<?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-5511351827660021042</id><updated>2012-01-25T16:48:22.817-07:00</updated><category term='Running'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='tired'/><category term='random'/><category term='Race'/><category term='school'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='summer'/><category term='full time'/><category term='tests'/><category term='Mothers'/><category term='st. patrick&apos;s day'/><category term='survey'/><category term='food'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Zeus'/><category term='Marathon'/><category term='Stone'/><category term='mom'/><category term='sunburns'/><category term='cat'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Training'/><category term='work'/><category term='clean'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Green's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5717915015962748008</id><published>2011-09-27T14:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:25:03.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New House!</title><content type='html'>For the last year {&lt;strike&gt;and two months}&lt;/strike&gt; or so (who's counting ;) Michael and I have been living in his parent's basement. &amp;nbsp;We moved here thinking I was going to start nursing school last fall. &amp;nbsp;When that didn't work out, we decided to save all our little pennies and buy a house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just casually looking throughout the spring and then fell onto something we just completely loved. &amp;nbsp;Destination Homes is building a new townhouse community in South Weber and we bought one of the end units. &amp;nbsp;We were one of the first buyers to be able to pick all of the options, colors, wants, needs, wishes, etc. &amp;nbsp;It was sooo fun to be able to pick our cabinets, countertops, paint, carpet, lighting all of the other options. &amp;nbsp;Surprisingly, we agreed on almost EVERYTHING, and after maybe 5 minutes of one of us debating our wishes or likes, we ended up picking the same thing! &amp;nbsp;The design center assistant was just shocked at how much our tastes were alike and how easily we picked everything together. &amp;nbsp;Like a spaz, I totally forgot my camera to take pictures of all of our stuff like the tile, cabinet, paint! UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The construction was scheduled to be started in October, but we were told if another buyer came in and bought one of the other models in our unit they would start earlier. &amp;nbsp;Someone must have, because they started the dig 2 weeks ago!! I didn't get over to the lot to take pictures of the dig or of the early stages of the footings, but I did get some with the dirt leveled before all the cement was poored! &amp;nbsp;The pictures of the finished house is what ours will look like when its done!! I love the colors that we have on the exterior, and its fun to drive by and just imagine what its going to be like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have scheduled a completion about the last week of December to early January!! AWESOME Christmas present, I think!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yiq9n4Fc6Ss/ToIlRmoteBI/AAAAAAAABCU/lRIzQiKguMA/s1600/DSCN0492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yiq9n4Fc6Ss/ToIlRmoteBI/AAAAAAAABCU/lRIzQiKguMA/s320/DSCN0492.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking from the backyard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYxBYuKOyeE/ToIlUxy0lVI/AAAAAAAABCc/1wgEFJDWLFg/s1600/DSCN0494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SYxBYuKOyeE/ToIlUxy0lVI/AAAAAAAABCc/1wgEFJDWLFg/s320/DSCN0494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that view!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LkFmRJjKq4/ToIlWQhMU7I/AAAAAAAABCg/sCTHpYlf7xk/s1600/DSCN0495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7LkFmRJjKq4/ToIlWQhMU7I/AAAAAAAABCg/sCTHpYlf7xk/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that's our garage!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzn3IbaPnuo/ToIlYLq2kcI/AAAAAAAABCk/d3yl-FjrQGE/s1600/DSCN0496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzn3IbaPnuo/ToIlYLq2kcI/AAAAAAAABCk/d3yl-FjrQGE/s320/DSCN0496.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6o8KS7oucA/ToIlarFX53I/AAAAAAAABCo/snXyjpiZQ8Q/s1600/DSCN0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6o8KS7oucA/ToIlarFX53I/AAAAAAAABCo/snXyjpiZQ8Q/s320/DSCN0497.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Future finished product!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ywtJdesk_IQ/ToIldNcfI_I/AAAAAAAABCs/Hg-eP2LRoBo/s1600/DSCN0498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ywtJdesk_IQ/ToIldNcfI_I/AAAAAAAABCs/Hg-eP2LRoBo/s320/DSCN0498.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTWbl5hO1Hc/ToIlf914f4I/AAAAAAAABCw/0HdEUsN6U-0/s1600/DSCN0499.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sTWbl5hO1Hc/ToIlf914f4I/AAAAAAAABCw/0HdEUsN6U-0/s320/DSCN0499.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5717915015962748008?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5717915015962748008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5717915015962748008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5717915015962748008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-house.html' title='New House!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yiq9n4Fc6Ss/ToIlRmoteBI/AAAAAAAABCU/lRIzQiKguMA/s72-c/DSCN0492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6515794660932606680</id><published>2011-07-17T23:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:18:47.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My college experience started almost 5 {long} years ago.&amp;nbsp; I always knew I could go to college, and graduate, but didn't quite know what I wanted to major in.&amp;nbsp; My classes in high school were based around the medical field and I thought I wanted to be a nurse, but after some health classes and teachers scaring me about what CNAs do, I changed my mind.&amp;nbsp; Once I started at Weber, I decided my major was going to be Dental Hygiene, however; that didn't last very long after I trained in a dental office.&amp;nbsp; After some medical issues of my own, I tried out Nutrition as a major... That changed {again} after all the chemistry classes.&amp;nbsp; Finally... I settled on nursing after getting a job in Labor and Delivery.&amp;nbsp; So for the last two years, I have been applying to nursing school and finishing up the prerequisite classes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the last few months, I have been talking to people in the neighborhood about nursing school and was very lucky to have someone tell me that they could try to help.&amp;nbsp; They make some calls and had me sit down with the Pre-Admissions adviser at the DATC the day before the applications were due on June 17th.&amp;nbsp; When we sat down, she pulled apart my application and started to score it.&amp;nbsp; She gave me my final total of 10.25 (if I got full points on the Personal Letter) out of 14.&amp;nbsp; She then proceeded to tell me (since I am sure she could read every emotion on my face despite my best intentions of hiding my disappointment of the lower score) that most people who get accepted have a score of 10.75.&amp;nbsp; Depending on the amount of applicants and the scores, I had a good chance of being an alternate, or a slight chance of being accepted.&amp;nbsp; We talked about how I could increase my score - applying again and getting re-applications points (a bump of .25), or start to take classes over and get A's instead of the B's or B-'s and raise my GPA.&amp;nbsp; This last suggestion was daunting as I could have to take 3 very hard classes over and do even better than the very good effort I had already put in.&amp;nbsp; One last word of advice that she gave me was that the first 10 students to be accepted and all of the for-sure rejection letters went out very early.&amp;nbsp; I would most likely be one of the last to hear because I was right in the maybe-maybe not range and the longer it took, the better chance I had. I walked away from that interview/meeting preparing myself that it was going to be at least another year, or longer before I would be going to nursing school.&amp;nbsp; I have been asked many times in the last week or two about my nursing school status and kept telling people, the longer it takes to get this letter, the better.&amp;nbsp; I was really hoping not to hear from the school for another month (based on what she told me).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Today, after I finished lunch, Michael came into the kitchen and handed me some mail.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed it without really glancing at it and kept talking.&amp;nbsp; Once I looked at it, my heart just sank.&amp;nbsp; It was "too soon" to be getting this letter, it had to be bad news. I really didn't have it in me to open a third rejection letter.&amp;nbsp; I sat holding the envelope for at least five minutes with Michael asking if he wanted him to open it for me.&amp;nbsp; I finally just figured, it says what it says, I might as well just get it over with, open it and move on.&amp;nbsp; I slowly opened the envelope, only seeing the bottom portion of the letter.&amp;nbsp; I looked more towards the top and saw the words "that begins on Jan. 2, 2012" I just froze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I thought to myself... "They wouldn't be telling me when nursing school starts if I wasn't at least an alternate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I ripped the rest of the envelope, fully opened the letter, and yelped!! I honestly couldn't believe what I had read...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected for admission to the Practical Nursing Program at the Davis Applied Technology College that begins on Jan. 2, 2012." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wasn't just an alternate... I was ACCEPTED!!!&amp;nbsp; I just started crying, I couldn't believe this day was finally here. It was the best surprise that I could have gotten.&amp;nbsp; I had been having a tough week, been working tons and just tired.&amp;nbsp; I needed some good news!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I will start my first year of nursing school (Practical  Nursing) at the DATC in January 2012 and then will apply for the RN  Completion program through Weber State University taught at the DATC in  Kaysville.&amp;nbsp; This will be the second year, or last two semesters of the  program leading to an Associate's of Science in Nursing. I will be doing  4 semesters, January 2012, August 2012, January 2013 and May 2013 and  will finish the end of August 2013.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I still don't really believe it and have looked at this letter at least a dozen times to make sure it really does say what I think it does... It does :)&amp;nbsp; I don't quite know how to explain my emotions, but I do know that I am in for one crazy ride!! I have been waiting a long time for this so I will definitely make the most of it and try to remember how much effort I put in and how much it means to be to have this accomplishment!&amp;nbsp; So all of you in my life... When I start complaining about how tired I am, how much I hate studying, how much I just wish I was done with school, remind me how long it took, how many tears, how many sleepless nights, and how much this means to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thank you so much to all of those who have shared in this journey, who have contributed to my applications, and all of you who support and love me... I couldn't have done it without a SINGLE ONE OF YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6515794660932606680?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6515794660932606680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/07/acceptance-letter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6515794660932606680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6515794660932606680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/07/acceptance-letter.html' title='Acceptance Letter'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1020175866849485184</id><published>2011-06-24T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:04:02.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked...</title><content type='html'>I'm totally hooked. I am always finding stuff online that I want to go back and look at, do, find, etc. and now I have the perfect way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1539887388"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not the first to find this but it's so fun! I have found a few friends on their and that just feeds into this {&lt;strike&gt;obsession&lt;/strike&gt;} new found fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I was told by my husband today that this is pure {sex} ?!?&amp;nbsp; He was drooling...&amp;nbsp; I do have to admit that seeing him on this bad boy would be SEXY :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jVDtvUrR08/TgTtVgImg1I/AAAAAAAAA-A/bIDuw5OkFEA/s1600/Night+Rod+Special.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jVDtvUrR08/TgTtVgImg1I/AAAAAAAAA-A/bIDuw5OkFEA/s400/Night+Rod+Special.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-1020175866849485184?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1020175866849485184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/06/hooked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1020175866849485184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1020175866849485184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/06/hooked.html' title='Hooked...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jVDtvUrR08/TgTtVgImg1I/AAAAAAAAA-A/bIDuw5OkFEA/s72-c/Night+Rod+Special.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1014039698951102214</id><published>2011-06-13T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:30:29.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>So... I have been out of the blogging world for quite some time.  Life has been a little crazy, and well... Blogging took a complete back seat.  Plus, I just didn't feel like I had anything blog-worthy to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now I do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; blog! I recently started to make a lot of car seat tents and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;{hesitantly}&lt;/span&gt; started to sell them.&amp;nbsp; I am totally aware that I am not the only one to sell these nifty things, but I do have a unique edge ;)&amp;nbsp; I crochet the edges of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you must go look at them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://honeysucklecanopies.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-1014039698951102214?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1014039698951102214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1014039698951102214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1014039698951102214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5155380417327184370</id><published>2010-07-05T01:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:55:50.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today I had to say a very emotional goodbye.  My brother Anthony is leaving on his mission in less than a week.  He is flying out from Idaho Falls airport very early on Thursday morning and I am not able to go up to see him off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family spent the holiday weekend in Island Park, ID and I had to say goodbye to him from there.  I had a lot of fun just hanging out and getting to see him this week since he spent the whole week in Utah and then we drove up together on Saturday morning.  I haven't ever had to say a true goodbye to him before because I always knew it would only be a few months before I saw him again, or even just a few days before we talked again.  Not this time.  