)&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid im taking this one a little more seriously than the last one... so is she .. Oh well.. Bring on the grandbabies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOQWbpYI/AAAAAAAAB3s/k85RG750Q18/s1600-h/PIC-0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298214726648178050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOQWbpYI/AAAAAAAAB3s/k85RG750Q18/s320/PIC-0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOBtwETI/AAAAAAAAB3k/QqfSS0HDkYQ/s1600-h/PIC-0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298214722719453490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOBtwETI/AAAAAAAAB3k/QqfSS0HDkYQ/s320/PIC-0426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the car... He didnt win any runs this year.. but he was a great sport! Im so proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKN3_mB1I/AAAAAAAAB3c/XI91hTngIAg/s1600-h/PIC-0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298214720109938514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKN3_mB1I/AAAAAAAAB3c/XI91hTngIAg/s320/PIC-0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait.. Yes, thats me.. i still am alive.. we are on the Front Runner going to ogden to see a movie with heather... So fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-4823188790105283115?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4823188790105283115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4823188790105283115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4823188790105283115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4823188790105283115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-doing-facebook-thing-forgive-me.html' title='Still doing the facebook thing.. forgive me.. Here have a picture!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SYcKOWfKamI/AAAAAAAAB38/PSq0j4lQtpg/s72-c/PIC-0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3840022537963148143</id><published>2009-01-20T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:26:39.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is the day... It doesnt matter who we voted for... He was elected... And I for one, Am excited for the change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought maybe one of my favorite poems could say it better today than I ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still I Rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Maya Angelou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may write me down in history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With your bitter, twisted lies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may trod me in the very dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, like dust, I’ll rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does my sassiness upset you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are you beset with gloom?‘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pumping in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;Just like moons and like suns,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the certainty of tides,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like hopes springing high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still I’ll rise.&lt;br /&gt;Did you want to see me broken?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bowed head and lowered eyes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shoulders falling down like teardrops,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weakened by my soulful cries?&lt;br /&gt;Does my haughtiness offend you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don’t you take it awful hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diggin’ in my own backyard.&lt;br /&gt;You may shoot me with your words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may cut me with your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may kill me with your hatefulness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still, like air, I’ll rise.&lt;br /&gt;Does my sexiness upset you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it come as a surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I dance like I’ve got diamonds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the meeting of my thighs?&lt;br /&gt;Out of the huts of history’s shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up from a past that’s rooted in pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind nights of terror and fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the dream and the hope of the slave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SXXs10zGERI/AAAAAAAAB3U/8TPdjUZhW2o/s1600-h/barack-obama-family_434x369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293397346494058770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SXXs10zGERI/AAAAAAAAB3U/8TPdjUZhW2o/s320/barack-obama-family_434x369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3840022537963148143?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3840022537963148143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3840022537963148143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3840022537963148143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3840022537963148143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-now.html' title='This Is Now...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SXXs10zGERI/AAAAAAAAB3U/8TPdjUZhW2o/s72-c/barack-obama-family_434x369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3080401738868192078</id><published>2009-01-03T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:29:42.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So excited for the New Year... YAY!</title><content type='html'>I hope that the New Year is a continuance of the good things that took place this year Here is a small tribute to those good times... I am so grateful for them.&lt;br /&gt;So Here is To-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yjkJ2oPI/AAAAAAAAB3I/SZ8YtW8SWEg/s1600-h/PIC-0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287211180370600178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yjkJ2oPI/AAAAAAAAB3I/SZ8YtW8SWEg/s320/PIC-0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yi1Xzt6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/INfHH4JJRD4/s1600-h/PIC-0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287211167812663202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yi1Xzt6I/AAAAAAAAB3A/INfHH4JJRD4/s320/PIC-0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Parenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yif-GmHI/AAAAAAAAB24/NWxTKsfoXcQ/s1600-h/PIC-0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287211162067703922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yif-GmHI/AAAAAAAAB24/NWxTKsfoXcQ/s320/PIC-0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yiALnNCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/qY1rgXcMnX8/s1600-h/PIC-0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287211153534432290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yiALnNCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/qY1rgXcMnX8/s320/PIC-0395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yiLw0m0I/AAAAAAAAB2o/FzsiDjEDoEo/s1600-h/PIC-0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287211156643289922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yiLw0m0I/AAAAAAAAB2o/FzsiDjEDoEo/s320/PIC-0386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Hugs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6ec7c3505d07f6b9" 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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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9572d7f7b277a683&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3080401738868192078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3080401738868192078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3080401738868192078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3080401738868192078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-excited-for-new-year-yay.html' title='So excited for the New Year... YAY!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SV_yjkJ2oPI/AAAAAAAAB3I/SZ8YtW8SWEg/s72-c/PIC-0352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4125415282399239003</id><published>2008-12-08T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:03:25.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much going on... not enough time</title><content type='html'>We have been up to soooo much, i just dont have the patience to type it all... but the pictures are too adorable not to share... so use your imaginations... lets see who can come up with the best reason for these pictures!!! Plus ive become completely addicted to facebook and am guilty of updating there alot ... im sure my impassioned affair with facebook will come to an end eventually.. my true love is this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3eu9INtyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Isyq_Mo_7Fc/s1600-h/imagejpeg_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619236612454178" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3eu9INtyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Isyq_Mo_7Fc/s200/imagejpeg_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euh_4aBI/AAAAAAAAB1o/ZHDcrGwq0Ec/s1600-h/Tims+Camera+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619229329745938" style="WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euh_4aBI/AAAAAAAAB1o/ZHDcrGwq0Ec/s200/Tims+Camera+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euYjDXmI/AAAAAAAAB1g/hvwky1TBkL4/s1600-h/Christian+Weekend+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619226792910434" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euYjDXmI/AAAAAAAAB1g/hvwky1TBkL4/s200/Christian+Weekend+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euHwceSI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/gl0gpwhJo1I/s1600-h/Christian+Weekend+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619222285678882" style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3euHwceSI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/gl0gpwhJo1I/s200/Christian+Weekend+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3etqysPgI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/xS4sNZJuNKs/s1600-h/Christian+Weekend+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277619214510472706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3etqysPgI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/xS4sNZJuNKs/s200/Christian+Weekend+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse again the dates on my camera are messed up part of the time.&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/853421158043383031-4125415282399239003?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4125415282399239003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4125415282399239003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4125415282399239003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4125415282399239003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-much-going-on-not-enough-time.html' title='So much going on... not enough time'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/ST3eu9INtyI/AAAAAAAAB1w/Isyq_Mo_7Fc/s72-c/imagejpeg_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-2896070707067701763</id><published>2008-11-28T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:57:14.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday... Front Runner... Family</title><content type='html'>Well - we didnt know where to start... Heather is home for the Long weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuS4TxmiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/7TEHJxke0eQ/s1600-h/PICT1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906803027057186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuS4TxmiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/7TEHJxke0eQ/s320/PICT1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she had to run back up to Ogden today for an appointment. Whats a mom and brother supposed to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCud68yI-I/AAAAAAAAB1I/bSq6sOIhVbo/s1600-h/PICT1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906992714490850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCud68yI-I/AAAAAAAAB1I/bSq6sOIhVbo/s320/PICT1534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed her! Scarier still.. I let her take my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCude3UTzI/AAAAAAAAB04/5nYr-WVmJr0/s1600-h/PICT1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906985175371570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCude3UTzI/AAAAAAAAB04/5nYr-WVmJr0/s320/PICT1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that i could finally take lil man on this! which i have been promising forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuS40sWTI/AAAAAAAAB0o/SAVlrxAijlo/s1600-h/PICT1564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906803165124914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuS40sWTI/AAAAAAAAB0o/SAVlrxAijlo/s320/PICT1564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sooooo excited! here he is waiting to get on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSUn5odI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/rTAA3n3D7cM/s1600-h/PICT1554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906793447793106" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSUn5odI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/rTAA3n3D7cM/s320/PICT1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSMyLKRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/-lDcaxYEhvA/s1600-h/PICT1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906791343401234" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSMyLKRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/-lDcaxYEhvA/s320/PICT1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is riding the front runner (its really nice for those that havent taken it... i liked it alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSsMEYoI/AAAAAAAAB0g/akfjS4IlYMU/s1600-h/PICT1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906799773508226" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuSsMEYoI/AAAAAAAAB0g/akfjS4IlYMU/s320/PICT1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a movie in ogden (TOTALLY saw twilight again)&lt;br /&gt;and now we are home... happy little family are we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCudr_6oNI/AAAAAAAAB1A/r1-e23fylzg/s1600-h/PICT1570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273906988701098194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCudr_6oNI/AAAAAAAAB1A/r1-e23fylzg/s320/PICT1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great holiday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-2896070707067701763?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2896070707067701763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2896070707067701763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2896070707067701763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2896070707067701763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-front-runner-family.html' title='Friday... Front Runner... Family'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/STCuS4TxmiI/AAAAAAAAB0w/7TEHJxke0eQ/s72-c/PICT1567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-479331858483382361</id><published>2008-11-22T11:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:36:37.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the week just continued....</title><content type='html'>It is funny how that happens... you are so sure that everything has so much discord.. and so many angry vibrations that surely it must stop time right? but no, time doesnt stop just because you are frozen in place... And so the week continued.. and admittedly was alot of fun on thursday night and friday night... i know i blog alot about what we do at scouts.. not that im an avid scouting fan.. or that i think what our little den is accomplishing is rocket science.. but some of the ideas and activities that are thought of and pulled off for free... and are a complete riot.. always make me think... why havent i thought of this before!!! IT is so much fun! so i figure i will pass along the fun.... so people looking for fun games and activities for families... That are free... and dont include a TV or a single game paddle... can slap their forehead right along with me.. and say! What a great idea!!!&lt;br /&gt;This week we had a turkey shoot... LOLOL! Supplies included rubber bands, clothes pins... brown paper lunch bags.. wooden dowls (sticks would work) newspaper to stuff the turkey... scissors, crayons... glue or tape... and let the hunt begin!!! LOL No actual turkeys were hurt in the making of this... but several scouts (and moms) got shot with rubber bands - First they made turkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3PQu6II/AAAAAAAABzA/Pi5HY2Kqw8c/s1600-h/PIC-0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271566567408068738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3PQu6II/AAAAAAAABzA/Pi5HY2Kqw8c/s320/PIC-0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they hot glued the clothes pin to the dowl... Rubber band guns now created... they aimed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3btfwOI/AAAAAAAABzI/BErVmExloQc/s1600-h/PIC-0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271566570749935842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3btfwOI/AAAAAAAABzI/BErVmExloQc/s320/PIC-0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fired... and shot their turkeys down... It was alot of fun&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3QdW32I/AAAAAAAABzQ/GFFRdXcqMmw/s1600-h/PIC-0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271566567729454946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3QdW32I/AAAAAAAABzQ/GFFRdXcqMmw/s320/PIC-0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ofcourse anyone who knows me.. knows this is where i spent my evening yesterday... I LOVED it... i want an edward.. umm a little older version of an edward... but... drool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3plxKoI/AAAAAAAABzY/-8CzbQ7dkAo/s1600-h/PIC-0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271566574475618946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3plxKoI/AAAAAAAABzY/-8CzbQ7dkAo/s320/PIC-0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured are lindseys two girls... and Johnathon. We had alot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm so i totally wanna snaz up my blog.. Any one wanna recommend where i can get a cool new background?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the lion fell in love with the lamb... what a stupid lamb... what a sick masochistic lion... YUMMY!&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/853421158043383031-479331858483382361?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/479331858483382361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=479331858483382361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/479331858483382361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/479331858483382361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-week-just-continued.html' title='And the week just continued....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SShd3PQu6II/AAAAAAAABzA/Pi5HY2Kqw8c/s72-c/PIC-0346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5006971047765605023</id><published>2008-11-19T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:10:17.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh What a Day!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning started out as all morning has as of late... I wake up at around 4:30 am (an hour and a half before i need too) This is a habit of the last few weeks. I am honestly grateful that i am sleeping at all... I go through times where i dont sleep at all, but luckily i am sleeping really really well the 5 or 6 hours that I am asleep.... Okay back to the story... I wake up... read... shower... watch the news... make Johnathon breakfast... his alarm goes off... he comes out and we eat... then we get ready for work/school... This morning we pause to appreciate his artwork that he is wearing.. He has a class shirt and here is his cute little face representing himself - Looks just like him! He is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS00b0_PAI/AAAAAAAAByA/AQOwH66qoGw/s1600-h/PIC-0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270536276846525442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS00b0_PAI/AAAAAAAAByA/AQOwH66qoGw/s320/PIC-0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS00iCoYOI/AAAAAAAAByI/kmZsgJfaYS4/s1600-h/PIC-0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270536278514360546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS00iCoYOI/AAAAAAAAByI/kmZsgJfaYS4/s320/PIC-0340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zip and Shadow are doing their normal thing... Whatever it is... They are getting along pretty well... Other than zip has taken a liking to shadows food... and im super embarrassed for him as i tell you this.. but i do believe i have caught him trying to use the litter box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS004EeHII/AAAAAAAAByQ/BKp5ChMWnQ4/s1600-h/PIC-0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270536284427656322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS004EeHII/AAAAAAAAByQ/BKp5ChMWnQ4/s320/PIC-0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to work and am there about 45 minutes when my phone rings... My phone screen reads Myangelgirlheather, LOL all one word... that is what i call her... SO that is what my contacts in my phone say..... I find on the other end of my phone a very upset girly... she is in alot of pain.. sharp shooting pains in her side... Panic ensues! I tell her to get her somewhat questionable roommate to take her to the campus doctor... I in the meantime start storming through the office questioning anyone i see, have they ever had an appendix attack.. where does it hurt? what is going on? I am freaking out! CURSING myself because now angel girl isnt answering her phone.. i dont know how to find her... what to do??? Finally my phone rings again (all this in only about 20 minutes) It is her... They are sending her to the ER... I hop in the Kerry Mobile and drive like the wind... i get from SLC to Odgen in under 30 minutes (children dont try this at home, i am a trained professional)&lt;br /&gt;I arrive here -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3HhFl2vI/AAAAAAAAByY/OgZ8i1XrU-E/s1600-h/PIC-0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270538803699112690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3HhFl2vI/AAAAAAAAByY/OgZ8i1XrU-E/s320/PIC-0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Find this (she hates me for posting this i just know it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3H7ayxYI/AAAAAAAAByg/9j1mC-1UFTo/s1600-h/PIC-0342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270538810767361410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3H7ayxYI/AAAAAAAAByg/9j1mC-1UFTo/s320/PIC-0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! Alas... She has an infection... Not a ruptured appendix (thank god) and after some tests and some time, anti biotics and pain pills... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3H5CEhxI/AAAAAAAAByo/xeSg1CoTFKg/s1600-h/PIC-0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270538810126796562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3H5CEhxI/AAAAAAAAByo/xeSg1CoTFKg/s320/PIC-0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more comfortable as you can see (also pictured the roomate who i am so grateful to, that drove her too the hospital)&lt;br /&gt;What else is a Mom to do after a stressful morning? and driving around a drugged up daughter... Feed her Icecream... that is what you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3IdkyHgI/AAAAAAAAByw/RIjtsNVRqgU/s1600-h/PIC-0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270538819936067074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3IdkyHgI/AAAAAAAAByw/RIjtsNVRqgU/s320/PIC-0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved me for it!&lt;br /&gt;I took her back to her dorm... got her all tucked into bed... yes this is me in her bed too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3I4VomXI/AAAAAAAABy4/ZdhMS5t4LVY/s1600-h/PIC-0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270538827120286066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS3I4VomXI/AAAAAAAABy4/ZdhMS5t4LVY/s320/PIC-0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get done in ogden just in time to pick up Johnathon and whew! WHAT A DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-5006971047765605023?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5006971047765605023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5006971047765605023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5006971047765605023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5006971047765605023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-what-day.html' title='Oh What a Day!!!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SSS00b0_PAI/AAAAAAAAByA/AQOwH66qoGw/s72-c/PIC-0338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8324969515981559661</id><published>2008-11-11T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:28:05.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our latest edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sooooooo We have a new addition to our little household.... with so many subractions as of late i figured this addition would lighten the mood a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Shadow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRnz4C-PrxI/AAAAAAAABxg/30Xvqn3OcIY/s1600-h/Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267509383382675218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRnz4C-PrxI/AAAAAAAABxg/30Xvqn3OcIY/s320/Shadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is zip meeting shadow... does it look like i snapped this picture at just the right time? Noooo They sat exactly like that for over an hour... Neither of them moving... LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267509391029833538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRnz4fdeD0I/AAAAAAAABxo/-wefqYRpQVE/s320/ZipShadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.. I know it is a short update.. but there are two humans left in the house as well...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267509399616160482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRnz4_cnAuI/AAAAAAAABxw/vtkBeQajen4/s320/Bothofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every once in a while Heather texts me pictures of herself so i dont miss her so much! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267514540717138978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRn4kPimZCI/AAAAAAAABx4/mK3siXOydi8/s320/Heather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Life is good... Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-8324969515981559661?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8324969515981559661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8324969515981559661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8324969515981559661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8324969515981559661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-latest-edition.html' title='Our latest edition'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SRnz4C-PrxI/AAAAAAAABxg/30Xvqn3OcIY/s72-c/Shadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-628378818269462999</id><published>2008-11-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:18:42.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Pictures</title><content type='html'>Thursday at school they had their halloween parade... They arent allowed to wear masks at school, so Tim did an excellent job of painting his face... quite scary if i do say so myself... He had alot of fun (again the dates on my camera are messed up and i am too lazy to alter the pics to cut them out, bear with me... ive been struggling as of late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vSp8EvzI/AAAAAAAABxY/AqWga_nbN_o/s1600-h/Halloween+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478486961372978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vSp8EvzI/AAAAAAAABxY/AqWga_nbN_o/s320/Halloween+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that night was scouts.. it was the october den meeting, and my little man lead the flag ceremony, he does such a good job at this, that they often as him to do it... its his thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3ZGRDKI/AAAAAAAABwo/2aAp4q1mk6w/s1600-h/Halloween+08+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478018584251554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3ZGRDKI/AAAAAAAABwo/2aAp4q1mk6w/s320/Halloween+08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they passed out awards.. he got alot of them because he had earned so many this summer at webelos day camp.. he got his craftsman, as well as readyman and several others.. he was quite pleased with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3wDqhII/AAAAAAAABww/-jyVv4R9cC8/s1600-h/Halloween+08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478024747353218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3wDqhII/AAAAAAAABww/-jyVv4R9cC8/s320/Halloween+08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the den activity we had a halloween carnival... bobbing for apples was the big hit with the crowd... Several kids actually fell in all the way, it was so funny. But not wanting him to fall in, here is a picture i took, while holding him by his belt loops and dangling him into the water head first... LOL he was cracking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u4eFKdFI/AAAAAAAABw4/hLrr4bMy_9Y/s1600-h/Halloween+08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478037101671506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u4eFKdFI/AAAAAAAABw4/hLrr4bMy_9Y/s320/Halloween+08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! he got one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u4xKkieI/AAAAAAAABxA/5rmYrD2hZxM/s1600-h/Halloween+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478042224626146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u4xKkieI/AAAAAAAABxA/5rmYrD2hZxM/s320/Halloween+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not the only wet child... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vRh1b_iI/AAAAAAAABxI/PjqcsKsdxnM/s1600-h/Halloween+08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478467606183458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vRh1b_iI/AAAAAAAABxI/PjqcsKsdxnM/s320/Halloween+08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so lucky to have so many good friends to be around.&lt;br /&gt;Then came trick or treating on friday... Here he is with John, they went together, their dads took them around while the moms stayed home and passed out candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3C-YoqI/AAAAAAAABwg/H8zFsUuUhKw/s1600-h/Halloween+08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478012645614242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8u3C-YoqI/AAAAAAAABwg/H8zFsUuUhKw/s320/Halloween+08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH!! Look at the little princess that came by while I was passing out candy... Its my emma... She is so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vSBxCRyI/AAAAAAAABxQ/iU4rOPTRCa8/s1600-h/Halloween+08+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478476177655586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vSBxCRyI/AAAAAAAABxQ/iU4rOPTRCa8/s320/Halloween+08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate everyones support and comments as our lives are completely changing... I know that things will get better.. I am really trying to not change our day to day activities as much as possible... But it still has been really hard. Thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-628378818269462999?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/628378818269462999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=628378818269462999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/628378818269462999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/628378818269462999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/11/latest-pictures.html' title='Latest Pictures'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQ8vSp8EvzI/AAAAAAAABxY/AqWga_nbN_o/s72-c/Halloween+08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3763536142793242084</id><published>2008-10-27T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:32:33.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Discussion of the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQXCoVbYgSI/AAAAAAAABwY/9QC88lcz2KM/s1600-h/19388689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261825737854845218" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQXCoVbYgSI/AAAAAAAABwY/9QC88lcz2KM/s400/19388689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no easy way to let people know that is what is going on in your life.... When it is something that you really dont want to share... But you have to let people know (they will notice surely LOL) SO I thought I would let you know... Also, on a side note- This book is wonderful, it helped alot in guiding the discussion with the kids, and it helped the kids know they arent alone in this and how things are going to go from here... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3763536142793242084?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3763536142793242084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3763536142793242084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3763536142793242084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3763536142793242084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-gave-my-children-this-book-this.html' title='The Discussion of the Weekend'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SQXCoVbYgSI/AAAAAAAABwY/9QC88lcz2KM/s72-c/19388689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5376530827849922690</id><published>2008-10-15T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:23:46.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeyore, Tigger, Winnie the Pooh.....Ghost Rider???</title><content type='html'>I remember Johnathons first Halloween... he was tigger... he was the cutest thing ever... we stuck to a theme the first couple of years.. he was Winnie the Pooh the following year, and Eeyore after that. One year he was even a penguin!! LOL and then the tides started to change... He was a power ranger...superman... a Jedi... and now....sigh... it has come to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAMGKX7I/AAAAAAAABvI/cyIxZfOkS5Y/s1600-h/Ghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369827039403954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAMGKX7I/AAAAAAAABvI/cyIxZfOkS5Y/s320/Ghost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out with Michelle and her kids this last weekend to a Halloween activity, and all the kids got dressed up.... and there was my son... making the baby cry..... I guess if you can't have them be cute and small forever... then vicious and scary is the next best thing right... because he looks freaking awesome!!!! Here are all three kids, since michelle wont post anything for you to see (hint hint hint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAWX0W3I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ryE4fPC5-Ck/s1600-h/three.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369829797813106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAWX0W3I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ryE4fPC5-Ck/s320/three.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the little guy dressed up... LOL here is Belle holding him up so you can see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAqCs8iI/AAAAAAAABvY/XI3bxHWLdrQ/s1600-h/jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369835077956130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAqCs8iI/AAAAAAAABvY/XI3bxHWLdrQ/s320/jimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a great time, and it is early in the season... so i am sure there are more pics to come... I really love this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-5376530827849922690?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5376530827849922690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5376530827849922690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5376530827849922690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5376530827849922690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/10/eeyore-tigger-winnie-poohghost-rider.html' title='Eeyore, Tigger, Winnie the Pooh.....Ghost Rider???'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SPXuAMGKX7I/AAAAAAAABvI/cyIxZfOkS5Y/s72-c/Ghost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1525385103964016377</id><published>2008-10-06T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:48:03.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Wishes Candice!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sooooooo After much teasing, and endless tormenting, Candice finally got married... and then it was my turn to be tormented... I have a this hang up (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay i know i have several but we are just discussing a certain one today&lt;/span&gt;) about public gatherings of any kind really... which is kind of funny, because i go to festivals, concerts, and fairs. So it isnt that im a recluse, have a fear of getting diseases from doorknobs, no voices telling me to burn the place to the ground (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shut up im trying to type... i dont have any matches!!&lt;/span&gt;!)  or afraid to go out in public, infact i go out on a very regular basis... this is more of a hang up about not attending birthday parties, showers, receptions, ummmmmm family reunions of any kind... and (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;did i leave anything out?)&lt;/span&gt; OH Yeah! bachelorette partys that i am not invited too.... Its terrible really, because the worst part is i always say i will go... with honest intentions of going... and then i back out at the last minute LOL. I dunno why, its not a phobia or anything... i just dont go to them. its who i am... its how i roll (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;) Weeellllllllll People have been in my life long enough to have noticed this little hang up... after 5 years of excuses they caught on.... And my life got threatened... so i went... cause im a good friend.. and i was soooooo happy for her... and the kids had fun dancing. And all previous grievances are forgiven... right????( &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I get bonus points because it was raining, and i totally didnt try to torch anything... evil lil lephrachan on my shoulder and all&lt;/span&gt;) Love love love! (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The rain would have put out the fire anyways&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2e080e2fdb4db493" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e080e2fdb4db493%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D44FEA838AF2E78FCB1E6D2D79AFBF55EEDB84A.27E63B7539D5D18E1CBC22459AE0BDCBD03D1732%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e080e2fdb4db493%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrmEEX4CQvVpnsWTJpI4YHY94nI8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e080e2fdb4db493%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D44FEA838AF2E78FCB1E6D2D79AFBF55EEDB84A.27E63B7539D5D18E1CBC22459AE0BDCBD03D1732%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e080e2fdb4db493%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrmEEX4CQvVpnsWTJpI4YHY94nI8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1525385103964016377?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2e080e2fdb4db493&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1525385103964016377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1525385103964016377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1525385103964016377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1525385103964016377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-wishes-candice.html' title='Best Wishes Candice!!!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-9074539928706412295</id><published>2008-09-15T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:02:56.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was alot of fun...We decided on sunday to take a picnic up to the Canyon... It was beautiful up there.. The kids love to walk up the creek bed, using rocks to cross the water and usually one of them end up with cold wet feet.... But still... It was a nice afternoon&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5bkjnPbXI/AAAAAAAABsw/cZIvHcAQIqs/s1600-h/Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246231299526454642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5bkjnPbXI/AAAAAAAABsw/cZIvHcAQIqs/s320/Bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I VERY rarely hop in pictures... but I did this day, because i hit the 35 milestone of my life and figured in a decade from now i would think i looked young in these.... LOL instead of yuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5blYqOohI/AAAAAAAABtI/vHycHTZO9tg/s1600-h/Bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246231313766064658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5blYqOohI/AAAAAAAABtI/vHycHTZO9tg/s320/Bday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around and sat by the creek for a bit... Just enjoyed the sun and the cooler temperature... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5czOV30TI/AAAAAAAABtQ/nTqc5SJWerg/s1600-h/Bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246232651026125106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5czOV30TI/AAAAAAAABtQ/nTqc5SJWerg/s320/Bday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5cze2k1wI/AAAAAAAABtY/GMCgu64succ/s1600-h/Bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246232655458260738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5cze2k1wI/AAAAAAAABtY/GMCgu64succ/s320/Bday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is to making each moment count.... &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/853421158043383031-9074539928706412295?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/9074539928706412295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=9074539928706412295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/9074539928706412295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/9074539928706412295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SM5bkjnPbXI/AAAAAAAABsw/cZIvHcAQIqs/s72-c/Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4271381272384660239</id><published>2008-09-07T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:16:20.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Care for a Spot of Tea?</title><content type='html'>Sooooooo September has hit me like a ton of bricks... crushing me really... i feel the pressure of them (these ficticious bricks of which i speak) on my shoulders and in the back of my mind every moment, waking or sleeping... Im trying to keep it light... honestly I am.... Heather leaving for college has dealt me such a blow that i can hardly recognize my days and nights anymore..NOT Forgetting to mention Candice completely abandoning me in my hour of need... to go off and marry an axe murder (oh Bother and woe is me)... Stuck in the house with just boys... Little boys in this case... I desperately needed something to take my mind off it all today... Well... then i caught the boys getting out Heathers Princess Tea set (okay this is really for rachael and lacey when they come to play, but this tea set has brought more laughter to my house than any other toy) When i caught the boys pretending with it... i convinced them to take it to the next level, sheerly for my entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea Anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKe7fPZI/AAAAAAAABSo/GL_oaar7gzw/s1600-h/PIC-0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410604267355538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKe7fPZI/AAAAAAAABSo/GL_oaar7gzw/s320/PIC-0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those wonderful scarves they are adorned in came all the way from paris you know...&lt;br /&gt;The crumpets would be dog biscuit shaped if you click on the picture and make it bigger... Scooby snacks were the only crumpets right for this fine occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKU7cIKI/AAAAAAAABSw/RB00xlM80Qw/s1600-h/PIC-0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410601582796962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKU7cIKI/AAAAAAAABSw/RB00xlM80Qw/s320/PIC-0268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Yes... Good eye there... That is a candle lit tea party.OH! look there on the counter... Chick was invited... what a lovely afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKjgvTLI/AAAAAAAABS4/-KzOCaFMNJI/s1600-h/PIC-0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410605497339058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKjgvTLI/AAAAAAAABS4/-KzOCaFMNJI/s320/PIC-0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather has still come to see us at least one day a week... Johnathon misses her terribly (silly boy... doesnt he know it is time to let go? let her test out the waters... sink or swim?.... UHG... stop... bricks crushing me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKW1JehI/AAAAAAAABSg/gq_SENfPHLI/s1600-h/PIC-0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243410602093279762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKW1JehI/AAAAAAAABSg/gq_SENfPHLI/s320/PIC-0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnathon is getting to the point that he rarely plays with mommy at all any more... It is fun and friends every moment he has (adds another brick to the pile... huh! try to breath now) ... And i am in no frame of mind as of late to be Kerry... The only way i am going to survive this period of my life is to be Mommy..... Luckily, there are a few tricks left up my sleeve to make me feel needed and important... One- My house is really clean... LOL Two- Im going to make treats! .... DONT LAUGH HEATHER.... LOL IM making rice crispy treats tonight, and i am not using the microwave, not even once (Who am i kidding, im totally using the microwave to melt the marshmellows.... but i didnt buy the ones already made!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous much of my life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous much... thats what i thought.... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet... not so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever seen the movie Martian Child? That is how i started this heavy weekend... i loved it... I cried for over an hour... It was beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: No tall children or small children were harmed in the making of this blog... it is ALL meant in humor... some humor darker that other... but hey... thats what you get when you get me... and you all wanna get me... or are you out to get me? this really isnt about me at all is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;grin&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-4271381272384660239?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4271381272384660239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4271381272384660239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4271381272384660239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4271381272384660239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/09/care-for-spot-of-tea.html' title='Care for a Spot of Tea?'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SMRWKe7fPZI/AAAAAAAABSo/GL_oaar7gzw/s72-c/PIC-0266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8896509614946009974</id><published>2008-08-25T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:01:50.