He is leaving to another country for 2 whole years!! I know I will be able to email him or write letters, but its not the same :(  Me and Anthony are super close and we talk often and just "get" each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he is going away for a very good and special reason, but I still am going to miss him so much and its just hard.  I have never "sent" anyone off on a mission before and at this moment, I am not liking it!! I am so proud of him getting to this point and I love him to death! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn kid, just has to go off and leave. Not fair ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5155380417327184370?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5155380417327184370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5155380417327184370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5155380417327184370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8536825314850821353</id><published>2010-05-06T12:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:48:04.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms - Checkout the giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Make It and Love It&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to go checkout her giveaway. 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Enjoy! (Just try and keep track of the time cause your computer might swallow you up like it did me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog.&amp;nbsp; A &lt;b&gt;blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;a contraction of the term "&lt;b&gt;web log&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;  is a type of website, usually maintained by an individual with  regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material  such as graphics or video. Entries are commonly displayed in  reverse-chronological order. "Blog" can also be used as a verb, meaning &lt;i&gt;to  maintain or add content to a blog&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reallybadhairday.blogspot.com/"&gt;This lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is awesome.&amp;nbsp; She speaks her mind and inspires at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I have only read some of her most recent posts, but I could spend more hours just reading.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was about 4 blogs deep when I found &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.susieharrisblog.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Can you say creative? Wow... I want a mind, house, and time like she has!! I hope one day, I have a house that I can decorate from garage sales, for cheap and make it look like a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of a home, I have been following &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsthelittlethingsthatmakeahouseahome.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for months and like the previous one, one word just sums her up. Creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I would love a sewing machine.&amp;nbsp; Why? Well, my mom made just about ALL of my dresses and clothes when I was little.&amp;nbsp; She would go "shopping" at places like Nordstrom and would just study their $100 dresses for 4 year olds.&amp;nbsp; She would then re-create them for cheap!! I want to do that for my future little girl, and with ideas from &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a future little boy! I just need more than 24 hours in a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to fellow bloggers out there who share their creative minds with others.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't just have to be crafty, thrifty, or outwardly-talented people.&amp;nbsp; I also like reading about other people's lives.&amp;nbsp; I only have my life and I can get very wrapped up in it, my issues, my struggles, my problems, my mistakes, etc.&amp;nbsp; I love knowing that there are others who are struggling like me and maybe I can share my experiences, my knowledge or just my words to them and help them.&amp;nbsp; I don't know that I do that often, but just maybe... So for those of you who do read this, and in that little, tiny, off-the-wall chance that I do help, I am honored.&amp;nbsp; But those of you who don't read this, but I do follow, or read, your blogs, thanks for helping me be a better me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6109817149652881617?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6109817149652881617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6109817149652881617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6109817149652881617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog.html' title='[ blog ]'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7828724354628896462</id><published>2010-02-22T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:33:41.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax RETURN</title><content type='html'>So I know many people out there HATE doing taxes, but for a few reasons, I don't mind them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I am very proud to have a job, especially in this economy!&lt;br /&gt;2. There are people out there that need the help of the government, and I help them by working and paying taxes. I may complain about the illegal aliens in our country, living off our hard earned money, feeling entitled, but who am &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to judge who needs it the most.&amp;nbsp; I know I am doing my best, working hard.&amp;nbsp; The Lord will judge the people who are taking something and giving nothing, but as for me, my conscience is clear knowing I am doing my part. Okay... enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I am getting a great education (even if I may complain about the load) provided to me by the government! We love student grants :)&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE GETTING A RETURN!! Whether we use it for paying off bills, saving it, or getting ourselves a little reward, it's always nice to get something back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for tax returns! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S4Lp1MEGIbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/eAJ_lgBY5Uk/s1600-h/money.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S4Lp1MEGIbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/eAJ_lgBY5Uk/s400/money.jpg" width="266" /&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/5511351827660021042-7828724354628896462?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7828724354628896462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-i-know-many-people-out-there-hate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7828724354628896462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7828724354628896462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-i-know-many-people-out-there-hate.html' title='Tax RETURN'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S4Lp1MEGIbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/eAJ_lgBY5Uk/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7413503149440218722</id><published>2010-02-16T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:13:48.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my wonderful surprise while at work on Friday.&amp;nbsp; Michael had these shipped to me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't come bloomed like this however, they were almost frozen!&amp;nbsp; Today, they are nearly all bloomed and are supposed to last for WEEKS!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kitty, Zoe, loves them ALMOST as much as me ;)&amp;nbsp; She keeps batting at them and trying to eat the flowers! Grrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't I have the sweetest and most thoughtful husband?!? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; think so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rspkBV0yI/AAAAAAAAAec/gHqrAeo68RM/s1600-h/Random+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rspkBV0yI/AAAAAAAAAec/gHqrAeo68RM/s320/Random+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rsv94C_3I/AAAAAAAAAek/DNLjAPGYVbk/s1600-h/Random+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rsv94C_3I/AAAAAAAAAek/DNLjAPGYVbk/s320/Random+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rs1wQ1tII/AAAAAAAAAes/fTkdoRvp878/s1600-h/Random+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rs1wQ1tII/AAAAAAAAAes/fTkdoRvp878/s320/Random+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rs7xWSaFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/K-PXrWoBgr0/s1600-h/Random+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rs7xWSaFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/K-PXrWoBgr0/s320/Random+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rtB2bir1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/wOG0mh0Lhzo/s1600-h/Random+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rtB2bir1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/wOG0mh0Lhzo/s320/Random+044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7413503149440218722?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7413503149440218722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7413503149440218722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7413503149440218722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-surprise.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Surprise'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3rspkBV0yI/AAAAAAAAAec/gHqrAeo68RM/s72-c/Random+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8400201502664557181</id><published>2010-02-09T13:50:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:08:51.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HN-UgPgYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/PBueZweKlwI/s1600-h/Adios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HN-UgPgYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/PBueZweKlwI/s320/Adios.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436352695752425858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't even contain my excitement! My parents are FINALLY moving back up this direction! They will be moving to Idaho Falls, Idaho in the next few months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are leaving this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNB0hLP9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/i_TtQqDmEUI/s1600-h/Beaumont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNB0hLP9I/AAAAAAAAAd0/i_TtQqDmEUI/s320/Beaumont.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436351656374255570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HM9mhP0QI/AAAAAAAAAds/oIEShnS6uaw/s1600-h/Beaumont2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HM9mhP0QI/AAAAAAAAAds/oIEShnS6uaw/s320/Beaumont2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436351583896981762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To live here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNtoJJfzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ETm0XkeS2lk/s1600-h/IF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNtoJJfzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ETm0XkeS2lk/s320/IF1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436352408966496050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNzC7zfoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6cTj9j7rFXg/s1600-h/IF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HNzC7zfoI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6cTj9j7rFXg/s320/IF2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436352502057631362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say its a trade up! They will be only 200 miles away instead of 800!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HOC2JxzQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Od_ePG7lEXM/s1600-h/Idaho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HOC2JxzQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Od_ePG7lEXM/s320/Idaho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436352773504486658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HM9mhP0QI/AAAAAAAAAds/oIEShnS6uaw/s1600-h/Beaumont2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HMsdM60-I/AAAAAAAAAdk/Rk2uDsQYlIs/s1600-h/Beaumont.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-8400201502664557181?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/8400201502664557181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/idaho-falls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8400201502664557181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8400201502664557181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/idaho-falls.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/S3HN-UgPgYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/PBueZweKlwI/s72-c/Adios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3430444624270105210</id><published>2010-02-07T04:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T04:37:16.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it, the time has come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elderanthonysowellsmission.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Check out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the big upcoming event!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3430444624270105210?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3430444624270105210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3430444624270105210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3430444624270105210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/02/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2799152596090281483</id><published>2010-01-27T13:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:51:27.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we are alive, barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School... well worth it.  Work... necessary. Friends... We'll see ya in the summer. Family... We still love ya even if we don't see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2799152596090281483?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2799152596090281483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/01/alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2799152596090281483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2799152596090281483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2010/01/alive.html' title='....'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6330537932396405441</id><published>2009-12-31T11:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:14:56.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of Life</title><content type='html'>The fall and winter season have been CRAZY for us! With Michael swamped with school and work and I was working overtime every week, we hardly had anytime to see each other, let alone do anything worth posting about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael finished his fall semester strong and FINALLY being done with all that math junk he hates so much.  :)  I have been racking up the savings account (actually paying off bills but that is what I wish I was doing) covering for a lady at work who has been out since Nov 1 and will still be gone until the end of January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael and I sat down and plotted the rest of his semesters and when he could do specific classes so we didn't waste a single thing and could get him done as soon as humanly possible and we figured out... He has 3 more 12 credit semester left! WHOO HOOO!! There is an end in sight and we couldn't be more happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting one more semester at Weber to finish all the non-nursing classes that I have left. I already have my Associate's in General Studies so I will NEVER have to go through that again but I still have Physiology and Pathophysiology to finish so I won't have to do that in the middle of the nursing program and that will go by faster.  I will also be taking a CNA class until the middle of March so I can get experience (hopefully) before starting the Nursing program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Holidays... I didn't have to work Thanksgiving and we got to spend a very mellow and relaxing one with Michael's parents in Layton.  (Sorry no camera = no pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I just about missed all the Christmas festivities this year.  My parents stayed in Cali and it was the Green's year for Christmas Eve and I was scheduled to work from 5 pm to 11 pm that night and missed all the present opening that night.  Christmas Day we woke up to French Toast and then quickly opened presents for the remaining family that slept at the Green's house.  I had to work from 11 am to 5 pm that day and came home and crashed on the couch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the presents we got: Michael - A zip-up hoodie, 2 shirts, cologne, a tie, a Holister gift card and Budweiser BBQ sauce.  Tara - 2 pairs of jeans, 2 shirts, socks, jammie pants, earrings, bracelts, perfume and lotion.  Michael and Tara - A CAMERA!! We were told we were getting a different camera than we actually did so my parents got us the wrong memory card so again, no pictures! :( My parents gave us a hard case for our new camera, Roger gave us an external harddrive with ALL his iTunes music on it! (SOOOOO MANY SONGS!!!!!) and the day after Thanksgiving we purchased our first BED! It is so comfy and it was very much needed! Our other was sunk in from the sides and sunk in from the top and bottom, no needless to say, our bottoms were almost down to the box springs! Not so comfy... We got ourselves a queen sized bed and a new bed set! I absolutely love our new comforter and bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very spoiled this Christmas but will efficiently use every single thing we got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas Michael's side of the family headed to South Jordan and into the District to see the movie Sherlock Holmes.  As far as I know, everyone enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Holidays have been good ones and we were happy to see those family and friends that we could with my work schedule and really missed the ones that we didn't get to see.  We hope this new year brings as much as last year did!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6330537932396405441?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6330537932396405441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/12/update-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6330537932396405441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6330537932396405441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/12/update-of-life.html' title='Update of Life'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2327420822578949554</id><published>2009-10-16T03:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T03:30:13.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Ramblings</title><content type='html'>So... I am WIDE awake and have been for more than 2 hours (It is 3:00 am...) and am completely showered, dressed and ready for the day.  Only problem is, I don't have anywhere to be until 5.  This is the only downside to my job.  I work both day and night shifts and it throws me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been posting much lately because, well, ALL I do is work and sleep!! I worked 62ish hours last week and another 40 this week for what is going to be the biggest paycheck I have ever received.  Even though I will like this paycheck, I will probably not work that much too often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my brother Anthony the other day saying he was coming to Utah! Whoo hoo! He is riding up with a friend and his sister(s?) for some type of shower (baby, bridal?) and was offered to just tag along.  He will be here from Friday night to Monday night.  Short trip, but hey, I probably wouldn't pass up a quick visit down to Cali to see my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job has really 'inspired' me about what I would like to do/be when I grow up!  I have come full circle and decided NURSING! HA!  Its a job that is always in high demand, pays well, is flexible on schedule and I think would be fun in the right area.  I probably wont get into any nursing program for at least a year, but probably more like 2 or so, and that is OK with me! I will be able to work to help pay off some bills, and let Michael get done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going down to St. George next week with our friends the Morley's to enjoy a relaxing weekend.  I am so excited about this trip because.... I GET TO SEE THRILLER AT TUACHAN!! I LOVE Thriller, have only seen it once, but still, LOVE IT!  We will be there in a week and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't think of much else because 1) its WAY too early in the morning, 2) We lead a very basic and boring life of working-college students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya enjoyed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2327420822578949554?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2327420822578949554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-morning-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2327420822578949554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2327420822578949554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-morning-ramblings.html' title='Early Morning Ramblings'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6259597191614920314</id><published>2009-10-02T14:56:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:31:25.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19th Birthday Anthony!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was my little brother Anthony's 19th birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will soon find out if he is going to be going on a mission... He is still awaiting an official "YES" from the Bishop... But it should be anytime now that he receives that and will get to turn his papers in.  Keep him in your prayers and keep the fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Little Man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZvfP09mdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/t4ppWuOO6JE/s1600-h/Anthony+8+yrs+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZvfP09mdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/t4ppWuOO6JE/s320/Anthony+8+yrs+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116586810677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anthony on Baptism Day (8 yrs old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZvw9TYz9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/qVZLOqI6PRo/s1600-h/Anthony+Preisthood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZvw9TYz9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/qVZLOqI6PRo/s320/Anthony+Preisthood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388116891075661778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anthony receiving the Priesthood (12 yrs old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZwMDCeypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/COT9zHhnTbc/s1600-h/Anthony+17+yrs+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZwMDCeypI/AAAAAAAAAYs/COT9zHhnTbc/s320/Anthony+17+yrs+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388117356471831186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony's High School Dance (16 yrs old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZwoRa3YMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KVUKY1RqyyA/s1600-h/Anthony+18+years+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZwoRa3YMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/KVUKY1RqyyA/s320/Anthony+18+years+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388117841368539330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and Tara&lt;br /&gt;(almost 19... not such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; brother anymore...)&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/5511351827660021042-6259597191614920314?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6259597191614920314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-19th-birthday-anthony.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6259597191614920314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6259597191614920314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-19th-birthday-anthony.html' title='Happy 19th Birthday Anthony!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SsZvfP09mdI/AAAAAAAAAYM/t4ppWuOO6JE/s72-c/Anthony+8+yrs+old.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4444407844068185317</id><published>2009-09-30T22:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:36:52.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;** WARNING ** LONG POST AHEAD **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About six weeks ago, I had a bout of panic of going back to school, working, preparing for the temple, and trying to fit in having any time with my husband.  Michael and I took some time to talk, pray and decide a new path for me.  After some heavy conversation between ourselves and the Lord, we decided that I would take some time off of school now that I have my Associate's degree.  A full time job sorta fell into my lap the week before and I was totally psyched for it and was able to take it after this big decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not QUIT school to those of you who are appalled at what you just read, I am just taking some time off from it.  Michael's education is the most important of the two right now since he would like to be the breadwinner of the family.  He has 3 semesters after this one to complete and then we can go from there for me!  I have also (again) come to a crossroads in what I want to be when I grow up.  In high school, I wanted to be in the medical field and went to the best high school because all my classes were medical based! I had thought about nursing or just something in the health field.  My senior year I decided that maybe Dental would be that field.  I started out college in the path of Dental Hygiene but after a year or so, I just felt bored of the subject.  I took some time to think about my major and after some health scares, I decided NUTRITION!! I did that again for a year and decided, hmmmm... Maybe its not for me.  This is now where I am and have been taking this time off from school to think about what I want to do.  I have thought again about Nursing - especially since I work with a bajillion of them!  I still have time to think about that though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new shift in Labor and Delivery as a full time clerk started a week ago Tuesday.  I have been working both night and day shifts (rough!) starting at 5 am or 5 pm working twelve hour shifts.  I have loved the job so far and think that the more I get to know the nurses and other co-workers, the more I will love the job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today started out as any other night shift day causing me to sleep until 1:00 in the afternoon.  I get up, eat some cereal, check out things on the computer, get ready and head out the door.  Some may criticize me, but I have been donating plasma.  I usually do NOT have a problem with this, but today was not the usual.  I got there and it took 40 minutes to get to a bed compared with the usual 15.  It also took 1 hour 15 minutes to donate when it usually takes 40-50.  My dumb veins kept collapsing and I was done with the process about half way through, unfortunately, I had to go until the machine said I was finished.  Well, I was feeling all fine and dandy and drove over to the hospital for work.  I got all settled and started pulling up all the necessary programs on the computer.  My arm bandage from the poke was seriously hindering my tasks and speed so I figured after an hour or so, my poke site was fine and I could take it off.  I took off the bandage like normal and all of a sudden the hole started oozing/gushing blood.  "Oh Boy" was my first thought and I put the gauze back on.  I had cut through the stretchy band so I couldn't put it back on so one of the nurses went to get some gauze and tape. I sat down to wait for her and was feeling slightly lightheaded so I put my head down on the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know I am curled up on the floor looking up at the nurse.  She asked why I was on the floor and the only thing I could think of what that I fell.  I guess I blacked out again because the next thing I remember was being in a very bright hallway and moving.  They had gotten me on to a gurney and rolled me down through the trauma elevator to the ER.  My blood pressure had dropped down to 67/33!!  It took me a good 30 minutes to fully come to.  The nurse had called Michael to tell him I was in the ER, but I was Okay.  They gave me a whole liter of fluids and watched my blood pressure slowly rise back to normal.  After the liter of fluids and an 10oz cup of water, the doctor had me do a lap around the ER to see if I could stand on my own without passing out again.  When they released me (and hour and half after the episode) my blood pressure was back up to a better level of 102/59.  We figured out that I fainted because I saw my own blood (which has never made me queasy before) and the fact that I hadn't eaten, had very little plasma left in me, and that I have a dumb medication that lowers my blood pressure while trying to fight migraines.  Well, I self prescribed to stop taking that dumb medication so that this never happens again, that and no longer doing plasma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I work in a hospital where it took less than one minute to get me down to the ER and be treated.  Thanks to all the wonderful nurses (who I haven't worked with yet &amp;amp; who I scared to death) That helped me get to a place where I could be taken care of.  I seriously hope that was the last time that ever happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4444407844068185317?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4444407844068185317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-on-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4444407844068185317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4444407844068185317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-on-life.html' title='Update on Life'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3921957785861041650</id><published>2009-08-10T12:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:46:48.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's already been a year! Our anniversary technically was yesterday, but we celebrated on Saturday by going to Cirque de Soleil's Saltimbanco down at the E Center. It was so fun!! Neither one of us have ever been to one of those types of shows so we both enjoyed it a lot! Thanks to Pepsi - We sat up in their Suite and enjoyed an awesome view! Unfortunately I couldn't take any pictures as it would be detrimental to the performers and their concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went and had dessert at the Melting Pot (YUM!) Sorry - no pictures again (I am lame, I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had quite the year and have been very blessed are so ready to start the next year together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-e8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-e8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107884813800&amp;amp;site=widget-e8.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107884813800&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p1/3530822107884813800/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107884813800&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p2/3530822107884813800/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107884813800&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p4/3530822107884813800/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3921957785861041650?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3921957785861041650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3921957785861041650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3921957785861041650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-year-anniversary.html' title='One Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8267105064116934235</id><published>2009-08-06T12:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:31:43.