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving into the Dorm... and The First day of Fourth Grade</title><content type='html'>Heather with all her boxes in the dorm room ready to unpack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAUEf_AI/AAAAAAAABR0/9hUed5bfjd8/s1600-h/PIC-0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238501110135651330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAUEf_AI/AAAAAAAABR0/9hUed5bfjd8/s320/PIC-0251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather, Kiley (her dormmate) and Johnathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlABSfJzI/AAAAAAAABRs/_MzWQYmSudE/s1600-h/PIC-0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238501105094043442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlABSfJzI/AAAAAAAABRs/_MzWQYmSudE/s320/PIC-0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnathon this morning before he left for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAVW3BqI/AAAAAAAABR8/MeeyGMhDXb0/s1600-h/PICT1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238501110481094306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAVW3BqI/AAAAAAAABR8/MeeyGMhDXb0/s320/PICT1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlArSWtMI/AAAAAAAABSE/ZUis-ShJk4g/s1600-h/PICT1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238501116367779010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlArSWtMI/AAAAAAAABSE/ZUis-ShJk4g/s320/PICT1486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAkIr1fI/AAAAAAAABSM/SDSdUTWdves/s1600-h/PICT1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238501114448172530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAkIr1fI/AAAAAAAABSM/SDSdUTWdves/s320/PICT1487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-8896509614946009974?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8896509614946009974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8896509614946009974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8896509614946009974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8896509614946009974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/08/moving-into-dorm-and-first-day-of.html' title='Moving into the Dorm... and The First day of Fourth Grade'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SLLlAUEf_AI/AAAAAAAABR0/9hUed5bfjd8/s72-c/PIC-0251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-2812626196403751901</id><published>2008-08-20T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:23:17.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weeks of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnathon First - The last weeks of summer before school brings many activities... a tradition in our house is going to the bountiful city summerfest... Here is lil' man getting his face painted, and then i made him pose with the indian princess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9isIM11I/AAAAAAAABQ0/IOVpFRqE8HY/s1600-h/Summerfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768870383802194" style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9isIM11I/AAAAAAAABQ0/IOVpFRqE8HY/s320/Summerfest.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9ioGsRsI/AAAAAAAABQs/tJN7fMk0GGI/s1600-h/Summerfest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768869303731906" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9ioGsRsI/AAAAAAAABQs/tJN7fMk0GGI/s320/Summerfest1.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the scout overnighter... this is always so much fun...All the kids really love being together.... First is father and son putting up the tent... such manly men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9Ke2-nBI/AAAAAAAABQE/AZbp4Jc5xgc/s1600-h/PICT1380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768454505045010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9Ke2-nBI/AAAAAAAABQE/AZbp4Jc5xgc/s320/PICT1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what i think of putting up tent LOL &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9K_cH1TI/AAAAAAAABQU/rsBojmg9OCU/s1600-h/PICT1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768463250773298" style="CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9K_cH1TI/AAAAAAAABQU/rsBojmg9OCU/s320/PICT1383.JPG" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Look! Here is Johnathon getting ready for night games!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768457401463522" style="CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9KppicuI/AAAAAAAABQM/KZDQLB8jUHg/s320/PICT1389.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is sissy, jacob, kevin and Johnathon covered in glow sticks and playing night games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9K2bkQsI/AAAAAAAABQc/VIcBbtdWnL8/s1600-h/PICT1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236768460832522946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9K2bkQsI/AAAAAAAABQc/VIcBbtdWnL8/s320/PICT1385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay i know it is a little dark, it was night!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heathers Turn..... You know the funny thing about heather pictures... sometimes they just speak for themselves... either that, or they leave me speechless... I challenge you to caption these.. I know!!! Rather than caption them.. i will write a poem dedicated to the most beautiful daughter anyone could ever ask for and be blessed enough to recieve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is heather admiring her mouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAO1uUMvI/AAAAAAAABRE/oYjUQAYJ_hU/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236771827897086706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="149" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAO1uUMvI/AAAAAAAABRE/oYjUQAYJ_hU/s320/Johnathons9Bday+002.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is moving out of the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAPOG28kI/AAAAAAAABRU/4cPxfNPhENE/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236771834442478146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAPOG28kI/AAAAAAAABRU/4cPxfNPhENE/s320/Johnathons9Bday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is with her dear friend Kasey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAPTlT2KI/AAAAAAAABRc/FeqvzpUHiMs/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236771835912378530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzAPTlT2KI/AAAAAAAABRc/FeqvzpUHiMs/s320/Johnathons9Bday+007.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here she is making a most pretty facey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzCATlMRoI/AAAAAAAABRk/VzBuXOthZas/s1600-h/hahaheather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236773777237100162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKzCATlMRoI/AAAAAAAABRk/VzBuXOthZas/s320/hahaheather.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is moving into the dorms this weekend you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as her mother i hate to see her go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i know she will do amazing things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter what this next year brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for her this time has been coming to slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me... it has been so hard to let her grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just when i wonder if she will be fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look in her eyes.. and see her soul shine&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/853421158043383031-2812626196403751901?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2812626196403751901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2812626196403751901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2812626196403751901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2812626196403751901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-weeks-of-summer.html' title='Last weeks of Summer'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SKy9isIM11I/AAAAAAAABQ0/IOVpFRqE8HY/s72-c/Summerfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3765705057596514911</id><published>2008-08-08T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:51:08.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sitting Money put to good use..... LOL!</title><content type='html'>I have been paying Lindseys two oldest to babysit Johnathon one or two days a week... Well this week they worked on a special little concert for me.... I could describe to you the joy and hilarity this gave me... but i think this video might give you a small glimpse into what it was like... they performed 5 songs... and well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-772f9aae51ebf7e3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D772f9aae51ebf7e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5391348AE3B2858CDC9685CEEB9E0044E04369E5.79F6BA5710E7E41E1BBF80F2BBE335A88C9FC897%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D772f9aae51ebf7e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJTgwBBUoC6XT5Aiw8eQn7IIyjls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D772f9aae51ebf7e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5391348AE3B2858CDC9685CEEB9E0044E04369E5.79F6BA5710E7E41E1BBF80F2BBE335A88C9FC897%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D772f9aae51ebf7e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJTgwBBUoC6XT5Aiw8eQn7IIyjls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As summer vacation is coming to an end.. and the kids are getting ready for school... They are making the most of their time... here they are camping out in the living room, on the floor... They stay up late and watch movies &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNiEw2kaI/AAAAAAAABMA/RscryeRGAqE/s1600-h/Sister0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232142114887209378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNiEw2kaI/AAAAAAAABMA/RscryeRGAqE/s400/Sister0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the night’s darkness holding the morning sun hostage a little longer every day... everybody is ready to give up on summer. For a season that a lot of people claim is their favorite... they sure are eager to see it leave. The autumnal equinox, and hence the end of summer or, more appropriately, the beginning of autumn (fall for those laypeople out there)... is still almost a month away. Soooooooooo September 23, 2007 is the day of reckoning for summer, not September 1. Quit your whining and get outside and enjoy the summer season in its entirety. Once summer is over it won’t be back for another 272 days (give or take).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was scout camp... Here is Johnathon attending ready man, the Webelos camp where he knocked off many of this lifesaving and first aid requirements... and passed the swimming test without any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNiW3mlPI/AAAAAAAABMI/brw1_mbXOG0/s1600-h/Scoutcamp_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232142119747359986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNiW3mlPI/AAAAAAAABMI/brw1_mbXOG0/s400/Scoutcamp_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNif6cK0I/AAAAAAAABMY/m1AH3d-wZW8/s1600-h/scoutcamp_v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232142122175179586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNif6cK0I/AAAAAAAABMY/m1AH3d-wZW8/s400/scoutcamp_v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNicKwf5I/AAAAAAAABMQ/mbBjIkqFyPg/s1600-h/Scoutcamp_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232142121169878930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNicKwf5I/AAAAAAAABMQ/mbBjIkqFyPg/s400/Scoutcamp_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fix your eyes on the greatness of your country as you have it before you day by day, fall in love with her, and when you feel her great, remember that her greatness was won by men with courage, with knowledge of their duty, and with a sense of honor in action... - Pericles &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3765705057596514911?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=772f9aae51ebf7e3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3765705057596514911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3765705057596514911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3765705057596514911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3765705057596514911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-sitting-money-put-to-good-use-lol.html' title='Baby Sitting Money put to good use..... LOL!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJxNiEw2kaI/AAAAAAAABMA/RscryeRGAqE/s72-c/Sister0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5352019260494487175</id><published>2008-08-02T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:44:49.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn (no spoilers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUaswJVNEI/AAAAAAAABLw/BbXkw7DR-rQ/s1600-h/28187169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230115898401305666" style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUaswJVNEI/AAAAAAAABLw/BbXkw7DR-rQ/s400/28187169.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUas59iujI/AAAAAAAABLo/EL7sDV2I75M/s1600-h/080730_twilight210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230115901036214834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUas59iujI/AAAAAAAABLo/EL7sDV2I75M/s400/080730_twilight210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo Johnathon had scout camp today, I read for ten hours LOL im a dork, I finished the book.... If you have any preconceived notions of what goes on in this book.... you are wrong... dead wrong.... completely wrong.... I was guilty of stereotyping what kind of author she was.... Where she would take this series... &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; shocked&lt;/span&gt; ..... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;furious&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; hurt&lt;/span&gt;.... and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUas9QvyBI/AAAAAAAABL4/tehLMYkos9c/s1600-h/abc_books_080729_mn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230115901922068498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUas9QvyBI/AAAAAAAABL4/tehLMYkos9c/s400/abc_books_080729_mn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-5352019260494487175?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5352019260494487175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5352019260494487175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5352019260494487175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5352019260494487175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn.html' title='Breaking Dawn (no spoilers)'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJUaswJVNEI/AAAAAAAABLw/BbXkw7DR-rQ/s72-c/28187169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-686617388702537590</id><published>2008-08-01T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:33:12.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prankin in the office</title><content type='html'>The place i work is so much fun! The people i work with are amazing, and i have been here quite a while.... Well, Over the years a few pranks have become legendary... No no, i wont talk about mooning the warehouse... or the christmas of Mmmm Bop..... But one of my co-workers is leaving to go marry a serial killer she met over the internet, and sent me back one of my pranks..... She had held onto it and i must say it is one of my finer peices of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Candice~ This blogs for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice and Jeni (sisters) both worked with me for years... is it too dramatic to say they complete my life? Too Much? Okay maybe brought joy to my life? okay it is too dramatic! Jeni left to give birth and be a SAHM. She brought the new baby (natalie) in to visit... I had the baby at my desk for a while... she came and grabbed her from me to take her home and put her down for a nap..... 5 Minutes later this email surfaced... (Mysteriously!)&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dear Princess Natalie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is, oh man, you almost got me there, but any how I kidnapped something very dear to your heart (see picture below). Why am I doing this, well, I want some money, and this was the first thing that came to my mind. Since I don’t like to work, I decided that this would be the catalyst to a lump some of ill gained cash. So here is what I want, I want all the money you have in you’re pockets, not to mention a VIP room in Buckingham Palace, free for my use whenever I want. I also want one of those crowns with the red felt and criss-crossed gold with jewels in it and the little cross on top, and I will need a scepter also, because with a scepter I can hit anyone that calls me stupid when I carry around a scepter and crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t meet my demands, I am willing to go to some drastic levels. I urge you to try me, call my bluff, and just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make haste Little Lady, and meet my demands, because you don’t want me to reach the third stage of my plan, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Kerry Pack….I mean…not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJMO_e5tzWI/AAAAAAAABK4/MPhkEI9E16c/s1600-h/Binki"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229540076096965986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJMO_e5tzWI/AAAAAAAABK4/MPhkEI9E16c/s400/Binki" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-686617388702537590?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/686617388702537590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=686617388702537590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/686617388702537590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/686617388702537590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/08/prankin-in-office.html' title='Prankin in the office'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SJMO_e5tzWI/AAAAAAAABK4/MPhkEI9E16c/s72-c/Binki' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7605504772971827933</id><published>2008-07-30T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:37:01.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensory Overload ..... slightly orgasmic</title><content type='html'>Soooooooo This weekend is the new Stephanie Meyers Book... Twilight trailers have been popping up all over the place... we already discussed my sordid love affair with the magazine spreads it has been being given... and now this - Coming in November... Did you forget it was coming in all the twilight mania....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sbjh_YGxLGc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sbjh_YGxLGc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7605504772971827933?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7605504772971827933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7605504772971827933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7605504772971827933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7605504772971827933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/07/sensory-overload-slight-orgasmic.html' title='Sensory Overload ..... slightly orgasmic'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1878444461759316978</id><published>2008-07-18T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:23:24.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You say its your birthday... na na nanana.... well its my birthday too yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFFSgsDKI/AAAAAAAABJg/7hm1HEEvs04/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224462631152913570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFFSgsDKI/AAAAAAAABJg/7hm1HEEvs04/s200/Johnathons9Bday+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was Johnathons 9th Birthday! We had alot planned... First we went and picked up the cake and went out to lunch..... Then when Daddy and Heather got home from work we let him open his presents... (before they got home, and he was getting impatient i pinned him down and colored his toes)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFFi5yUhI/AAAAAAAABJo/eqa7vtLigaU/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224462635553149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFFi5yUhI/AAAAAAAABJo/eqa7vtLigaU/s200/Johnathons9Bday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we turned Johnathon into a present... Teehee! This huge giftbag housed heathers gift to him! It was HUGE as you can see in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFF5lZqVI/AAAAAAAABJw/1zorvrcg-sY/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224462641641662802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFF5lZqVI/AAAAAAAABJw/1zorvrcg-sY/s200/Johnathons9Bday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFF-jefcI/AAAAAAAABJ4/Mfw4N8dwfoI/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was time to get ready for the Big Party... At 5:30 pm he had his birthday party at the Kangaroo Zoo here in North Salt Lake... SO MUCH FUN! Johnathon wasnt excepting birthday gifts from his friends this year, instead he asked them to take the money they would normally have spent on a present and bring it to put in this box that he made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFGUk6eYI/AAAAAAAABKA/K8knQY-dyKg/s1600-h/Johnathons9Bday+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224462648887376258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFGUk6eYI/AAAAAAAABKA/K8knQY-dyKg/s200/Johnathons9Bday+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was fantastic about this! Infact he raised 125$ for the humane society (yes, i am so stinking proud i cant stand it, he is such a special little man - he was soooo excited about doing this)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464725492306562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEG_MiHEoI/AAAAAAAABKI/BlKHEWQrCec/s200/Johnathons9Bday+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Everyone came out for the party! There are way too many pictures to post up here but above is Heather with Rachael and Brayden, Below is johnathon, logan, mikey and john (in the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464725742621938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEG_NdylPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/1v4hWz_HXRo/s200/Johnathons9Bday+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Mr. Jim Jr. the life of the party... He had fun too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464729423303922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEG_bLVVPI/AAAAAAAABKY/aPD_eQAHMfU/s200/Johnathons9Bday+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning i drove Johnathon out to the Humane society to give the money to them... They were really impressed with his selflessness... He told them kindly that he didnt need toys for his birthday.. because he mom buys him everything he wants already (i almost died)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464733677370354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEG_rBlO_I/AAAAAAAABKo/C4k-Y-5Ao2g/s200/Johnathons9Bday+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here he is with some of the kittens at the shelter, they gave him a very thourough tour, including letting him see a dog getting xrays, and cats recoverying from surgery. It was really nice of them to take the time and walk him through the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464729190509570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEG_aT1LAI/AAAAAAAABKg/JtdpgUUKASE/s200/Johnathons9Bday+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This sweet lady hugging him is the shelters PR person, she conducted the tour, she was so wonderful, and treated him so kindly.. She asked me to email her a bunch of pictures that i took because she wants to put Johnathons story in their newsletter and she made him a really neat certificate of appreciation... I told her i wanted a ton of copies of the news letter, and im sure you will hear all about it when it comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224466879618002450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEI8lRsrhI/AAAAAAAABKw/0AYhxMfQmXo/s320/Johnathons9Bday+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay - i confess, i dont deny him a lot of things, he is my miracle baby, and neither of my kids really want for a lot... BUT i am soooooo blessed that both of them act so kindly, and dont take anything for granted. He is such an angel boy, he honestly was my hero today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHNATHON!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1878444461759316978?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1878444461759316978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1878444461759316978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1878444461759316978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1878444461759316978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-say-its-your-birthday-na-na-nanana.html' title='You say its your birthday... na na nanana.... well its my birthday too yeah!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SIEFFSgsDKI/AAAAAAAABJg/7hm1HEEvs04/s72-c/Johnathons9Bday+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7465959347005250978</id><published>2008-07-15T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:09:36.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh!     My!    YUMMY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SH1Hwr-D05I/AAAAAAAABJQ/tOcljHN-PFw/s1600-h/Yummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223410044581958546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="276" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SH1Hwr-D05I/AAAAAAAABJQ/tOcljHN-PFw/s400/Yummy.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay- I know- I have heard so many people say they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; with the casting of this movie... Because we are all the experts... and we all know what would be the very best... because that is what we do for a living right? Oh wait... Wrong.... Our job is not to cast, direct, or even do their makeup and hair... much to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; disgust... Our only job is to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;... And to possibly ... sometimes... nibble a little on this magazine cover... Nooooo I didnt really lick it... (okay i did)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUMMY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my final opinion on the matter... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going back upstairs to cuddle with my magazine some more.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SH1JC13ao6I/AAAAAAAABJY/2pr5Cuf49OQ/s1600-h/twilight-cast2_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223411455987721122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SH1JC13ao6I/AAAAAAAABJY/2pr5Cuf49OQ/s400/twilight-cast2_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7465959347005250978?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7465959347005250978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7465959347005250978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7465959347005250978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7465959347005250978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-yummy.html' title='Oh!     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YUMMY!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SH1Hwr-D05I/AAAAAAAABJQ/tOcljHN-PFw/s72-c/Yummy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-2538186280554563000</id><published>2008-07-04T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:18:20.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you as Impressed by his Impression as I am??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="417" height="335" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2dd5e94c24db41dc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2dd5e94c24db41dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33CBFDFBB998428067CF6255E674B043DA2D9C8D.622C19E48A3E549CC7C0172A8F0D39F563AB11D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2dd5e94c24db41dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYGJCW4wA7Ht81VkmTGtp_qKFy0Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="417" height="335" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2dd5e94c24db41dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33CBFDFBB998428067CF6255E674B043DA2D9C8D.622C19E48A3E549CC7C0172A8F0D39F563AB11D9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2dd5e94c24db41dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYGJCW4wA7Ht81VkmTGtp_qKFy0Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOLOL!!! I love this kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-2538186280554563000?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2dd5e94c24db41dc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2538186280554563000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2538186280554563000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2538186280554563000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2538186280554563000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-as-impressed-by-his-impression.html' title='Are you as Impressed by his Impression as I am??'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-316065468382497134</id><published>2008-06-29T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T16:05:14.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Cubanapolise 500 - Start Your Engines!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sooooooooo We had a boy scout den meeting this thursday... You know- we have been a member of this den now for 3 years, we have met so many neat people and made so many good friends.... I know this blog is covered with many of those events.... BUT get ready for this one! This had to be one of Johnathons all time favorite activites, and it was soooo simple, i dont know why we hadnt thought of it before... Welcome to the cubanapolis! Each team (of two scouts) were given a cardboard box and assigned one adult pit crew member (We volunteered daddy for once! so i just got to sit in the shade and take pictures!) First they build the race car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is them building the hot rod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgSbl5d1-I/AAAAAAAABIo/xwHUINmjtgc/s1600-h/Cubanapolis+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217440433547630562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgSbl5d1-I/AAAAAAAABIo/xwHUINmjtgc/s320/Cubanapolis+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the finished car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScG2stRI/AAAAAAAABI4/MCAdE9TdvXA/s1600-h/Cubanapolis+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217440442394391826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScG2stRI/AAAAAAAABI4/MCAdE9TdvXA/s320/Cubanapolis+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they get ready for the race... THIS race includes two laps per child, so a total of four laps, There is a pit stop between each lap, they have to clean the windows (This included spraying their goggles with water and wiping them down) and a tire change (This included taking the shoes off the driver and turning their socks inside out, and putting the shoes back on) and a ReFuel (this was a small bottle of water they had to chug)&lt;br /&gt;Starting line !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScdiINGI/AAAAAAAABJA/jwXJOiAPBrA/s1600-h/Cubanapolis+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217440448482128994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScdiINGI/AAAAAAAABJA/jwXJOiAPBrA/s320/Cubanapolis+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running his little heart out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScU5WKVI/AAAAAAAABJI/4YShSXWO01I/s1600-h/Cubanapolis+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217440446163593554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgScU5WKVI/AAAAAAAABJI/4YShSXWO01I/s320/Cubanapolis+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! The crazed fan club!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgSb0W9dwI/AAAAAAAABIw/-ExZdRsK0r8/s1600-h/Cubanapolis+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217440437429434114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgSb0W9dwI/AAAAAAAABIw/-ExZdRsK0r8/s320/Cubanapolis+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was so much fun!!! anyone looking for a good summer activity, this was completely free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-316065468382497134?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/316065468382497134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=316065468382497134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/316065468382497134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/316065468382497134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-to-cubanapolise-500-start-your.html' title='Welcome to the Cubanapolise 500 - Start Your Engines!!!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGgSbl5d1-I/AAAAAAAABIo/xwHUINmjtgc/s72-c/Cubanapolis+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3740043224950887127</id><published>2008-06-23T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:41:32.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisbon, Portugal</title><content type='html'>I was in Lisbon last week on business, Although I had never been to Portugal before, and honestly after russia, any travel was a little disconcerting, i was nervous... But i must say, IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. The people were extremely friendly, I was really impressed with their kindness. Happily, my event went off wonderfully, and the scenery was stunning... This is a picture of an apartment building... I fell in love with the exterior... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOuHoWZrI/AAAAAAAABHA/M2TiwyRaXaM/s1600-h/Copy+of+PICT1196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215254922724271794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOuHoWZrI/AAAAAAAABHA/M2TiwyRaXaM/s320/Copy+of+PICT1196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wall ran along one of the freeways.. my gracious tourguide/crazy man told me that in the early 1940s gangsters used to dispose of bodies off this bridge.... WOW Gruesome!  What a great place to hide the bodies!!! I Love it! This was also the only thing left standing from the earthquake that flattened lisbon (when ever that was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOuk2yKiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/YTxnF9NZ1iw/s1600-h/PICT1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215254930569439778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOuk2yKiI/AAAAAAAABHQ/YTxnF9NZ1iw/s320/PICT1140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ADORABLE MAN! was the doorman at the palace (yes it really was a palace we stayed in, that was converted into a hotel... its gardens were the most beautiful thing i have seen...) Everyday when he would open the door for me he would tip his hat and say in perfect english "Good Day Miss" I wanted to record him doing it... he was a little afronted by that, but did agree to let us snap a picture of him, as you can tell from his smile, i dont think he minded the attention too awful bad... could he be any cuter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOutlojiI/AAAAAAAABHY/9obg7ivytbU/s1600-h/PICT1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215254932913425954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOutlojiI/AAAAAAAABHY/9obg7ivytbU/s320/PICT1229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lovely door he opened for me each day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaOu5hmI/AAAAAAAABIA/FoDye3W-O8c/s1600-h/PICT1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215260078591542882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaOu5hmI/AAAAAAAABIA/FoDye3W-O8c/s200/PICT1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the palace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaMDTu_I/AAAAAAAABII/OA25lj1RDt8/s1600-h/PICT1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215260077871840242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaMDTu_I/AAAAAAAABII/OA25lj1RDt8/s200/PICT1118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This believe it or not is the stabels across the street... The horses live better than i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaZITwUI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kKClUft4KBE/s1600-h/PICT1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215260081382474050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaZITwUI/AAAAAAAABIQ/kKClUft4KBE/s200/PICT1221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am buying souveniors for the kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOu5WxxhI/AAAAAAAABHg/_ARDQotWdO0/s1600-h/PICT1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215254936072341010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOu5WxxhI/AAAAAAAABHg/_ARDQotWdO0/s320/PICT1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaY3j-pI/AAAAAAAABIY/bH49a8-gva8/s1600-h/PICT1227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215260081312234130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBTaY3j-pI/AAAAAAAABIY/bH49a8-gva8/s200/PICT1227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This wonderful man was my tour guide and tormentor for the day!!! One day he will visit the states and i will return the favor of near death experiences along highways and through traffic... but until then... i leave you with this.... If you ever have the chance to visit portugal .... do it! (Just dont eat the food... Nasty!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3740043224950887127?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3740043224950887127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3740043224950887127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3740043224950887127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3740043224950887127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/06/lisbon-portugal.html' title='Lisbon, Portugal'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SGBOuHoWZrI/AAAAAAAABHA/M2TiwyRaXaM/s72-c/Copy+of+PICT1196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7204673262941938510</id><published>2008-06-02T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:52:07.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And then it was over.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;:::Curls up in the recliner, holding a precious cup of herbal tea... starts a celine dion CD :::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;(Disgusting i know... no not the tea... or the music choice, although that is bad... Disgusting that i am going to brag about my children yet again.... Someone commented i have a wholesome family.... &lt;grin&gt;thanks for the comment by the way.... But that is when i realized i really have been really bragging it up.... Leaving off the stories of us having burping contests in restaurants... or coming in the house to the stench of rotten feet... seeing both of the kids wagging their bare feet in the air proudly... OR better yet... One day... I am going to take pictures of their rooms and post them... You know the kind of pictures... with underwear stuck to the ceiling, and the dresser drawers empty... Climbing over Mount Saint Clothing to try to say goodnight to them... But until the day i do that... your stuck with more of this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Friday was the big day... It was insane... Im going through it step by step... so get comfy... grab a cup o tea... turn on some ridiculousy sappy music and settle in... here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;First i picked up Johnathon from school, Yes... that is him... wearing his yearbook as a hat... LOOK! Here he is with his teacher... SO PROUD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESi-BTTzeI/AAAAAAAABGo/oGhX8mYWO4U/s1600-h/PICT1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207466255532150242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESi-BTTzeI/AAAAAAAABGo/oGhX8mYWO4U/s200/PICT1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESi-RTTzfI/AAAAAAAABGw/t7zcHV8VrnM/s1600-h/PICT1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207466259827117554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESi-RTTzfI/AAAAAAAABGw/t7zcHV8VrnM/s200/PICT1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Happily Graduated from THIRD GRADE!! YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then we were homeward bound... stopping at costco to pick up this beast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCBTTzII/AAAAAAAABD4/P6-YE5Ezuc4/s1600-h/PICT1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207458627670232194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCBTTzII/AAAAAAAABD4/P6-YE5Ezuc4/s200/PICT1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then after gifts were happily distributed... Off we went to tepanyaki... OMG! if you havent eaten there... it is a must... SO YUMMY... SURPRISE!!! LOOK who showed up at her graduation dinner..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbaRTTzHI/AAAAAAAABDw/W365XcTHkFo/s1600-h/PICT1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457944770432114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbaRTTzHI/AAAAAAAABDw/W365XcTHkFo/s200/PICT1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbZxTTzEI/AAAAAAAABDY/MedN72N5sQc/s1600-h/PICT1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457936180497474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbZxTTzEI/AAAAAAAABDY/MedN72N5sQc/s200/PICT1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESe1hTTzSI/AAAAAAAABFI/2daPksBe9ts/s1600-h/PICT1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461711456750882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESe1hTTzSI/AAAAAAAABFI/2daPksBe9ts/s200/PICT1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yep! that is who you think it is... Sitting next to my parents... Shannon.. and she brought Shawn!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbaBTTzFI/AAAAAAAABDg/alm3BU3bupA/s1600-h/PICT1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457940475464786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESbaBTTzFI/AAAAAAAABDg/alm3BU3bupA/s200/PICT1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I had a very happy daughter... I think shawn was happy too... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well- we barely had time to eat this yummy dinner, before Heather and i had to run off to get her to graduation on time... and i would hold seats for the rest of the group... I AM SO PROUD of my girl... Look at her... Look at those medals!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCRTTzJI/AAAAAAAABEA/wcoCN2HKdIw/s1600-h/PICT1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207458631965199506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCRTTzJI/AAAAAAAABEA/wcoCN2HKdIw/s200/PICT1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; This is heather with her friend bailey... Adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCRTTzKI/AAAAAAAABEI/_MxvPOfvz5w/s1600-h/PICT1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207458631965199522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SEScCRTTzKI/AAAAAAAABEI/_MxvPOfvz5w/s200/PICT1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; Heather catching shawn who flung himself into her arms afterwards... he was so excited!! So was she!!! Here is Her and her brother from another mother!!!! ... Oh look... There is the proud mother!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUhTTzNI/AAAAAAAABEg/_qOcrHkqQxM/s1600-h/PICT1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461144521067730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUhTTzNI/AAAAAAAABEg/_qOcrHkqQxM/s200/PICT1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUhTTzOI/AAAAAAAABEo/guhpViVHMM0/s1600-h/PICT1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461144521067746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUhTTzOI/AAAAAAAABEo/guhpViVHMM0/s200/PICT1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUxTTzQI/AAAAAAAABE4/gALtb7pvTHQ/s1600-h/PICT1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461148816035074" style="CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUxTTzQI/AAAAAAAABE4/gALtb7pvTHQ/s200/PICT1081.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUxTTzPI/AAAAAAAABEw/1WmZiIzZ2Ro/s1600-h/PICT1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461148816035058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeUxTTzPI/AAAAAAAABEw/1WmZiIzZ2Ro/s200/PICT1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; OH! There she is again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgihTTzUI/AAAAAAAABFY/ZG4DZXb1Ep4/s1600-h/PICT1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207463584062491970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgihTTzUI/AAAAAAAABFY/ZG4DZXb1Ep4/s200/PICT1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgixTTzVI/AAAAAAAABFg/PnBNk7iqn2E/s1600-h/PICT1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207463588357459282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgixTTzVI/AAAAAAAABFg/PnBNk7iqn2E/s200/PICT1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; With G&amp;amp;G Pack and G&amp;amp;G Eccles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgixTTzWI/AAAAAAAABFo/h771Ii0dGEo/s1600-h/PICT1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207463588357459298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgixTTzWI/AAAAAAAABFo/h771Ii0dGEo/s200/PICT1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;::::pausing the graduation story telling to take the time out to appreciate this picture... Dont deny me picture taking rights... i will get something you dont want.. and i will post it...::::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeVBTTzRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Ay_pTWITfzk/s1600-h/PICT1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207461153111002386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESeVBTTzRI/AAAAAAAABFA/Ay_pTWITfzk/s200/PICT1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Keara Eccles... AKA Hairy Beasty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESfVBTTzTI/AAAAAAAABFQ/G81p4jCB0c4/s1600-h/PICT1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207462252622630194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESfVBTTzTI/AAAAAAAABFQ/G81p4jCB0c4/s200/PICT1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The next morning- after she went to the all night party... We had a HUGE open house for her... Look at her with all these girls in her room... Yep! that is becca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgjBTTzXI/AAAAAAAABFw/faejqlcA82s/s1600-h/PICT1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207463592652426610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgjBTTzXI/AAAAAAAABFw/faejqlcA82s/s200/PICT1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh5xTTzaI/AAAAAAAABGI/0aUfxO949Ts/s1600-h/PICT1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207465083006078370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh5xTTzaI/AAAAAAAABGI/0aUfxO949Ts/s200/PICT1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6BTTzbI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gRwSm6fsbzI/s1600-h/PICT1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207465087301045682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6BTTzbI/AAAAAAAABGQ/gRwSm6fsbzI/s200/PICT1094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6RTTzdI/AAAAAAAABGg/SnE4zfAH6h4/s1600-h/PICT1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207465091596013010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6RTTzdI/AAAAAAAABGg/SnE4zfAH6h4/s200/PICT1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgjBTTzYI/AAAAAAAABF4/CJSyIKGj1Dc/s1600-h/PICT1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207463592652426626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESgjBTTzYI/AAAAAAAABF4/CJSyIKGj1Dc/s200/PICT1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Little man ofcourse had plenty of fun as well... Here was his party... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh5hTTzZI/AAAAAAAABGA/XzcQNZ_CLxQ/s1600-h/PICT1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207465078711111058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh5hTTzZI/AAAAAAAABGA/XzcQNZ_CLxQ/s200/PICT1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6BTTzcI/AAAAAAAABGY/8dNFFEfXiO8/s1600-h/PICT1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207465087301045698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESh6BTTzcI/AAAAAAAABGY/8dNFFEfXiO8/s200/PICT1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt; And on that note... I have a ton more pictures... but im sure this has taken forever to load up.... I am SO PROUD of both of my kids... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;:::Doin the happy dance.... mostly looks like a drunken version of the macarena::::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;YAY FOR SUMMER VACATION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7204673262941938510?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7204673262941938510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7204673262941938510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7204673262941938510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7204673262941938510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-then-it-was-over.html' title='And then it was over.....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SESi-BTTzeI/AAAAAAAABGo/oGhX8mYWO4U/s72-c/PICT1046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3568769006822878859</id><published>2008-05-26T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T14:48:53.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many activities... So many pictures...</title><content type='html'>As the end of the school year is upon us, there are an unbelievable amount of activites going on... Heather had her end of the year Impact Performance... They posed for pictures after their final performance, and here is a snap shot of the GREATest group of teenagers i have ever met! They really are such a great group, and have done so much good this year, with all of their performances, and service projects..... They were lucky to have heather... and she was lucky to have them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7hTTy2I/AAAAAAAABBo/wOUFPrcZLg0/s1600-h/PICT1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204800996396747618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7hTTy2I/AAAAAAAABBo/wOUFPrcZLg0/s320/PICT1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One person inparticular has been very helpful to heather the last couple of years, and was VERY intramental in getting her the scholorships she has earned... also she has just been a great friend... This is Carol, the WX high guidance counselor and if you have ever needed to have someone on your side... carol is the best one to have... I am so grateful to her for everything she does for these kids... She is the best!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7xTTy3I/AAAAAAAABBw/5NTjlM__fUs/s1600-h/PICT1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204801000691714930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7xTTy3I/AAAAAAAABBw/5NTjlM__fUs/s320/PICT1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Scholorships, Heather has earned a few... First she earned the Utah Scholars award, which i posted about a few posts ago... then here she is collecting a couple more at the high school this week.... Yes that is not one more but TWO more! We are so PROUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7xTTy4I/AAAAAAAABB4/itQKh5b1Xxo/s1600-h/PICT1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204801000691714946" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="141" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7xTTy4I/AAAAAAAABB4/itQKh5b1Xxo/s320/PICT1007.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsvkhTTzCI/AAAAAAAABDI/5Ig3f74HJ8U/s1600-h/PICT1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204806098817895458" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="145" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsvkhTTzCI/AAAAAAAABDI/5Ig3f74HJ8U/s320/PICT1010.JPG" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look! Its a monkey in the tree!!!!   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsvkRTTzBI/AAAAAAAABDA/a24hoq7l9uU/s1600-h/PICT0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204806094522928146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsvkRTTzBI/AAAAAAAABDA/a24hoq7l9uU/s320/PICT0991.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets not forget Johnathon and all of his activites... He has been up to quite a bit as well... He got his Bear Badge this last week at cub scouts and now is officially a webelo! HE is very excited about this--- because the Webelos have always been the big boys of our pack, and now he is one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/IOASow6iY3w/s1600-h/PIC-0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804256276925362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/IOASow6iY3w/s320/PIC-0198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with a three day weekend... we had a few rainy day activities... cause it is RAINY!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what movie we took him to see! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy8I/AAAAAAAABCY/b6tQyZ4Tpu4/s1600-h/PICT0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804256276925378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy8I/AAAAAAAABCY/b6tQyZ4Tpu4/s320/PICT0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today i took him to the Childrens museum.. This is always a favorite, he has been there several times.. but today is the first day i thought to get pictures... He is so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsuaBTTzAI/AAAAAAAABC4/qpX3bGrG8hs/s1600-h/PICT1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804818917641218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsuaBTTzAI/AAAAAAAABC4/qpX3bGrG8hs/s320/PICT1022.JPG" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy9I/AAAAAAAABCg/pJ8EKl83Z90/s1600-h/PICT1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804256276925394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDst5RTTy9I/AAAAAAAABCg/pJ8EKl83Z90/s320/PICT1016.JPG" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only four more days of school left! They couldnt be more ready for Summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great three day weekend!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3568769006822878859?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3568769006822878859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3568769006822878859' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3568769006822878859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3568769006822878859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-many-activities-so-many-pictures.html' title='So many activities... So many pictures...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDsq7hTTy2I/AAAAAAAABBo/wOUFPrcZLg0/s72-c/PICT1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1295030830696989847</id><published>2008-05-20T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T18:00:40.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Summer Nights.... tell me more... like does she have a car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer lovin' had me a blast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNsTfuy_FI/AAAAAAAABAw/7YHK0DvNfuQ/s1600-h/IT8V6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202621076734147666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNsTfuy_FI/AAAAAAAABAw/7YHK0DvNfuQ/s200/IT8V6634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Summer lovin', happened so fast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met a girl crazy for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202613500411837490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNlafuy_DI/AAAAAAAABAg/bXFx8HlAxNo/s200/141414.JPG" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I met a boy, cute as can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNuTfuy_II/AAAAAAAABBI/04ZHRatAKaY/s1600-h/IT8V6666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202623275757403266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNuTfuy_II/AAAAAAAABBI/04ZHRatAKaY/s200/IT8V6666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNtMfuy_HI/AAAAAAAABBA/BL6AQ8AR__g/s1600-h/IT8V6686.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202622055986691186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNtMfuy_HI/AAAAAAAABBA/BL6AQ8AR__g/s200/IT8V6686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summer days driftin' away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To oh-oh those summer nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It turned colder, that's where it ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202613491821902866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNlZ_uy_BI/AAAAAAAABAQ/U7uJHjNOg8o/s200/44444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So I told her we'd still be friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Then we made our true love vow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wonder what she's doin' now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNsS_uy_EI/AAAAAAAABAo/U1binmWsiag/s1600-h/IT8V6623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202621068144213058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNsS_uy_EI/AAAAAAAABAo/U1binmWsiag/s200/IT8V6623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Summer dreams ripped at the seams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNuTvuy_JI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gf5L96-38sA/s1600-h/IT8V6704.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202623280052370578" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="157" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNuTvuy_JI/AAAAAAAABBQ/gf5L96-38sA/s200/IT8V6704.JPG" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But oh, those summer nights&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNtL_uy_GI/AAAAAAAABA4/1WQOJJVMtfI/s1600-h/IT8V6607.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202622047396756578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SDNtL_uy_GI/AAAAAAAABA4/1WQOJJVMtfI/s200/IT8V6607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;On my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My summertime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202629464805276850" style="DISPLAY: block; 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So MAYBE that explains as I write this how maybe I struggle admitting my teenage like hysterical reaction to some things.....I know many of us have ranted and raved about the Stephanie Meyers Twilight series (So maybe my midlife obsession with a book written for teenagers isnt an uncommon thing).... Maybe I was rather offended when in the middle of the count down to the new book, as well as the movie that she had worked on something else... Maybe i thought - How could she when all of us are waiting patiently for the fourth installment of the Bella/Edward/Jacob saga? (Maybe Bella will finally get bitten)  Maybe I considered this betrayal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... There I was, shopping at costco on mothersday, spotted that book that new book ...There it was just sitting on the book table ... SCREAMING MY NAME ... Maybe i thought to myself... No way! Aliens? ... But then again Maybe I purchased it... and Maybe I read it... maybe losing sleep to do so... maybe unable to put it down.... Maybe crying at the end ... maybe not that little tear that escapes my eye and runs down my cheek.... no no.... maybe those overwhelming  uncontrollable sobs... maybe you know the kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just where I am in my life right now... Maybe it just said somethings that I needed to hear, maybe it gave me a perspective on mankind that I could relate too, and gave me a goal of what I want to be like, Maybe it was BEAUTIFUL! Maybe it defined service, Maybe it touched on the deepest kind of love, Maybe I am still so shocked that I like this author SO much (maybe it is admittedly a little out of my norm) Maybe I relate to the characters so much because I am so blessed with people in my life. Maybe if I let go of all my weird pretenses about such a book.... and acknowledge that someone (named stephanie meyers) is masking these amazing truths in stories that young people (and old people apparently) will read... Maybe we are all being tricked into having spiritual experiences while reading a cheesy sounding sci-fi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you better read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200604503689329650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SCxCPfuy-_I/AAAAAAAABAA/C4YcVgP7H-g/s200/thehostcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;Maybe then we can discuss .... Nature of man... Good Vs. Evil ...I believe we are all the souls that are innately good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1113036188078263787?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1113036188078263787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1113036188078263787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1113036188078263787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1113036188078263787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/05/maybe-best-ever.html' title='Maybe I am Crazy'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/SCxCPfuy-_I/AAAAAAAABAA/C4YcVgP7H-g/s72-c/thehostcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1245756318508102887</id><published>2008-05-04T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:49:10.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 13px; 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I have an abundance of wonderful people in my life, most of whom i feel like i am never available for because of the amount of ongoings... Let me set the scene a little, I have this horrible cold, i feel like i am melting down half the time, my eyes are leaking, my nose is leaking, and someone is pressing a hot iron to my chest.... I am at work like this because my wonderful sons teacher has asked me to take monday off work and go on the school field trip and chaperone... So i cant call in sick and take a day off and still manage to get everything done that needs to be done... Im supposed to help some friends in the evening and i can already tell im going to nix that... I am good at that... I have the kind of relationship with people that if i cant do something i cant, and they know i will tell them, and that is what makes them feel good about asking me for help because they know when i say yes it is an honest answer of yes, i can and would love to help them, or be with them, or spend time with them. So i am at my desk at around 11 am with about six people waiting to speak to me, and my phone rings... I recognize it to be an Idaho area code and answer asking the people to please wait... On the line is one of my closest friends mother, This said friend works at the same place as i do, and the mother (whom i also am close too) tells me that Her Husband (Kim's Father) has just passed away (this is unexpected) She tells me she does not want to call her daughter and have to tell her over the phone and would i please go be with kim and tell her the sad news and make sure she is okay. With tears in my eyes i ofcourse agree to do so, and i stop the six people at my desk, telling them there is something urgent to take care of and i go to Kims desk in the next building over. I get her and her belongings.... With tears in my eyes, not saying anything to her, but asking her to come with me (she thinks i am firing her, or something is wrong with one of my kids and that i need her support, or anything else other than what i am about to tell her) I get her in my car, and i drive out of the parking lot, as soon as i am out of work boundaries.. I just say it. "Kim, your dad passed away in his sleep this morning" No preemptive comments, No shallow sentances about better places, or things happen for a reason, or any of the things people say to try to soften blows like this, I have lost many people in my life. Too many, and I know that moment is always sketched in your mind, and sometimes the bitterness of the loss is tranposed into those words, and you get angry at God if you are told that God called him home. And i watch this girl, whom i love, go through quick stages of shock, dismay, fury, regret and sadness all within a few minutes of time. In these few minutes i am amazed at the human spirit, and body and how it processes energy through it and immediately tries to work through it and do what needs to be done, and i watch her get herself calm enough and set to go to her family in Idaho. And am reaffirmed that life is not about scouts, fieldtrips, graduation, work, bills, spagetti dinners, or anything else... it is about People, amazing people, people i admire, children that i love, and family. That the relationships around these going ons is what we live for and the things we say to people, and the way we act, or touch them will mold them and they in turn mold others... I am really grateful this morning to have been a part of the web weaved in this family, that i was thought highly enough to be called to deliver such a message, and i am loved enough by that friend that i could be of comfort to her, and that when i feel like i am being pulled in ten different directs in the weaving of lives that the big picture is i am a part of this, i am alive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am a part of a bigger scheme, and whereever i am heading in my life or what my grand plans are, you never know, nothing is ever guaranteed, and each morning i wake up, and i have been kind, i am part of the real grand scheme...... I am going to work now- with this awful cold, With my eyes and nose leaking, and my chest burning, and I am glad to do it. Because sometimes, life isnt guaranteed.&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/853421158043383031-2448564714460213770?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/2448564714460213770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=2448564714460213770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2448564714460213770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/2448564714460213770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-need-to-talk-for-minute.html' title='I Just need to talk for a minute....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3152288851262290139</id><published>2008-04-10T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:18:58.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on everything; Except for what I promised to catch up on! YAY me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;First- I must say that when we were in california last month i got some AWESOME pictures of "Godmommy sue" and her really amazing children, But i am having some computer problems (The desktop), and that is where they are stored because i downloaded them from the camera, so on this computer (laptop) i have no such great pictures, and even though california was sooooooooo much fun, and i cant wait to type about it, and tell you the funny stories that happened there, i cringe to do so without the pics to back it up,...... So! that being said- i havent updated due to it, but on my camera on my phone i have been taking pictures of events that have happened since then and i must catch up because otherwise i will just miss stuff, and i hate that..... So forgive my madness..... First off, as soon as we got back from cali that weekend was easter, John and Rachael came to play, so i snapped some pics of the kids coloring eggs, I have several more easter pictures for photo albums, but i try to post pics of michelles kids when i can because she is blogophobic, and is seeking mental help for her disease. (Heather you can thank me for this lovely picture of you later teehee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4aXacLmxI/AAAAAAAAALg/KIJ2syvsx7Y/s1600-h/Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187612810314226450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4aXacLmxI/AAAAAAAAALg/KIJ2syvsx7Y/s320/Easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4aXqcLmyI/AAAAAAAAALo/9i72SPbrbNY/s1600-h/easter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187612814609193762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4aXqcLmyI/AAAAAAAAALo/9i72SPbrbNY/s320/easter1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then right after easter was my 15th wedding anniversary, 15 years... I want a cut of the money from all those who bet against us.... You know you are out there... These HUGE flowers were delivered to my desk at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4a_6cLmzI/AAAAAAAAALw/fHkyLkx3NIo/s1600-h/anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187613506098928434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4a_6cLmzI/AAAAAAAAALw/fHkyLkx3NIo/s320/anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Next was the Raingutter Regata at scouts... This is the boat version of the Pinewood derby, and it was ALOT of fun this year because Johnathon kicked butt! He won like ten races... Here is a shot of him blowing his boat down the raingutter, He is so stinkin cute that i cant even stand it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAKcLm0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/H_T2iT517nA/s1600-h/Regata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187613510393895746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAKcLm0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/H_T2iT517nA/s320/Regata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Afterwards us leaders got into a waterfight while trying to empty out the raingutters, we recruited Johnathon and the other boys to mop up after us, here he is trying to mop ME up! I have to tell you a funny story about him and his facial expressions... He makes them, he is never anything less than dramatic and always going for the best reaction (i wonder where he gets these ideas from?) and lately he has been asking me to see the pictures after i take them... He looked at this one and said... "That'll do" LOL Seriously, some days i feel like there is this older wiser person residing in that adorable little kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAacLm1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Kw3CllSxjHk/s1600-h/regata1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187613514688863058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAacLm1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Kw3CllSxjHk/s320/regata1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last but not least... My Heather... Oh my goodness, So much is happening there, She has gotten a scholarship to pay for college, and live in the dorms, she is being awarded the Utah Scholar award, and getting an Honor cord for graduation in foreign language, she is working all the time and now she is on her choir trip to california (yes she is back in california) She in between all this asked me if i wanted to prom dress shop with her, which ofcourse i jumped at the chance to have a mommy daughter date with her... and below is my girl.... Senior Ball will never be the same... Look at this woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAacLm2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/X1U21-on88k/s1600-h/Prom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187613514688863074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4bAacLm2I/AAAAAAAAAMI/X1U21-on88k/s320/Prom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;(I know this picture isnt the best, i will get better ones that night with her date and post them.... But i think she should move to disney land/world and be one of the princesses....She is too good for regular life )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In Closing (that is so formal sounding LOL)- this is just an update before another update... I am so proud of my kids, and i know i am constantly saying how great the kids are., I think i try so hard to explain how wonderful they are because i always feel like people just really dont understand how they shine and i dont know how to use words to describe it... or pictures, Also- Not afraid to brag for myself once in a while- I am really proud of Tim and I , we have had some really tough times... and some really great times... and now we just have a lot of time behind us, we just keep making it. I will post california pics soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3152288851262290139?