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Dreaming?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnsqLl8FZrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tcReItdOFRA/s1600-h/Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnsqLl8FZrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tcReItdOFRA/s400/Temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366929759593129650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or did I just get the best news of this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael and I met with our Bishop last night, and I know this may be jumping the gun saying this, but... We have been given a time frame for the temple!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;OCTOBER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole time we were talking to him, and before he even said October, I just kept hearing October in my mind.  When we told him that my brother is working toward going through for his mission and also Michael's brother and wife are going to be sealed (finally! after so much waiting) in October and our bishop said that is a VERY possible date. He still wants to pray and ponder on it, but still... WE HAVE A TIME FRAME!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday felt like such a glowing day to me.  I have been getting back into my habit of reading my scriptures and praying, even more diligently than before and I just felt like it is coming up, and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me about this &lt;a href="http://www.readthescriptures.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; where you can make a schedule of how you want to read the scriptures or articles published by the Church, and it will email it to you and keep you on track!!&lt;br /&gt;One of my assignments from the Bishop is to finish the Book Of Mormon by the time I go through the Temple, I have a goal of 60 days, so by October 1 I should be done with the BOM... So far... That is 105 verses each day!! HOLY COW!  Guess I better read fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we still have some work to do and I know that temptations are going to be thrown in our path, but I just wanted to share our happy news :o) (Even if it still preliminary)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-8267105064116934235?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/8267105064116934235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8267105064116934235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8267105064116934235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-dreaming.html' title='Am I Dreaming?'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnsqLl8FZrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/tcReItdOFRA/s72-c/Temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8708343923724128182</id><published>2009-08-05T12:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:28:56.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Like A Girl</title><content type='html'>I love this new country song by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjr-Rur2D_c"&gt;Bomshel&lt;/a&gt;... It has a good message and its also for Breast Cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-8708343923724128182?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/8708343923724128182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/fight-like-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8708343923724128182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8708343923724128182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/08/fight-like-girl.html' title='Fight Like A Girl'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4444029431645994526</id><published>2009-07-29T22:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:58:27.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches...</title><content type='html'>For the last six years I have been dealing with headaches. For about two years now, I have been dealing with CONSTANT headaches and frequent, severe migraines (one or two a WEEK!)  I have been seeing Dr.'s since January of this year (thank goodness for insurance) and have gone through 3 medications, and 2 MRI's and have FINALLY come to some conclusion as to why my head always hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the neurologist today to get the results of my MRI of the neck to see if there were any significant findings. I was happy (relative, mind you) to find that there was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnEoNehvcYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nGVrm6fRBI0/s1600-h/Neck+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnEoNehvcYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nGVrm6fRBI0/s400/Neck+Pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364112843172966786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The muscles in my neck have been pulled so tight as to bow the bones in my neck "backwards". The cause of this is stress... Who, me?! HA! (Those who know me well, know... well, I stress, A LOT - what can I say, I am a perfectionist) My stress causes the neck muscles to tighten and after years and years of built up stress, my neck has bent backward! This didn't scare me much because I know that muscles (usually) don't have permanent damage to them and can be worked with and trained into better shape. Then, the Dr. told me ... IT IS FIXABLE!!!! I finally have been able to find some light at the end of the tunnel and I cannot even express how good that felt today when he said that is was just exercising my neck that would most likely fix this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treatment is FREE! I just have to do a little exercise 3 times a day to strengthen the neck muscles to help pull the bones back into the right place. For the first two weeks of this exercise, the Dr. said my headaches will get worse as the muscles are being strained back and they aren't used to it so the tension will be much worse. I can handle two weeks (compared to SIX YEARS!) After that, I should start seeing improvements in the severity and the frequency of the migraines and even the daily headaches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what it feels like to wake up without a headache.  I honestly don't know what it feels like to live without a constant pull, pound, or throb in my head.  I don't know what it will feel like when I don't have a headache or a migraine causing my vision to blur, or my stomach to flip cause it hurts to bad... Believe me, I will definitely let you know when I find this out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4444029431645994526?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4444029431645994526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/headaches.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4444029431645994526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4444029431645994526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/headaches.html' title='Headaches...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SnEoNehvcYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nGVrm6fRBI0/s72-c/Neck+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5501516703349289720</id><published>2009-07-27T13:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:24:32.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life's Too Short"</title><content type='html'>"Life's Too Short" by Kellie Pickler is one of my favorite songs of hers - Its not on any of her CD's, but I found it and I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sm3-zXgNHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xtGNywBG_Rs/s1600-h/Kellie+Pickler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sm3-zXgNHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xtGNywBG_Rs/s400/Kellie+Pickler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363222889704005250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little voice In the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;Keeps telling me that I'm not good enough&lt;br /&gt;Not strong enough&lt;br /&gt;Little girl somewhere in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Under the covers cause she too scared of everything&lt;br /&gt;To try anything&lt;br /&gt;She talks all that trash telling me I should just give up&lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror put on my mascara&lt;br /&gt;And tell her to just shutup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's too short to hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;To try to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;So quit wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;The days go by way to fast&lt;br /&gt;To let anything hold you back&lt;br /&gt;So don't cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's too short to hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every cover of every magazine&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel like your not thin enough&lt;br /&gt;Not pretty enough&lt;br /&gt;But a stupid pair old blue jeans&lt;br /&gt;That don't quite fit can ruin your day&lt;br /&gt;And you beat yourself up you beat yourself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blue jeans ain't nothing but fabric and buttons&lt;br /&gt;They don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;They cant make you beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Baby your beautiful so throw 'em away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's too short too hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;To try to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;So quit wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;The days go by way to fast&lt;br /&gt;To let anything hold you back&lt;br /&gt;so don't cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's too short to hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Just look at this beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;To try to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;So quit wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;The days go by way to fast&lt;br /&gt;To let anything hold you back&lt;br /&gt;So don't cry anymore&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's too short to hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hate yourself&lt;br /&gt;To hate yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5501516703349289720?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5501516703349289720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-too-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5501516703349289720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5501516703349289720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-too-short.html' title='&quot;Life&apos;s Too Short&quot;'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sm3-zXgNHoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xtGNywBG_Rs/s72-c/Kellie+Pickler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-316308992813979836</id><published>2009-07-15T08:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:05:52.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Private!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sl3wHcJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qRLmfRTkC0Q/s1600-h/Trespassing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sl3wHcJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qRLmfRTkC0Q/s320/Trespassing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358703142248594050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, its that time! We need to go private and that means, I need your emails if you want to stay connected...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-316308992813979836?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/316308992813979836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-private.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/316308992813979836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/316308992813979836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-private.html' title='Going Private!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sl3wHcJ_OoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qRLmfRTkC0Q/s72-c/Trespassing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8452043548704021199</id><published>2009-07-12T12:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:50:45.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Run Forrest Run...</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, July 11, I ran my first official race.  It was a 10k through Farmington City for their Festival Days.  It started out at Farmington Elementary and ran south through the city then west to the Frontage Road and back through the Lagoon Trail and Farmington Creek Trail. I have been training for this for the past 4 weeks (I took 2 weeks off due to a full schudule - bad idea!) I have never ran that far in one shot before but I tried to keep a good pace and I finished pretty good, much faster than I thought, maybe faster than I should. I ran it in 1 hour, 11 minutes and 11 seconds which means a 12 minute mile... Not good for a seasoned runner, but I am very satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael met me at the finish line (he pretended he was going to go into work - but I knew better (:  I am very much hurting all over today, can't really walk, but I am just glad I finished! We went out to breakfast at Doug and Emmy's and refueled and then went over to Michael's parent's house and relaxed and played in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SlowLfzGGRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UAcnsWOKgLg/s1600-h/S5003900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SlowLfzGGRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UAcnsWOKgLg/s320/S5003900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357647680783128850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SloqnF0Su5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/imW4XbQwia8/s1600-h/S5003905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SloqnF0Su5I/AAAAAAAAAUg/imW4XbQwia8/s320/S5003905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357641557775399826" 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/5511351827660021042-8452043548704021199?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/8452043548704021199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-forrest-run.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8452043548704021199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8452043548704021199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-forrest-run.html' title='Run Forrest Run...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SlowLfzGGRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UAcnsWOKgLg/s72-c/S5003900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3577167526072588186</id><published>2009-06-20T21:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:40:12.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GET OFF THE ROAD!!!!</title><content type='html'>So Michael and I decided that we needed to get out of the house for a few minutes after being shut in the house all day.  We went over to Blockbuster on 12th street to return some videos and get some others for tomorrow.  On our way back, we encountered the most idiotic, stupid, retarded, MINDLESS drivers in Ogden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk you through our driving experience.  We are facing east, pulling out of McDonald's onto Washington that is just North of Blockbuster to get back to 12th street.  We pull into the median and get in the left turn lane that turns east onto 12th street. We are sitting there waiting for the green turn light, just watching traffic and talking, when we notice that the east-bound traffic on 12th is coming to a yellow and the turn lanes are getting ready to turn red.  Well... The one car that is definitely going to be needing to go (and the ONLY car that has the right of way over the white line) goes and then the NEXT TWO GO!!! Yes, two more BLATANTLY run the RED light!!! I mean, MY turn light is GREEN and they are turning! Oh, but it gets better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I start idling forward slowly to turn as you usually are cautious (or at least I am) to make sure no more dumb@'s aren't going to run more red lights, good thing I waited because, oh yes, more did!  