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3152288851262290139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3152288851262290139' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3152288851262290139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3152288851262290139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/04/catching-up-on-everything-but-what-i.html' title='Catching up on everything; Except for what I promised to catch up on! YAY me!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R_4aXacLmxI/AAAAAAAAALg/KIJ2syvsx7Y/s72-c/Easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3127919499266820714</id><published>2008-03-10T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T07:06:15.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in the life.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alot has been going on in the last couple of weeks and i want to play catch up because We are leaving for california this coming weekend, and i will have too many pictures from there to go back this far... But there has been some memorable moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is reason 101 why i hate cubscouts... see previous posts for the other reasons.. Im sitting, visiting with another crazy mother..(RHYMED!) and I turn to my beckoning son...(HEY! mom.. look at this!) two inches from my face..AHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U4kNYdxGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CVL-qPY7qDM/s1600-h/biglizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176105541450974306" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U4kNYdxGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CVL-qPY7qDM/s400/biglizard.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG blue tounged Lizard. UHG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent posted alot about Heather lately... maybe it is because Im not normally invited to her extra curricular activities.. (BOYS.. Or one boy in particular that better hope he doesnt find himself hogtied and shipped to vancouver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U6JdYdxHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g4PhHIiAOnE/s1600-h/Heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176107280912729202" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="204" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U6JdYdxHI/AAAAAAAAAK4/g4PhHIiAOnE/s320/Heather.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U9btYdxKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_95TRWXzLfU/s1600-h/Heatheragain.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176110892980225186" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U9btYdxKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_95TRWXzLfU/s320/Heatheragain.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! Look at her!!! can you blame the boys?? WHY oh WHY ? If it werent for Tim camped out on the front porch with a baseball bat the line would be down the street and around the corner (what kind of boy isnt afraid of tim with a baseball bat?? Makes you wonder if he has all his chairs up to the table.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U7IdYdxII/AAAAAAAAALA/Jzsk5a6ASp0/s1600-h/heatherandcody.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176108363244487810" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U7IdYdxII/AAAAAAAAALA/Jzsk5a6ASp0/s200/heatherandcody.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your pitchforks and Torches... (perhaps tar and feathers) He is short. We can take him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OH! and she had one of these... I was finally able to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U7qtYdxJI/AAAAAAAAALI/p3Fq2tdfF6o/s1600-h/Concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176108951655007378" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="151" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U7qtYdxJI/AAAAAAAAALI/p3Fq2tdfF6o/s200/Concert.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; sorry it is so blurry.... stage lights&lt;br /&gt;And Johnathon, John, and Rachael finished another round of these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U-RtYdxLI/AAAAAAAAALY/xlURydFWl0g/s1600-h/swimlessons.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176111820693161138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U-RtYdxLI/AAAAAAAAALY/xlURydFWl0g/s320/swimlessons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They all look the same when they are wet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For closing.... if you cannot tell... I have just about ran out of useless this to say... so i will end on this note...We have been having some very spring like weather, so we took Johnathon up for one more sled ride up in the mountains before the snow is gone for good (hallelujah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac78d8e4abe0cc70" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac78d8e4abe0cc70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF5E363AFD36A48FB4C692FDB0ECA6D604697A3.4ADCD23C675222C9FD0196B156BE10E09C96BA6F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac78d8e4abe0cc70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds-ZLf39K2d9XwyNq7TMOmzomq84&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac78d8e4abe0cc70%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CF5E363AFD36A48FB4C692FDB0ECA6D604697A3.4ADCD23C675222C9FD0196B156BE10E09C96BA6F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac78d8e4abe0cc70%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds-ZLf39K2d9XwyNq7TMOmzomq84&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3127919499266820714?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ac78d8e4abe0cc70&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3127919499266820714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3127919499266820714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3127919499266820714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3127919499266820714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/03/week-in-life.html' title='A week in the life.....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R9U4kNYdxGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CVL-qPY7qDM/s72-c/biglizard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1302902161058850030</id><published>2008-03-05T11:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T11:52:51.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes me laugh!!! I LOVE IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1302902161058850030?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1302902161058850030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1302902161058850030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1302902161058850030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1302902161058850030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-makes-me-laugh-i-love-it.html' title='This makes me laugh!!! I LOVE IT'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8327379106033672054</id><published>2008-02-25T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:10:33.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and tigers and bears.... oh MY!</title><content type='html'>Okay- i know i have a slightly warped sense of humor, but tell me these dont fill you with joy as much as they do me... The first one is by far the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RbBNqNaZVc8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RbBNqNaZVc8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sT5LKxTAe10&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sT5LKxTAe10&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3vm3z1cSZdQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3vm3z1cSZdQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-8327379106033672054?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8327379106033672054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8327379106033672054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8327379106033672054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8327379106033672054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/02/lololol-these-are-awesome.html' title='Lions and tigers and bears.... oh MY!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7406390801499730718</id><published>2008-02-11T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T07:25:00.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grandma Eccles passed away this weekend, One year later to the day that Grandpa Eccles left us. I would like to think that this was because one year was longer than she could bare to live with out her husband... They were both amazing people... As i was driving on sunday to pick Johnathon up from one of his friends house, this song came on the radio- and It just really rang true for me and the influence my grandparents have made in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it said&lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led To those who help us most to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And just to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done you blame me for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But then, I guess we know&lt;br /&gt;There's blame to share&lt;br /&gt;And none of it seems to matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream the meets a boulder halfway through the wood.&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;And because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R7MLr0v2pxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wQQtjNXY4dM/s1600-h/Montage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166486045045729042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R7MLr0v2pxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wQQtjNXY4dM/s400/Montage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/853421158043383031-7406390801499730718?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R7MLr0v2pxI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wQQtjNXY4dM/s72-c/Montage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-83352939004418922</id><published>2008-02-09T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:42:15.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Car...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R65kfkv2psI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b6_jsA-uv5c/s1600-h/My+new+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165176316243650242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R65kfkv2psI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b6_jsA-uv5c/s400/My+new+Car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-83352939004418922?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/83352939004418922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=83352939004418922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/83352939004418922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/83352939004418922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-new-car.html' title='My New Car...'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R65kfkv2psI/AAAAAAAAAKA/b6_jsA-uv5c/s72-c/My+new+Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-6628296978204306869</id><published>2008-02-07T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T06:53:54.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Derby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I need to talk about (or type about) my love/hate relationship with the cub scouts... and lets start this discussion by naming two of my many personalities, There is Kerry Kerry, and there is Mommy Kerry. One day Kerry Kerry decided a way to get some time in with one of her best friends (Tolman) Would be to get our like sized boys into scouts, hearing about a non affiliated group through a flyer sent home from Johnathons school, So we sign up, at the Round up- My beautiful son volunteers me as den mother; Kerry Kerry cringes at the thought of more things to do, but Mommy Kerry wont let her son down and dives headfirst into Pack 3220. During the first year it is not so bad... Mommy Kerry and Kerry Kerry seem to share an opinion that we have gotten involved with a fantastic group, we are making alot of new friends, and have learned to clap our hands like a roller coaster, a mosquito, and other more humiliating types of cheering! Year number two is where the personality begins to split, No longer Den mother, but on the comittee Kerry Kerry is much relieved (Because year two is alot harder) and Mommy Kerry is pleased because she is watching her son get to do things every little boy wants to do.. He shoots a bow and arrow, He shoots a BB gun, he gets to go kayaking, and hiking, and fishing and so on... and on ... and on .. and on... This is where the splitting begins, We race rockets, (Space Derby) we race Boats (Raingutter Regata) we race cars (Pinewood Derby) we do Egg drop capsules, we have the Blue and Gold dinner, The spagetti dinner.... &lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/strong&gt; We are almost done with Year # 3 (he will be getting his bear badge in the next few months) This year i am the fundraising chick. And Mommy Kerry has been trying to smother Kerry Kerry for a while... BUT Kerry Kerry must say it... I Hate the Scouts!!!!! I hate the races, i hate clapping like a lumberjack, &lt;strong&gt;I hate dirt&lt;/strong&gt; and I hate making things with leather, I dont want to tour another police station or fire station, if i eat one more plate of spagetti i will vomit!! Now we all know that Mommy Kerry will win out this little battle of the control.... because Johnathon lives for it (me thinks kerry kerry is jealous?) Sooooooo &lt;strong&gt;All that being said- I am dissapointed that Romney didnt sweep on super tuesday, and agree with my cousin melissa on the alternatives... Although, Now- The dream ticket would be (with what we have to work with at least) would be a united Obama/Clinton ticket -&lt;/strong&gt; That being said...Mommy Kerry will post the pictures of the CUTEST little scout in the world making it into the finals at the Pinewood Derby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here he is with his car after weighing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdYjer-cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3g3DpLPPkbo/s1600-h/Making+it+to+the+finals.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdZDer-dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pKHD_qjiV6w/s1600-h/by+the+track.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdZjer-eI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0Ya2aVcaFyU/s1600-h/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdKzer-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/05wsa2bYxtU/s1600-h/The+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164253469165222322" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdKzer-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/05wsa2bYxtU/s200/The+Car.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is realizing his car made it into the Finals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdYjer-cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3g3DpLPPkbo/s1600-h/Making+it+to+the+finals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164253705388423618" style="CURSOR: hand" height="167" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdYjer-cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3g3DpLPPkbo/s200/Making+it+to+the+finals.JPG" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is sitting at the track after a run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdKzer-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/05wsa2bYxtU/s1600-h/The+Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdZDer-dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pKHD_qjiV6w/s1600-h/by+the+track.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164253713978358226" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdZDer-dI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pKHD_qjiV6w/s200/by+the+track.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-6628296978204306869?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/6628296978204306869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=6628296978204306869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/6628296978204306869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/6628296978204306869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/02/derby.html' title='The Derby'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R6sdKzer-bI/AAAAAAAAAJg/05wsa2bYxtU/s72-c/The+Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-6945796998406665605</id><published>2008-01-27T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T07:11:52.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Night at the Pereas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have to explain about The Packs and The Pereas, You see, well over a decade ago, Tim and i bought a house in Magna, Newly weds, and some of the first people we met on that side of the valley were the Pereas, The Pereas back then were very different than they are now, (I know the boys last name isnt Perea, but i just like the sound of the Packs and Pereas LOL)... You see back then Adam was a boy about Johnathons Age, and Frankie (Who somehow i left without getting a picture of.... i will get it next time i promise) was a teenager, Tracey was already married and having children, and Betty quickly took the role of being my role model.... So last night we went out to her home for dinner..... Unfortunately heather had to work, and Tim chose to stay home and relax, as you will see below we get a little bit crazy when the two familys combine, Tracy was at her own home with Most of her children (accept erika) ........ The party consisted of the following guests.... (Insert Drum Roll here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zIlzer-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bpkWqm8SD9E/s1600-h/Erika.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160219824859380114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zIlzer-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bpkWqm8SD9E/s200/Erika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;~~~ Meet Erika, Bettys Granddaughter, and personal center of her own universe, and a major peice of the rest of our universes. She posed so nicely for this shot. LOVE YOU ERIKA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zImDer-aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/78SLYTe05Js/s1600-h/My+Adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160219829154347426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zImDer-aI/AAAAAAAAAJY/78SLYTe05Js/s200/My+Adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;~~~~ This is Adam, He was a kid when i met him, Look at him now... He is a man! (Young man)... We love adam! He is quiet, Kind, Handsome, and just an all around good guy, he is Bettys youngest, her baby. He will do great things in life... A Picture of Frankie will be inserted here and soon as i get one! how did i leave without getting frankie??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdDer-VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BE-oDdEFbQs/s1600-h/Kalie+Bugg.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160218575023896914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdDer-VI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BE-oDdEFbQs/s200/Kalie+Bugg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;~~~ This is my KalieBugg, She isnt a perea, she is a family friend however, and we love her dearly.... Kalie comes to us courtesy of colorado, and hopefully we get to keep her! Soon there will be more of her to love! She is having a baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdTer-XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zYP0G1HoRcI/s1600-h/My+Betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160218579318864242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdTer-XI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zYP0G1HoRcI/s200/My+Betty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;~~~ This is our Betty, Many people who spend time with me hear me talk about betty, You see, she is my hero- And i am not too sure if i can explain why, you would have to meet her to understand, but every one who does meet her feels exactly the same way, Have you ever met someone that their inner goodness just shines so brightly that it is contagious? Someone who has less than most as far as material belongings, but more than anyone i have ever met in emotional belongings... those belongings being relationships..... to know her is to love her, and LOVE her we do! Yes those are her tinfoil antennas on her forehead, i talked her into putting them on for the picture... Im not explaining them, if you know betty, you know why she needs them LOL and im going to make myself a set just as soon as i am done typing here.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdzer-YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vcQYAsQTGAA/s1600-h/The+Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160218587908798850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHdzer-YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/vcQYAsQTGAA/s200/The+Girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;~~~ This is Betty and Baby Sarah (you can see from the picture she isnt a baby anymore, but when she was a baby, we had alot of Sarahs in our life, and she was dubbed such, we dont call her baby in front of her, but when we talk about her in our own house, she is still baby sarah) She is Frankies daughter, and SO BEAUTIFUL! she absolutely adores Johnathon, and ofcourse our Johnathon returns the affection. She is bubbly and bright, and with any luck will get alot of her grandmothers wisdom from her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHPTer-TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ypJp2739EQo/s1600-h/The+Cute+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160218338800695602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zHPTer-TI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ypJp2739EQo/s320/The+Cute+Kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;~~~ Here are the kids... Johnathon and Sarah--- Cute as could be! They play so well together. Look at her face! I think she has a crush on him!!! It was a great saturday night, there was alot of food, the company was excellent, there was tons of laughter and hugging, and quite a few tears.... I think i even cursed several times.... LOL I just wanted to share a part of my life here online... because it is such a big part!!&lt;/span&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/853421158043383031-6945796998406665605?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/6945796998406665605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=6945796998406665605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/6945796998406665605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/6945796998406665605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/01/pizza-night-at-pereas.html' title='Pizza Night at the Pereas'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R5zIlzer-ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bpkWqm8SD9E/s72-c/Erika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4154344518456721437</id><published>2008-01-16T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:39:28.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Domination... Kjelgaard Style</title><content type='html'>You know, i noticed that Michelle has not updated her blog since i so graciously forced/helped her into making one- i for one dont feel robbed because i see her and the children a couple of times a week, but there are many of you who go MONTHs without seeing them... and it is a good thing, For there is evil a foot! Michelle has always been kinda of an extremist, feminist, rebel without a cause.... and with the latest presidential election in full swing, she has devised a new plot to slowly take over the free world... all of her hope for domination lie in her only girl, Rachel, she started by simply letting her rule her house, but slowly rachel's reign widened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the story of Rachel -&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;One day Rachel was sitting at Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46oqYWCI1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/oh6YBze1s5w/s1600-h/PIC-0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156244069428634450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46oqYWCI1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/oh6YBze1s5w/s320/PIC-0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel was lonely and called for her loyal servants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46o5oWCI2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UNgfrWbKAV0/s1600-h/PIC-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156244331421639522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46o5oWCI2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/UNgfrWbKAV0/s320/PIC-0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were happy to be in her company... as you can see, VERY happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46pEoWCI3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/muWCl87BHCw/s1600-h/PIC-0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156244520400200562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46pEoWCI3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/muWCl87BHCw/s320/PIC-0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon Rachels demands for servitude began to wear thin these bonds of friendship... everyone catered to her every need... Infact, soon Rachel was carried about, rather than waste her adorable energy on the menial task of walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46plYWCI4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/GO6iZEkh9jU/s1600-h/PIC-0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156245083040916354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46plYWCI4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/GO6iZEkh9jU/s320/PIC-0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the boys simply decided this was too much--- and started a Militia. Sadly - however as soon as they were surrounded they surrendered... For you see- another plot was forming in their minds to over throw this female domination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qA4WCI5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/T-Elv8MmgXs/s1600-h/PIC-0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156245555487318930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qA4WCI5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/T-Elv8MmgXs/s320/PIC-0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, their plan was simple... if you cannot beat them, join them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qOYWCI6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CoiHMmm7jQI/s1600-h/PIC-0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156245787415552930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qOYWCI6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CoiHMmm7jQI/s200/PIC-0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qXYWCI7I/AAAAAAAAAII/2vXxmkT7GDo/s1600-h/PIC-0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156245942034375602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qXYWCI7I/AAAAAAAAAII/2vXxmkT7GDo/s200/PIC-0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46rHoWCI9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/yrZilqfbddw/s1600-h/PIC-0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156246770963063762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46rHoWCI9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/yrZilqfbddw/s200/PIC-0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they did... Well Michelle with her devious mind... realized she had missed her chance with Rachel, for Rachel had an agenda of her own... Michelle quickly moved onto her next offspring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qzoWCI8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sZ1Nvk9oZvM/s1600-h/PIC-0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156246427365680066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46qzoWCI8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sZ1Nvk9oZvM/s320/PIC-0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Jim Junior, when you rule the world, No one will make fun of you for the Tiara..... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Ladies and Gentleman is why no one should vote for HILLARY CLINTON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-4154344518456721437?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4154344518456721437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4154344518456721437' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4154344518456721437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4154344518456721437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/01/princess-tea-party.html' title='World Domination... Kjelgaard Style'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R46oqYWCI1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/oh6YBze1s5w/s72-c/PIC-0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8781636817437732584</id><published>2008-01-12T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:14:18.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day....</title><content type='html'>Well, Saturdays are always fun... because there is no work, no school, lots of activities, and trying to keep the house clean inbetween, Today Johnathon had swimming lessons and John (michelle's son) is in the same class, we loaned John a sled for a birthday party he was going to which reminded my son to ask me "Mom, when are you going to take me sledding, we forgot to go last weekend" Which he is right, i had promised to take him and we ended up doing other activities. SO i ran home, grabbed a couple more sleds and a sister... and here is the out come.&lt;br /&gt;The first scream you hear on the video is johnathon, the second is Heather... They had fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9311dbde5aacc6b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9311dbde5aacc6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F94E280703A59DD27ED1D604710A6B70B777C4F.4C6913E5B94882B840A7370C8BDA338BCFEB5490%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9311dbde5aacc6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkAE2YKGCSgrfLmQIlczWvoQ7kPU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9311dbde5aacc6b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330288819%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F94E280703A59DD27ED1D604710A6B70B777C4F.4C6913E5B94882B840A7370C8BDA338BCFEB5490%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9311dbde5aacc6b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkAE2YKGCSgrfLmQIlczWvoQ7kPU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lwjMXjrxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X3s5C9NiHDA/s1600-h/KidsSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154774998420008722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lwjMXjrxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X3s5C9NiHDA/s320/KidsSnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then this evening, it was a manly night at our house... Here are the Men working on the pinewood derby car (the race is in two weeks) - Picture this if you will, i walk back in the house from barnes and noble (i LOVE that place) and the kitchen is covered in power tools "Sweet Home Alabama" is blaring from the CD player, and They are singing along at the top of their lungs.... doing this.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lxMsXjryI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WZNRPFBlNEU/s1600-h/JohnathonManly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154775711384579874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lxMsXjryI/AAAAAAAAAHI/WZNRPFBlNEU/s320/JohnathonManly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lxT8XjrzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2es8KulvwQU/s1600-h/JohnathonAndDad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154775835938631474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lxT8XjrzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2es8KulvwQU/s320/JohnathonAndDad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is a woman to do ..... I did the only thing i could do at that point. I made them meatballs (how is that for a manly meal) for dinner and went and sat on the couch (with my tuna salad, cause im a girl and meatballs are gross!)  and watched titanic... such a chick flick. Then i decided blogging was also kinda something i would enjoy some quiet time to do, so here i am. Gotta love the weekend!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-8781636817437732584?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a9311dbde5aacc6b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8781636817437732584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8781636817437732584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8781636817437732584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8781636817437732584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-day.html' title='What a day....'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R4lwjMXjrxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X3s5C9NiHDA/s72-c/KidsSnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7592506263728947137</id><published>2008-01-02T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:40:39.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This mini chewbacca on the groun was my long hair that you see pictured over there on the side bar.... all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wuRrgBQUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n2GwyerZ4SE/s1600-h/my+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151042955074683202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wuRrgBQUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n2GwyerZ4SE/s320/my+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wuibgBQWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4tT2ywDUnYU/s1600-h/New+Hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151043242837492066" style="CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wuibgBQWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4tT2ywDUnYU/s320/New+Hair.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wu2rgBQXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TVCXeyjMoWs/s1600-h/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151043590729843058" style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wu2rgBQXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TVCXeyjMoWs/s320/up.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7592506263728947137?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7592506263728947137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7592506263728947137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7592506263728947137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7592506263728947137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-last-update.html' title='One Last Update'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3wuRrgBQUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n2GwyerZ4SE/s72-c/my+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-4426360620432389064</id><published>2008-01-01T12:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T12:27:59.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.... Gall Bladder.... New Years!!!</title><content type='html'>Christmas was alot of fun this year, Santa definately delivered, the kids were good, Heather has been slowly recieving things to use once she is out on her own, she has all her pots and pans, dish towels, bathroom things, well this year she got her dishes, silver ware, and a TV!! She was quite thrilled, A TV isnt a big deal to alot of kids, but in my house, TV is the enemy and i have refused up until this point to give either child one for their room, but she is 18, and going to go away to college, she will need one for an apartment, so the rule got broken. (i dont know how to take the date off my camera, and it is REALLY off, so ignore the dates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qc17gBQQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jKK6fNoPpbs/s1600-h/PICT0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150601574170575106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qc17gBQQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jKK6fNoPpbs/s320/PICT0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnathon didnt ask for alot for christmas, but what he did ask for was very specific and santa delivered, He has been REALLY good this year.... pictured below is the spring action lightsaber (in blue, like luke ofcourse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qcwbgBQPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BOBvzyneKDU/s1600-h/PICT0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150601479681294578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qcwbgBQPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BOBvzyneKDU/s320/PICT0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the electric guitar just like Drake's off of drake and Josh.... It is pretty cool, he can plug my MP3 player into it and jam out to all the songs he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150601273522864338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qckbgBQNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mcnlgBSqDb8/s320/PICT0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Heather also got this really cool tinkerbell carpet for her future dorm room or apartment, Johnathon enjoys tormenting her by sitting on it and scooting his butt across tinks face. It has been an endless source of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150601372307112162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qcqLgBQOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Bm0K5F9DuW4/s320/PICT0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 28th Heather went in to have her gall bladder removed, everything went fine, and she is healing nicely, she will try to go back to school tomorrow. She is one tough chicka... but that didnt stop her from being scared ahead of time, and looking scarey afterwards... ofcourse i took pictures of it. I have a camera phone!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgFLgBQRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8MAu5GAZGho/s1600-h/Heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150605134698463506" style="WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgFLgBQRI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8MAu5GAZGho/s320/Heather.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before and After &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgTLgBQSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qdkCjGhnwNc/s1600-h/PIC-0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150605375216632098" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgTLgBQSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qdkCjGhnwNc/s320/PIC-0038.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least... New Years was a little dull, Heather had Cody over (the boy she is currently dating) and Here are the kids ready to go out and bang pots and pans at Midnight, What a tradition huh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgurgBQTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kh2JKLIeWbc/s1600-h/PIC-0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150605847663034674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qgurgBQTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kh2JKLIeWbc/s320/PIC-0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, that was alot loaded into one blog, but its been a busy week!! Hope everyone else had fantastic holidays.&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/853421158043383031-4426360620432389064?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/4426360620432389064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=4426360620432389064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4426360620432389064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/4426360620432389064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-gall-bladder-new-years.html' title='Christmas.... Gall Bladder.... New Years!!!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R3qc17gBQQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jKK6fNoPpbs/s72-c/PICT0638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5971057715701708681</id><published>2007-12-18T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T07:18:57.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt;  would hate for anyone to think my showcasing of the children is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;one sided&lt;/span&gt;, I love both of my children equally, and am equally proud of both.  I just happen to spend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more time with Johnathon as Heather has been working a lot, and dating and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt; practices- and Johnathon and i got a nasty cold and had to miss you Christmas concert last night- She says she doesn't mind, But it just means i don't have any good pictures of her for this post... So instead i figured in celebration of her getting her gall bladder taken out on the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of this month- i would post some of the pictures from her emergency room trip earlier this year when we discovered her gall bladder was first giving her trouble... She will thank me for this later i am sure, but it may be weeks before she realizes i have posted these, and by then we will have plenty of new ones to post... post surgery.&lt;/span&gt; ( HA HA! I knew i would find a use for these)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145326920539390082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2ffkrgBQII/AAAAAAAAAE4/JYrKrQFv0y0/s320/Heathersick.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145331958536028354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2fkJ7gBQMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/J7NibSqcs80/s320/Heathersick1.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There- Now that i know i can not be accused of favoritism - Lets move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now- As for Johnathon two weeks ago in scouts they earned their knot patch and as you can see he and his friends put this to great use.... this would be one of the mothers they are tying up... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145327603439190178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2fgMbgBQKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/kfTWnpCnOVQ/s320/personal2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week they sang carols at the nursing home. What a rough bunch of boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145327414460629138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2fgBbgBQJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Ruh0IlGwpU/s320/personal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And then here he is in front of our tree, which he is very proud of. We are all really excited about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145327702223438002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2fgSLgBQLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HHLtWAqvNR4/s320/personal3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure there are going to be a ton more updates to follow- Because we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; planned. &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/853421158043383031-5971057715701708681?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5971057715701708681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=5971057715701708681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5971057715701708681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/5971057715701708681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R2ffkrgBQII/AAAAAAAAAE4/JYrKrQFv0y0/s72-c/Heathersick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-3893910270194697772</id><published>2007-12-10T06:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T06:54:22.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE MOVIE WAS AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-3893910270194697772?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3893910270194697772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=3893910270194697772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3893910270194697772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/3893910270194697772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1075139839541916710</id><published>2007-12-03T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:16:48.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wanted to write a poem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay- I found this- And it was a real treat to write... First i am pasting my poem, Then i am pasting the format so you can write your own poem... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am from cinnamon apple candles, from Cascade and Dove Soap.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the small family home, with a chain link fence, and ferocious if you don’t know him, and loving if you do – dog. With small child and tall child hanging Christmas decorations in the biting wind out front, while husband curses and I just laugh at the familiarity of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the Roses the richest red velvet, so exclusive that man cannot make it&lt;br /&gt;I am from Sunday matinees and hazel eyes from Uncle Blaine and Two Mama and of course The Packs.&lt;br /&gt;I am from relaxing in front of the TV and questioning the validity of life.&lt;br /&gt;From the Easter bunny on Easter, the tooth fairy who took my teeth and Santa Clause&lt;br /&gt;I am from Mother Nature, The moon that watches over her, the fairies that take shelter in her woods and create glens, From energy and light that are ever present, gently guiding each step we take and keeping me in tune with where I need and want to be, I am from miracles, they continue to amaze me no matter how many I have been blessed with, and angels that watch and whisper in our deepest sleep truths and comfort. Remembering kindness, for every act of kindness is a ritual to something bigger than me something kinder than me. Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm from the California and from chicken rolls served at Sunday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;From the first day of kindergarten when he turned to me to say goodbye, the time that she decided not to be pushed around and pushed back, because she was done being the victim, and she has been victorious ever since, even when they held her in the “detention room”, and the era of wanting mommy, both of them in my bed on a rough night, one on my feet, the other at my side.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the mantel where their pictures are proudly displayed, and hung next to it on the wall in the largest size I could afford is the four of us. Never a more complete package, never a bigger variety of spirits living together… in harmony… and often in discord. I would like to tell you the immeasurable worth of these portraits… but if life as I knew it halted, it is not the pictures I would crave the company of, but those they captured.&lt;br /&gt;I am from black boots, from nachos and dark purple merlot.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the love sac, and the trampoline in the backyard- Perfect for gazing at the stars or tickling the laughter right out of their rambunctious play. From seeking solice in my “Cupboard under the stairs” or seeking it in books about the “Cupboard under the stairs”. From microwaved dinners, and tear jerking homework frustration. I am from Freddy Kruger, and vampires, as well as the exorcism of Emily rose. Girl interrupted and Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the Sage the wonderful smell, dried and wrapped in purple string, waved around in the air, letting the scent fill us, and make us feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;I am from campfires and smores in the backyard and slow metabolisms, from Janice and Dave and his father, Dave too.