We had green TURN lights so that meant there were no GREEN lights for straight North-South-bound traffic on Washington.  Well, that didn't stop this dumb expedition from barreling on through my turn light like it was his right of way to go.  If I hadn't been watching so closely, Michael would have been hit on the passenger side and my car would have been TOAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... all you red-light runners, dumb@ drivers - DON'T DRIVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3577167526072588186?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3577167526072588186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-off-road.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3577167526072588186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3577167526072588186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-off-road.html' title='GET OFF THE ROAD!!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3118999929436972739</id><published>2009-06-18T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:14:00.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scentsy Consultant?!?!</title><content type='html'>So I have been thinking lately, and have been trying to decide if I want to become a &lt;a href="http://www.scentsy.net/"&gt;Scentsy&lt;/a&gt; consultant or if I just want to try and find one in the Ogden area.  I have been using Scentsy for about two years now and I love it, Michael does too.  I have blown out the little light bulb in my warmers and now our house doesn't always smell as good when I come home and I miss it.  When I moved and changed jobs, I lost my scentsy contact and I would like to have one when I want new things.  So my dilema is... Do I become a consultant or just find one??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote at the upper left hand corner, or leave comments!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3118999929436972739?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3118999929436972739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/scentsy-consultant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3118999929436972739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3118999929436972739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/scentsy-consultant.html' title='Scentsy Consultant?!?!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7404531598599392951</id><published>2009-06-18T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:57:43.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall Secret :)</title><content type='html'>Since many have been wondering what the wall secret is (and since I stole it anyway...) I will tell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FRAMES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a way cute font online and I fit it to some frames I bought for my wedding (5x7 and 4x6) and I just made the letters to be between 350 and 600 pt. font and then printed them off on colored cardstock and cut them to fit the frame and just hung the frame on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do a little math to get the frames to hang the way they are, but they are just printed off the computer and stuck in cheapy black, plain frames! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a secret after all... but still fun!  And feel free to steal from me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7404531598599392951?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7404531598599392951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/wall-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7404531598599392951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7404531598599392951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/wall-secret.html' title='Wall Secret :)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5016586875758695580</id><published>2009-06-12T12:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:48:35.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been planning this wall for months now and I finally got it done!  I totally stole this from other people and kinda made it my own (not really, but I will pretend). At least it's our own last name!  It is on our wall that separates our kitchen from our family room.  The wall was so hodge-podge before and it was annoying so I am so glad its done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SjKiwLyMUuI/AAAAAAAAATg/LpCez8yfLDE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SjKiwLyMUuI/AAAAAAAAATg/LpCez8yfLDE/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346514656322933474" 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/5511351827660021042-5016586875758695580?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5016586875758695580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-been-planning-this-wall-for.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5016586875758695580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5016586875758695580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-been-planning-this-wall-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SjKiwLyMUuI/AAAAAAAAATg/LpCez8yfLDE/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5793954875764049287</id><published>2009-06-06T21:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:52:19.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR!!!!</title><content type='html'>1. I hate research papers. &lt;br /&gt;2. I hate to write them.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I stress about not having enough information.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I stress about how to professionally write the not-enough-info.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I have a lot of choppy sentences, but a lot to say (once I start).&lt;br /&gt;6.  I end up having too much information.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Don't know which important info to cut out.&lt;br /&gt;8.  End up wanting to pull my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Hating school at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;10.  GRRRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5793954875764049287?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5793954875764049287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrrr.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5793954875764049287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5793954875764049287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrrr.html' title='GRRRR!!!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7164581066222509266</id><published>2009-06-05T20:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:45:19.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nail Polish</title><content type='html'>So lately I have been wanting to paint my nails so bad.  I want a new color everyday.  Maybe its because after maybe about 10 years, I have FINALLY stopped biting my nails and my hands look presentable?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight, instead of doing my research paper, I spent my time "trying" on different nail colors on on the O.P.I. website.  Ha, ha! SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorites and why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Need Sunglasses&lt;/span&gt; (yellow) in the Brights collection.  It is SO bright and it would match my swimsuit and my olive skin!&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Gargantuan Green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Grape &lt;/span&gt;again in the Brights.  It is so cool lookin' and fun!  It would go with my cool new lime green watch and would go with a white shirt and make me feel summery and fresh!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Light My Sapphire&lt;/span&gt; (Brights again) It is as close to black as you can get without being black.  I have NEVER worn black nail polish and I think it would be rebellious and punky for a day.  I would feel tough, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm his Coral-Friend&lt;/span&gt; (Brights)  It is the most RED nail polish they have.  It would be THE BEST nail polish for that date with the hubby.  Just that even with jeans and a t-shirt would make me feel SOOOO sexy! &lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;On The Same Paige&lt;/span&gt; (Brights) I had to pick one more and I love the brights.  I can't wear any pale colors unless its so pale its not worth wearing so this one stands out and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was way fun to "try on" these colors for just a few minutes!  If you have just a second and just want to feel a little more girly, go and try! It might just give ya a giggle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7164581066222509266?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7164581066222509266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/nail-polish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7164581066222509266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7164581066222509266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/nail-polish.html' title='Nail Polish'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-8659025977899547844</id><published>2009-06-04T20:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:50:06.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stone'/><title type='text'>Stone Barrington Novels</title><content type='html'>Many of you know that Michael and I are readers.  I haven't read many of the classics, while Michael has.  I read more of the mystery or investigation type novels.  I really like to get into a series that has one main character and is taken through different books and isn't just finished after one short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger, Michael's dad, gave us a book to read and it happened to be the latest book in the Stone Barrington novel series, Loitering With Intent.  These series are written by a writer named Stuart Woods.  Stone starts out in the series as a NYPD detective on the force for about 14 or so years.  He had gone to school at NYU Law but had never taken the bar exam.  When events cause him to find a new career other than police work, he crams for the bar, and passes.  He finds himself as a "of counsel" position for a rather well-known firm in New York and does their "dirty work" cases, if you will, that they do not want to be known or seen for taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His excursions are a fantasy life and they are quite interesting.  The books are intriguiging and keep you on your toes as what could possibly happen next.  They are not gory by any means and are not murder books that have death after death in them.  They are more investigational type mysteries, since his background was detective work on the force.  He meets random and interesting people and it sucks you in wanting to live that lifestyle, if even just through the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend these books to anyone wanting a good read!  Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.thrillingdetective.com/barrington.html"&gt;Stone website&lt;/a&gt; for those books or you can look at the &lt;a href="http://www.stuartwoods.com/"&gt;Stuart Woods'&lt;/a&gt; website for other books to read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-8659025977899547844?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/8659025977899547844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/stone-barrington-novels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8659025977899547844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/8659025977899547844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/stone-barrington-novels.html' title='Stone Barrington Novels'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-207036253198442815</id><published>2009-06-02T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:06:25.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"If Today Was Your Last Day"</title><content type='html'>I have always liked Nickelback and I really like this song and just wanted to post the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;br /&gt;He said each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life&lt;br /&gt;What's worth the prize is always worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;br /&gt;So live like you'll never live it twice&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life&lt;br /&gt;Let nothin' stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hands of time are never on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-207036253198442815?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/207036253198442815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-today-was-your-last-day-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/207036253198442815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/207036253198442815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-today-was-your-last-day-by.html' title='&quot;If Today Was Your Last Day&quot;'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4385930992724748125</id><published>2009-06-01T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:39:56.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swift meet Coldplay</title><content type='html'>This is awesome - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0v3d6SFcDys"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; - to hear it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4385930992724748125?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4385930992724748125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/swift-meet-coldplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4385930992724748125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4385930992724748125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/06/swift-meet-coldplay.html' title='Swift meet Coldplay'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6895009843904562141</id><published>2009-05-31T19:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:08:58.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Humbly Grateful</title><content type='html'>There are times in ones life that it is just hard to keep truckin' along and keep on keepin' on.  It feels as if all is out to come down in a pour from the black cloud sitting right above the noggin'.  Some days aren't as bad as others and it feels as if the sun might actually come out for a show.  Once in a very blue moon, you get the perfect day.  Cloudless sky, slight breeze, that extra little pep in the walk, smile to the passerby, and the wonderful news you thought you'd never get, or thought might turn out the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of those perfect days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Saturday May 30 was my perfect day.  I woke up early (even exhilerated) which is RARE and I got ready to go to the gym/work.  I went to McKay and went to the cardiac center where they  have a fitness center that employees can use.  I ended up running 3 miles for 40 minutes and did a small leg workout.  This is a MAJOR record for me, at least the mileage is.  I felt exhausted but it felt amazing to have a new record.  I worked for a few hours and got a lot done, and that also felt very good to have more accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was at work, I got the news I have been slightly (sarcasm) awaiting to come.  I had not known when this news would come since I had been unprepared in prepared in previous years and it took me later in the year to know the outcome.  I dropped into my chair in my office at work, on the phone with my mom, just telling her, very breathlessly, about my workout just a few minutes previously.  I got on the computer, signed into all of my programs, and slowly started to organize all of my workload.  I opened some of my awaiting email messages and replied t some, deleted most and thought about others.  The most important one of course, make my heart skip for moment then race even harder than it was already as it was just previously trying to slow down.   I signed into yet another program and checked the results of what what the email told me what was available.  The moment I saw the results I just about screamed with joy, relief, unbelief, and total shock.  I couldn't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day got even better.  We were able to spend the day with family, grow closer, have a lot of fun, see some distant family members, eat good food, have long talks, and very good laughs.  This really is the time of our lives and we are so blessed to be surrounded by such amazing people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank the Lord for all that he has blessed Michael and I with. Without His love and support, I do not know how I would have made it this far.  I feel like I near fall apart sometimes even with his support.  This new found (more) support and blessing we will be able to stay on our feet and will be able to keep pursuing our dreams and trying to live the lives we are trying to live.  We want to thank all that have helped us in our journey so far and we could not have done it without any and all of everyone's support.  I am so humbled by the opportunity to be able to live in this country and have the freedom and choice to be and do what I want and have the world be at my fingers and my dreams be reality if I just try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6895009843904562141?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6895009843904562141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/humbly-grateful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6895009843904562141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6895009843904562141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/humbly-grateful.html' title='Humbly Grateful'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-334100395227361954</id><published>2009-05-28T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:00:09.217-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunburns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Our Week Update</title><content type='html'>UGH!  I am dead... So even though I have been the food and health nut for the past few years... um not so much the last few months and I have been a little lazy until this week and wow the gym has KICKED MY BUTT! I just got back from Weber and running my 2 miles and can I just kill over??? Oh well, the first week (hopefully) will be the hardest until I get into the swing of things and my body will adjust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a little rough for us since Memorial Day was a little lacking of the memory for Michael and I as we TOTALLY forgot the sunscreen for him at the pool party and he is PURPLE on the face and shoulders from the sunburn and is more than in pain than can be explained.  I got a little sun but didn't stay in the sun as long as he and am thankful for the more olivey skin than he ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school schedule has been grooling this week and has been keeping me emotionally and mentally drained.  I had a test on Tuesday, yes the day after a holiday weekend, go figure, and then a test, research paper, and book report, 2 assignments due this weekend, and 10 hours at work to make up!! AHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say we are a little zoombied out at our house this week and we will be HOPEFULLY be back to our normal selves next week, or at least Michael should be, I should be back to my normal self when my grooling first half of summer school lets out, the end of June!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-334100395227361954?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/334100395227361954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-week-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/334100395227361954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/334100395227361954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-week-update.html' title='Our Week Update'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6500548226104794058</id><published>2009-05-25T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:13:08.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Training</title><content type='html'>For a while now, I have been thinking about trying to run a half marathon.  Now I am so not a long distance runner, but I do like to have goals, even challenging ones, since I a very stubborn person.  I decided about a week and a half ago that I am going to start training for one, not any one in particular since there aren't any coming up that I can get into this time of year.  I am just going to train as if I were to do one and maybe just start over in the training and just keep doing that until the Ogden Marathon (Half Marathon) comes along next May, yes next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as training goes, it goes 12 weeks and it progressively gets harder with a lot of different things.  Monday starts easy with my lowest at 2 miles.  Tuesdays start as my rests days but then becomes my 3 miles or my 20 minute days.  Wednesdays days are my 3 or 4 mile days, Thursdays are my Circuit Training days, which I have yet to figure out what I am going to do for those, Friday are my Level Days and that starts out at 3 miles and increases by 1 mile each week and ends at 13 miles and the last week would most likely be the race day, Saturdays are my 2/3 mile EZ days (slow days) and Sundays of course are always my rest days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super (maybe too) excited to start this and am anxious to see if I can actually do it.  I totally know this will get very hard towards the end but I have faith in myself that I have found a good way to work myself up to it and that I can get myself to the finish line!  GO ME! ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6500548226104794058?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6500548226104794058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/training.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6500548226104794058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6500548226104794058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/training.html' title='Training'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-231711103728857257</id><published>2009-05-10T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:32:35.779-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers'/><title type='text'>Mother's</title><content type='html'>I can't even begin to express my love for mothers in this world.  I think they are so special and loved and it is amazing the things that they do for the people around them.  I have a great mother and mother-in-law.  They both are very different and special in their own ways but equally loved and important.  I want them both to know that they are appreciated and loved very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SgcBiR0Zl5I/AAAAAAAAATI/EoOywMXdjvo/s1600-h/Mothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SgcBiR0Zl5I/AAAAAAAAATI/EoOywMXdjvo/s320/Mothers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334233972054005650" 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/5511351827660021042-231711103728857257?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/231711103728857257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/231711103728857257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/231711103728857257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers.html' title='Mother&apos;s'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SgcBiR0Zl5I/AAAAAAAAATI/EoOywMXdjvo/s72-c/Mothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2604576021868089716</id><published>2009-04-16T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:06:15.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zeus'/><title type='text'>Introducing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our new "baby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedOxZmDTmI/AAAAAAAAASw/iAs_pBUg7yg/s1600-h/Camera+Pics+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedOxZmDTmI/AAAAAAAAASw/iAs_pBUg7yg/s320/Camera+Pics+076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325311694979944034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This picture makes him look bigger than he is.  He is long but only weighs maybe 5-7 pounds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Zeus on Tuesday from the Ogden Animal Shelter.  I was wanting a pet, and even though Michael is pretty allergic, we got a little kitty.  A lady that he works with is a volunteer over at the shelter and actually found him and took him there.  He was the most playful and very vocal when I went to see all the cats.  This same lady gave Michael some allergy medication that she takes (since she is also allergic) to help with his cat allergies and so far so good!  He is a brown tabby cat and is about 9 months old.  He has been at the shelter for about a month which blows me away cause he was the cutest one there, but I am glad we picked him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very playful and very vocal!  He is like our little shadow and follows us around.  If we aren't playing with him, he will meow for a minute then he will quiet down.  He hasn't dared the jump up to the couch yet, but he has jumped up to the window sill to play with the blinds and up to the dresser to jump to the bed... go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sure is cute and we love him in our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedPmgYuGII/AAAAAAAAAS4/qKkDtVXIQuM/s1600-h/Camera+Pics+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedPmgYuGII/AAAAAAAAAS4/qKkDtVXIQuM/s320/Camera+Pics+073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325312607336142978" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedPuazH_EI/AAAAAAAAATA/31mfqkDjiWY/s1600-h/Camera+Pics+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedPuazH_EI/AAAAAAAAATA/31mfqkDjiWY/s320/Camera+Pics+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325312743275232322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2604576021868089716?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2604576021868089716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2604576021868089716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2604576021868089716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing.html' title='Introducing....'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SedOxZmDTmI/AAAAAAAAASw/iAs_pBUg7yg/s72-c/Camera+Pics+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7899123598140389111</id><published>2009-03-27T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:11:58.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><title type='text'>When???</title><content type='html'>When will I EVER get caught up on school!?! UGH!  I swear, I get one class caught up or ahead, and then the next minute, I realize I am slacking and I have a test in another class(es)!  I need to be saved from insanity soon or who knows what will happen... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7899123598140389111?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7899123598140389111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/when.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7899123598140389111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7899123598140389111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/when.html' title='When???'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1257571656285412697</id><published>2009-03-20T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:46:53.913-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Clean, Clean, CLEAN!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in 2 months, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; got to clean my house and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; clean it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh.... It feels so good! I love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and not working so much :)&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/5511351827660021042-1257571656285412697?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1257571656285412697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/clean-clean-clean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1257571656285412697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1257571656285412697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/clean-clean-clean.html' title='Clean, Clean, CLEAN!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3110200533059422961</id><published>2009-03-18T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:16:15.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>I am so grateful to be able to work, and have a job that is easy, pays well, close to home, and that will get me through school.  The past two months I have worked full time and done school full time, and for me, that is a first.  I know a lot of people that can do it, but I just would rather put more of my focus on school than money and work.  I am fortunate to be going back to my part time shift and am SOOOO HAPPY!!! Like I said, I am grateful to have a job, but I am just so dang excited to be working less and have more time for school... The countdown begins...  20 more hours and I am done working full time!! YAY for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/ScHG_qflyJI/AAAAAAAAARw/ELx4Qs3axjU/s1600-h/Student.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/ScHG_qflyJI/AAAAAAAAARw/ELx4Qs3axjU/s320/Student.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314747832314742930" 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/5511351827660021042-3110200533059422961?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3110200533059422961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/grateful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3110200533059422961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3110200533059422961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/ScHG_qflyJI/AAAAAAAAARw/ELx4Qs3axjU/s72-c/Student.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-840109817086852159</id><published>2009-03-17T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:58:33.657-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st. patrick&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my mom's birthday!  I wish she could be here so we could celebrate with her but she will have an awesome day!  I know she is getting exactly what she wanted - a new temple dress!! Love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sb-sNG_vn9I/AAAAAAAAARo/8hLrrztM0w0/s1600-h/St.+Patty%27s+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sb-sNG_vn9I/AAAAAAAAARo/8hLrrztM0w0/s200/St.+Patty%27s+Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314155426536726482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also... Happy St. Patty's Day to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-840109817086852159?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/840109817086852159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/840109817086852159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/840109817086852159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/Sb-sNG_vn9I/AAAAAAAAARo/8hLrrztM0w0/s72-c/St.+Patty%27s+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5092423348834886524</id><published>2009-03-02T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:25:25.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New blog!</title><content type='html'>So I made a new blog, not for me, but for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;RECIPES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  So you may know someone who already has a recipe or food blog, well join mine too!  We all could use a little help at dinner time and coming up with new and yummy food, so just drop on in to my blog, add comments, add recipes, or just steal them, whatever you want to do.  I hope to get lots of people involved so we can all make new yummy meals.  Even if they are from a cookbook, an old family recipe, or just something new, share!  