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the fears and short tempers, but love and happiness also.&lt;br /&gt;From playing boggle and mahjongg&lt;br /&gt;I am from inspiration and truth I have learned to stand in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I am from _______ (specific ordinary item), from _______ (product name) and _______.&lt;br /&gt;I am from the _______ (home description... adjective, adjective, sensory detail).&lt;br /&gt;I am from the _______ (plant, flower, natural item), the _______ (plant, flower, natural detail)&lt;br /&gt;I am from _______ (family tradition) and _______ (family trait), from _______ (name of family member) and _______ (another family name) and _______ (family name).&lt;br /&gt;I am from the _______ (description of family tendency) and _______ (another one).&lt;br /&gt;From _______ (something you were told as a child) and _______ (another).&lt;br /&gt;I am from (representation of religion, or lack of it). Further description.&lt;br /&gt;I'm from _______ (place of birth and family ancestry), _______ (two food items representing your family).&lt;br /&gt;From the _______ (specific family story about a specific person and detail), the _______ (another detail, and the _______ (another detail about another family member).&lt;br /&gt;I am from _______ (location of family pictures, mementos, archives and several more lines indicating their worth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1075139839541916710?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1075139839541916710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1075139839541916710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1075139839541916710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1075139839541916710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/12/ever-wanted-to-write-poem.html' title='Ever wanted to write a poem?'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-816476049862315875</id><published>2007-11-30T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T07:36:41.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn the books.... Burn the witches.... Burning Testimony??... And then Scouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R1An7dAMqAI/AAAAAAAAADo/BYyehRu8veU/s1600-R/golden+compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138651077180958722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R1An7dAMqAI/AAAAAAAAADo/0AvQWKahHfw/s320/golden+compass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay- I know this is a family blog- and this has alot to do with my family- My family and i have waited excitedly, counted down to, and are now ready to see the Golden Compass! Well Heather told me her theater has been being given some nasty emails for carrying the movie-- So i will copy the email that was sent to almost everyone i know concerning it- Including all the managers at her theater (so one can only assume all theaters) Worse yet... I know the woman who sent it- My breath was taken away that this kind of thinking still exists in mondern day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;“BEWARE!!! There is much controversy over this children’s book which is now being released as a movie in theatres on December 7th. Many people have been deceived and refuse to see the message it is sending. Make no mistake, the author is a predator and is attempting to poison the minds of our children and he will do so if we allow him to. This series, “His Dark Materials,” was written as a direct response to The Chronicles of Narnia. The author has admitted to being an atheist and has commented that his books are about killing God in the minds of children. As parents we have a moral responsibility to protect our children from harm. It is extremely disturbing to know that Phillip Pullman has successfully marketed this trash to so many young minds already. This book has crossed into some of our schools and is being assigned as part of our children’s reading curriculum.&lt;br /&gt;I implore you to take a stand to stop allowing others to deceptively corrupt our children’s minds. We must not turn a blind eye and brush it off as just a book/movie. It is time to stand up to these people that believe they have the right to corrupt the minds of our children because of their right to free speech. They may have a right to free speech but we also have a right, as well as a responsibility, to protect the minds of those who are the future of our great country. Please do not let your children get sucked in by this monster." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This absolutely infuriates me.... Now, I would like people to take a minute to think about the implications of this matter. The authors of this email are concerned for the moral well being of their children because children will be taken in by the Atheistic beliefs of the author and will therefore slide down that slippery moral slope and lose their faith in God. Please focus for a moment on their complaint that Pullman is a “monster” who, responding to C.S. Lewis’s work The Chronicles of Narnia, expressed an alternate view to theology and religion through fiction.&lt;br /&gt;I ask you, why is it worse for an Atheist to write a children’s book about using one’s own intelligence to question the actions of a political/theological body than it is for a Christian to write an allegory of life and death ? Is every person in the world of one point of view? I think not - Why not start petitions to have the movie based on his works removed from the shelves of video stores everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I do not believe that Lewis should be banned or censored. INFACT - I Loved the Narnia movie, and i have read the books as well. I loved them! The laws of free speech protect the rights of Westboro Baptists (no, I will not provide links to their websites because I find them vile and repugnant) who maintain publicly that “god hates fags” and “god hates America” while they picket the funerals of American soldiers who have fallen in combat in Iraq. If laws of free speech can protect these hate mongers why should they not cover Pullman, who in no way suggests trading in belief for hate or violence.&lt;br /&gt;Religion is a subject that I find best kept private. My feeling on the issue is that I won’t bother people with my religious views if they don’t bother me with theirs. Each person has the right to believe what he or she chooses and that choice should have no impact on me. Honestly, what does it say about a person’s strength of will or belief if they can be so easily swayed by children’s fiction? Is not the job of a parent to educate children? Help them understand wrong from right? Teach them how to live morally and hold true to their beliefs? How can you do this if you ignore any possible intellectual challenge to your belief system?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand people who have so little faith (although they profess the opposite) that they feel the need to pretend opposing views don’t exist, or worse yet, try to squash them. It seems to me that the people who are so worried about the moral decline of their children through the literature they read should bear two things in mind. One : at least the children are reading . Two : talking to your children about the reasons for their faith will be much more effective in the long run than a knee jerk reaction calling for the removal of books from a library or school reading list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WHEW! i feel so much better now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Change of Subject--- Johnathon had scouts last night, Not only did he win in the eggdrop capsule contest... the egg lived. But here are all the belt loops he was awarded with last night- He got more than anyone else... Physical Fitness, Basket Ball, Geology, BB Shooting ( he likes this one best), Map and Compass, Softball, Archery. Here is a picture of them all. His belt will be full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138657700020529170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R1At89AMqBI/AAAAAAAAADw/fjCZZ-uRGpA/s320/PIC-0145.jpg" border="0" /&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/853421158043383031-816476049862315875?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/816476049862315875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=816476049862315875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/816476049862315875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/816476049862315875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/11/burn-books-burn-witches-burn-in-hell.html' title='Burn the books.... Burn the witches.... Burning Testimony??... And then Scouts'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R1An7dAMqAI/AAAAAAAAADo/0AvQWKahHfw/s72-c/golden+compass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-467028998540442285</id><published>2007-11-22T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:13:38.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0XU0tAMp_I/AAAAAAAAADg/U8ICBC4yZzo/s1600-h/PICT0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135744951984629746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0XU0tAMp_I/AAAAAAAAADg/U8ICBC4yZzo/s320/PICT0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0XUvtAMp-I/AAAAAAAAADY/i11Ta8xGFpo/s1600-h/PICT0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135744866085283810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0XUvtAMp-I/AAAAAAAAADY/i11Ta8xGFpo/s320/PICT0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-467028998540442285?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/467028998540442285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=467028998540442285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/467028998540442285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/467028998540442285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0XU0tAMp_I/AAAAAAAAADg/U8ICBC4yZzo/s72-c/PICT0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-8570204953472551383</id><published>2007-11-19T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:38:28.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zip the 8th Wonder of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0JAn9AMp7I/AAAAAAAAADA/2J4VL1YL5-Y/s1600-h/Zip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134737580290254770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0JAn9AMp7I/AAAAAAAAADA/2J4VL1YL5-Y/s400/Zip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is Zip- He has been feeling quite left out as I have failed to introduce him, and he didnt rank in my seven random facts either--- However he should feel completely loved... We took family pictures this weekend, and he was invited into the studio... He even smiled!!! He completely stole the show with the photographers - I will upload them as soon as i get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Johnathon says his favorite color is blue, and his favorite hobby is playing with his wooby, and ofcourse, by sheer coincidence he happens to be a huge star wars fan... He is just one of the kids, Unfortunately he cheats at hide and go seek, the neighbor boys wont play if zip is around becuase he always shows johnathon where they are hiding. Well... Now the family is complete!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-8570204953472551383?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/8570204953472551383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=8570204953472551383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8570204953472551383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/8570204953472551383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/11/zip-8th-wonder-of-world.html' title='Zip the 8th Wonder of the World'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/R0JAn9AMp7I/AAAAAAAAADA/2J4VL1YL5-Y/s72-c/Zip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-1221884997174072773</id><published>2007-11-17T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:27:15.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://azharwood.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-tagged.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Random Facts About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1- I went to Paris in January and fell in love with the city..... I would move there in a heartbeat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133907152658540402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NWtAMp3I/AAAAAAAAACg/LRtw-u8Ficc/s200/DSCN1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2- I went to Honolulu in February- I wouldnt wanna live there, but i would like to return asap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NoNAMp5I/AAAAAAAAACw/kAIDhUJ_dBA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133907453306251154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NoNAMp5I/AAAAAAAAACw/kAIDhUJ_dBA/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3- I went to New York in September - I did not fall in love with the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NgdAMp4I/AAAAAAAAACo/ySJtZm1rhcc/s1600-h/New+York+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133907320162264962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NgdAMp4I/AAAAAAAAACo/ySJtZm1rhcc/s200/New+York+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4- I went to Moscow in October - I definately did not fall in love with the city, or the country but did still appreciate the history of such a place, even when the machine gun toting officer was SCREAMING at me in a language i didnt understand and checking my passport and visa papers!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9OOdAMp6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/qfqqoRgRlWQ/s1600-h/Russia+and+Halloween+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133908110436247458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9OOdAMp6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/qfqqoRgRlWQ/s200/Russia+and+Halloween+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5- I am the luckiest person i know, and with all of the luck comes the polar opposite, i am also the unluckiest person i know.... Luckiest moments in life--- Having my two children running around my home, when i thought we wouldnt be able to have kids.... Unluckiest moment...thinking... Okay there isnt just one, but seriously it is ridiculous the amount of broken bones i have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6- I have the COOLEST job in the world, i am the assistant to the marketing director for this amazing company and it has amazing products and i LOVE going to work every day, i have been there for going on six years and still feel that way everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7- I have a bit of a love affair with vampires... I love them! They are my favorite myth... I have read all of the books on them, even studied and wrote folk lore papers on them for my socialogy class once ( i got an A). i collected all the white wolf vampire comics and i am sure one day they will be worth money (yeah right LOL) and have seen every movie that i have ever run across on them - Including the original Nostferotu (i do not think i spelled that right- It is early in the morning) Well - my latest encounter has been these new Stephanie Meyer books, which are hands down the best vampire books i have ever read (she is a byu graduate) i would even compare her books to being like the harry potter books in their ability to wrap you in the story and keep you. Twilight, New Moon, and Eclipse- I highly recommend them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I tag- Lindsey, Dad, and Derek and Lori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-1221884997174072773?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1221884997174072773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=1221884997174072773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1221884997174072773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/1221884997174072773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-tagged.html' title='Ive been Tagged'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz9NWtAMp3I/AAAAAAAAACg/LRtw-u8Ficc/s72-c/DSCN1339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-7686730770809725228</id><published>2007-11-16T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:53:51.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days in a row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wow! I am sure the newness of this will wear off and i wont find myself posting nearly as much--- but i was online anyways... in a round about way, blackmailing michelle into starting a blog... See- I ummmmmm Have a TON of pictures of her kids because our families are very close... so i kinda made a blog for her and then sent her her own log in information ROTFLMAO! So Michelle has a blog- Look to the side for a link to it- She has joined the darkside. Something else really neat happened last night- Johnathon had scouts, and having the flu doesnt get me out of being mommy, it only gets me out of work- SO i took him over to the den meeting and the floor of the gym had a shiney new finish on it--- See here in bountiful we have one community church, No demonination and it allows all kinds of groups to use the facility, our Scout Troop being one of them (go PACK 3220!!!) It also is where the homeless in bountiful and surrounding areas sleep, and it is also the food pantry for the hungry.... Well last christmas eve - Tim, I and the kids had been extraordinarily blessed... even financially... So i gave the kids two crisp 100.00 dollar bills and gave the the choice - They could either pocket the money, or they could go donate it to the community church to put a new finish on the gym floor, where the scouts play and homeless sleep- the floor was in terrible shape, and it is a very old building- There was asbestos in the floor--- Ofcourse they took the money into the church- found the pastor- and handed him the money... When he asked if they were part of his congregation Johnathon informed him that no- they dont go to church because mom hates church LOL and came back out very proud- well it took alot of months for them to do this... but look here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5Gm9AMpyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lWHhs6_IVlU/s1600-h/Church+Floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133618260273309474" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5Gm9AMpyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lWHhs6_IVlU/s200/Church+Floor.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know that more than my kids donation went into this- there were volunteers who resurfaced it and stuff, but i still feel like the kids really understand the meaning of doing good and taking care of those less fortunate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Okay- Three random facts time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;#1 Johnathon went to scout camp this summer and is leading the flag ceremony at November pack meeting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5H1dAMpzI/AAAAAAAAACA/vvOqmN2e6JE/s1600-h/Scout+Camp+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133619608893040434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5H1dAMpzI/AAAAAAAAACA/vvOqmN2e6JE/s200/Scout+Camp+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;#2 Heather is a manager at the local theater and screamed like crazy today at school when she discovered a bug crawling up her arm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5Iq9AMp0I/AAAAAAAAACI/FrKuVBLwRvM/s1600-h/Homecoming+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133620528016041794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5Iq9AMp0I/AAAAAAAAACI/FrKuVBLwRvM/s200/Homecoming+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;#3 Kerry is afraid of fire - Time however is not - and lit off the biggest package of fireworks this year on the 4th of july and loved it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5JFtAMp1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DQMKXQXEU7w/s1600-h/4th+of+july+and+Johnathons+birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133620987577542482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5JFtAMp1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/DQMKXQXEU7w/s200/4th+of+july+and+Johnathons+birthday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853421158043383031-7686730770809725228?l=wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/feeds/7686730770809725228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=853421158043383031&amp;postID=7686730770809725228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7686730770809725228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853421158043383031/posts/default/7686730770809725228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearetakingtheroadlesstraveled.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two days in a row'/><author><name>The Pack Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163711509545799163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/S8h1WEy9mxI/AAAAAAAACRo/Ya7vLd04iuw/S220/IMG00235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmAqTKUba0/Rz5Gm9AMpyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lWHhs6_IVlU/s72-c/Church+Floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853421158043383031.post-5225692203827825212</id><published>2007-11-15T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:56:19.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sick with the Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let me start this by pointing out two very ironic things.... #1 - the title of my blog--- We take the road less traveled.... I titled it this because in our family, that is what we tend to do, and we encourage each other to do, We dont just walk to the beat of our drum.... We usually run off the drummer! BUT! The ironic thing is- The very reason that i started a blog is that everyone else was doing it.... hardly the road less traveled. I suppose that we will have to find a different way to blog-- I have been lurking around the blogs of my cousins who i have recently seen for the first time in alot of years due to the recent funerals, EVERYONE was talking about these blogs....so then my little sister (:::waving::: Hi lindsey!) started one.... and linked everyone on hers... and from there i got hooked. It is fun to read about what everyone else is doing. I learned more about my own father from looking over his blog, than i learned living with him for the first part of my life.... funny thing about the internet, we just let it all hang out. Ironic thing #2, It took me getting the flu, to slow down enough to accomplish this blog- which i havent gotten to in this time since i started watching them.... Ironic that being sick... i manage to finally get something done..... I am trying to figure out the best way to do this blog... I want to tell you about my family... but i dont want to write an editorial on the history of the packs. It is probably best to let our personalitys just come through in the up coming posts.... I think (I stole this off of Tammys page... which btw. is one of my favorite places to stalk... they always have random stuff happening) That i will make it a tradition to give three random facts about us with each post... That way i dont have to play catch up on the last 14 years..... So seeing as i am done posting... here we go :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;#1 Johnathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a bluebelt in karate, and still pretends he is a puppy at least once a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 Heather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got straight A's first term this year and once got her knee stuck in the banister! Pam cooking spray works just as good as Butter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 Kerry and Tim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dont see eye to eye on hardly anything, BUT we definately agree that our kids our crazy for being a puppy and shoving their knee through the banister!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure my kids will kill me for this! 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