Email me or post a comment if you would like you become an author of the blog so that you can post anytime you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who want to email me and don't have my email, its...     tara.green898@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5092423348834886524?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5092423348834886524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5092423348834886524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5092423348834886524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog.html' title='New blog!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4148140073412494792</id><published>2009-02-12T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:53:56.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>To Be or Not To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;9. Held a Praying Mantis&lt;br /&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;24. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;37. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;42. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;46. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;52. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;53. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;54. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gone to a drive-in movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business5&lt;br /&gt;8. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;63. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;64. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;75. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been fired from a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;78. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;84. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;88. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;89. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;93. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;98. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;99. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;100. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Talked your way out of a ticket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4148140073412494792?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4148140073412494792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-be-or-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4148140073412494792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4148140073412494792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be or Not To Be'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4707087799638389940</id><published>2009-02-10T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:36:13.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay It Forward</title><content type='html'>The Rules&lt;br /&gt;1. Be one of the first &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me  - yes homemade!&lt;br /&gt;2. Winners must post this challenge on their blog, meaning that they will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; bloggers who leave a comment on their post about this giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;3. The gift that you send to your friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make and get the item to the winner.&lt;br /&gt;4. When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate pictures and comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not one of the Top Five Commenters on this post, you can still play along.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same! SO, REMEMBER...Pay It Forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Count!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4707087799638389940?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4707087799638389940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4707087799638389940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4707087799638389940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay It Forward'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6809281661277205911</id><published>2009-02-09T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:16:13.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Where did you meet? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At his sister-in-law Amberly's baby shower in Orem in October '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How long did you date before you got married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;?  About 9-10 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How long have you been married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  6 months to the date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; What does he do to surprise you? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Always cleans the house even when I leave notes telling him not to since I will do it when I get home... I get home and its always spotless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is your favorite feature of his?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; His rockin' body, smile and fun personality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is your favorite quality of his?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;His unconditional love and his massive amount of patience with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Does he have a nickname?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Heed, but that's only to his family, to me its just babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is his favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Not really any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is his favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Sweet and Sour chicken, gotta have something sweet after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When and where did you first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; His house on our first date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is your favorite thing to do as a couple? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Watch movies.  We don't go out a lot, but we do watch a lot of movies, and of course we cuddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Do you have children? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;No, not for a while either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Does he have any hidden talents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Singing even though he doesn't think he can sing good.  I also think he has HILARIOUS imitating voices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How old is he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;? 25 1/2 (he he he)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Who said i love you first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; We both knew before it was said, I said it in a round-about way first but I think he said "I love you" first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is his favorite music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Alternative, Snow Patrol, Coldplay, The Fray, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What do you admire most about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; His caring nature and his hard work.  He does so much for everyone around him and it makes me so grateful to have a husband  that does so much.  I am so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;what is his favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Anything dark. Well, mostly just black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;which side of the bed does he sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; The right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Will he read this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Probably not, unless I ask him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its been 6 months already!! I am so excited to experience so many more things with him and live life to the fullest!  We are just starting out and its been so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5511351827660021042-6809281661277205911?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6809281661277205911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-months-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6809281661277205911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6809281661277205911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-months-and-counting.html' title='6 months and counting...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3394793358703311299</id><published>2009-02-09T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:36:50.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One last post...</title><content type='html'>So I stayed home from work sick today so I posted a lot, but mostly just tags... I just wanted to share something cool that happened to us this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got my car paid off!!! I am an official car &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;OWNER&lt;/span&gt; for the first time ever!  It felt sooooooo good to pay that off and have them send&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;TITLE&lt;/span&gt; and get to &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;KEEP&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't have done this without the Green's helping us with so much and letting us live there for a few months.  We also couldn't have done it without the government and for them paying for our school tuition!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share the happy news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is all going well in your lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3394793358703311299?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3394793358703311299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-last-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3394793358703311299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3394793358703311299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-last-post.html' title='One last post...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5355744500347285809</id><published>2009-02-09T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:21:56.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Year</title><content type='html'>IN YOUR SENIOR YEAR DID YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you date someone from your school?  Yes, almost the whole time... mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you marry someone from your high school?  Nope I didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you car pool to school? Yes, but I drove the car pool and got paid gas money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What kind of car did you have? Little Red Civic '90, I loved/hated that car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What kind of car do you have now? '99 Corolla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Its Saturday night...where are you now? Watching a movie a movie with Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It is Saturday night...where were you then? either working or at some dumb party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What kind of job did you have in high school?  Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What kind of job do you do now? Registrar at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Were you a party animal? Yes and no, I was at them but never had much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Were you considered a flirt?  My sophomore year I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Were you a nerd? Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you get suspended or expelled? Never... I actually was a pretty good kid (at school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you sing the fight song? No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you sit during lunch? Either the mall, subway, Wendy's... always out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What was your school's full name? Northridge High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When did you graduate? 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5355744500347285809?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5355744500347285809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/senior-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5355744500347285809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5355744500347285809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/senior-year.html' title='Senior Year'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4315843866546901671</id><published>2009-02-09T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:17:54.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook comes to Blog!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged on Facebook and I just don't like it as much as blogs so here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I regret cutting my hair, its harder to do! Long you can just pull up in ponytails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love crocheting now that I actually know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't study as much as I should or used to... dang marriage! he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish I was more artistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish I had more money to cook and more people to cook for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I want to drive a shiny sports car, just once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love doing my nails and wish I could change the color of them to match my outfit every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to accessorize my outfits, I just don't have the jewelry to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love shopping, I just wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I hate talking on the phone, unless its to my mom! (If she lived closer I probably not like it as much cause I would see her more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I love movies now that I watch them a ton with Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I have everything in my life that I could ask for.  I am perfectly happy and content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. For some reason, I hate washing my hands.  I do it cause I know its good for me, but I just hate getting ONLY my hands wet... Maybe its cause I always have sores on my hands and it hurts when I wash them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I wish I had a calling at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  I can't wait to get to the Temple, I have a feeling, I will always want to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I am a perfectionist and have a hard time not wanting to make things all the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Even though I am a perfectionist, my house is a mess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  I hate laundry with a passion!  I wish they would just stay clean, or clean themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I wish I had more things to hang on my wall.  Pictures, art.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  I love going to family things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  I hate driving.  I wish we could teleport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  I wish I could play all day.  Visit friends, hang out, see family, etc.  I just don't see enough of everyone I want to and I wish I could just do it all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  I sometimes wish I was pregnant, I wanna know how it feels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  My best friend is Michael!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4315843866546901671?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4315843866546901671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook-comes-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4315843866546901671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4315843866546901671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook-comes-to-blog.html' title='Facebook comes to Blog!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5437868376012184409</id><published>2009-02-09T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:03:14.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its on... 4th and 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is the 4th picture in the 4th folder on my computer.  This is just recently in California in January to see my family.  We are playing Risk with everyone and my mom just happened to snap a picture after calling my name... I know, cute!  Anthony looks too devious for his own good, probably because he had taken over 3 continents... Of course my Grandma is perfectly smiling and posed in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SZB9YfxV55I/AAAAAAAAAPg/YnNMAfeUCwE/s1600-h/California+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SZB9YfxV55I/AAAAAAAAAPg/YnNMAfeUCwE/s200/California+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300874621213861778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-5437868376012184409?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5437868376012184409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-on-4th-and-4th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5437868376012184409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5437868376012184409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-on-4th-and-4th.html' title='Its on... 4th and 4th'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SZB9YfxV55I/AAAAAAAAAPg/YnNMAfeUCwE/s72-c/California+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1578467219468857242</id><published>2009-02-09T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:57:59.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight (well almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The eight random things tag: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here goes~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight favorite tv shows :  (I will try my best since we don't have TV!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E.R. (right from the beginning!)&lt;br /&gt;Gilmore Girls (all 7 seasons!)&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the shows I wished I watched:&lt;br /&gt;American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;br /&gt;The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight things I look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mom getting here in less than 2 weeks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School to be over (the semester)&lt;br /&gt;Summer time!&lt;br /&gt;Our Anniversary (1 year in August woo whoo!)&lt;br /&gt;Getting Michael's car paid off (might take a while)&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Disneyland  &lt;/em&gt;(who knows when!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A date night with Michael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight favorite places to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Hug Hes&lt;br /&gt;My Kitchen!  Me and Michael love to make big dinners together and just eat the leftovers... those nights are kind of our date nights, and I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight things on my wish list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sealed together in the Temple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting my savings at a higher amount&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;New clothes! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trip somewhere with Michael&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the world... preferably  &lt;/em&gt;London, Paris, Italy, Spain, China, Hawaii, The east coast of the US, New York, LA (more time spent there), San Diego (I haven't been since I was 8), Florida, I could go on and on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See Carrie Underwood in Concert&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I had more things to take pictures of in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live close to my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag... Whoever wants to copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-1578467219468857242?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1578467219468857242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/eight-well-almost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1578467219468857242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1578467219468857242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/eight-well-almost.html' title='Eight (well almost)'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1967976908312405834</id><published>2009-02-08T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:31:41.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend vs. Husband</title><content type='html'>I saw this and I thought it was really funny... nothing against Michael...He is perfect and does so much for me!! ha ha. I hope all you women enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend 5.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tech Support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance, particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Romance 9.5 and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Personal Attention 6.5, and then installed undesirable programs such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* NBA 5.0,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* NFL 3.0 and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Golf 10.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Please note that I have tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR DESPERATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, keep in mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment Package, while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Husband 1.0 is an operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enter command: ithoughtyoulovedme.html and try to download Tears 6.2 and do not forget to install the Guilt 3.0update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If that application works as designed, Husband1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, remember, overuse of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Please note that Beer 6. 1 is a very bad program that will download the Farting and Snoring Loudly Beta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT under any circumstances install Mother-In-Law 1.0 (it runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, please do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0-program .These are unsupported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cooking 3.0 and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hot Lingerie 7.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-1967976908312405834?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1967976908312405834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/boyfriend-vs-husband.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1967976908312405834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1967976908312405834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/boyfriend-vs-husband.html' title='Boyfriend vs. Husband'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6610118730604091889</id><published>2009-02-04T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:59:38.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow!</title><content type='html'>As long as I can remember (until just recently) my favorite color has been yellow.  My room as a teenager was pale yellow, my favorite (baby) blanket is yellow, my fleece blanket from high school is yellow, and I have always wanted a yellow Bug.  It has always felt happy and sunny to me and its hard to be depressed in a yellow room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the color of sunshine. It's associated with joy, happiness,      intellect, and energy. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; produces a warming effect, arouses cheerfulness, stimulates mental      activity, and generates muscle energy. Bright, pure yellow is an attention getter, which is the reason      taxicabs are painted this color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Babies cry more in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is seen      before other colors when placed against black; this combination is often      used to issue a warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; indicates honor and loyalty.      Later the meaning of yellow was connected with cowardice.&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;Use yellow to evoke pleasant, cheerful feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can choose yellow          to promote children's products and items related to leisure. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is          very effective for attracting attention, so use it to highlight the most          important elements of your design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Men usually perceive yellow as a very          lighthearted, 'childish' color, so it is not recommended to use &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          when selling prestigious, expensive products to men&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6610118730604091889?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6610118730604091889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/yellow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6610118730604091889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6610118730604091889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/yellow.html' title='Yellow!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-863418616266824748</id><published>2009-02-01T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:42:29.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarves</title><content type='html'>So... During the Christmas break, Michael and I were home together a lot more than we usually are during the school semester, this normally would not be a bad thing at all except for the fact that we were in a 400 sq. ft. apartment with not a lot to do. I decided I wanted a hobby/craft to keep me occupied. I decided to &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;CROCHET&lt;/span&gt;!!! Well, I tried to teach myself and it just wasn't what I expected. Its hard, ha ha! This last weekend while in California, my mom showed me an easier way to make scarves than I was originally doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are way cute accessories for any outfit and are perfect for the cold weather. They are super cheap, fun and quick to make, and I just love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you desire to have one, let me know what colors you want and I would love to make it for you. I wouldn't charge much, maybe $7-$8 depending oh how much the yarn is that you want. This is much cheaper than you can buy at the store and much more interesting! Just comment on this post and I will start it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some color examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQF3U6Z4I/AAAAAAAAANY/Dt-XgLwmPrE/s1600-h/Multi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQF3U6Z4I/AAAAAAAAANY/Dt-XgLwmPrE/s200/Multi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010073329198978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Any Color         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQfr3oHLI/AAAAAAAAANw/EMTeQhhxJVU/s1600-h/scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQfr3oHLI/AAAAAAAAANw/EMTeQhhxJVU/s200/scarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010516930174130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQXvz_4gI/AAAAAAAAANo/_S9Vka02Jxw/s1600-h/Red+Cream+yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQXvz_4gI/AAAAAAAAANo/_S9Vka02Jxw/s200/Red+Cream+yarn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010380549743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Red/Cream       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZT_Gf27VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YSSb6EM8rf0/s1600-h/Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZT_Gf27VI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YSSb6EM8rf0/s200/Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298014355189067090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXGCGF5yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g8OuB--fXgg/s1600-h/Pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXGCGF5yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g8OuB--fXgg/s200/Pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298017772801222434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pink      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQC9oJLvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/38uikZP7LTo/s1600-h/Brown+Varigated+Yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQC9oJLvI/AAAAAAAAANQ/38uikZP7LTo/s200/Brown+Varigated+Yarn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010023480864498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brown/Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZP_eUP2vI/AAAAAAAAANI/-y7DET0zIBQ/s1600-h/Black+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZP_eUP2vI/AAAAAAAAANI/-y7DET0zIBQ/s200/Black+Cream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298009963536308978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Black/Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXCR1mVRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4K_FqdZKsx4/s1600-h/Gray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXCR1mVRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4K_FqdZKsx4/s200/Gray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298017708307535122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gray     &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbW7gG9OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yL7iePQ9KHA/s1600-h/Blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbW7gG9OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yL7iePQ9KHA/s200/Blue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022461135582434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQl3X7VJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5l-DSS78MuI/s1600-h/Varigated+Yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQl3X7VJI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5l-DSS78MuI/s200/Varigated+Yarn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010623097656466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Variegated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQQliHkJI/AAAAAAAAANg/raiusiCBdFc/s1600-h/Pink+Black+and+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQQliHkJI/AAAAAAAAANg/raiusiCBdFc/s200/Pink+Black+and+White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298010257531310226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pink/Black/White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZb8LiD3bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eL_JJv3GMbs/s1600-h/Purple+White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZb8LiD3bI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eL_JJv3GMbs/s200/Purple+White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023101093895602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Purple/White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZW259wbGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iljcIuQixKE/s1600-h/Stripes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZW259wbGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/iljcIuQixKE/s200/Stripes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298017512920738914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZW-G7huaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fVfyOb8ElHo/s1600-h/Block.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 74px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZW-G7huaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fVfyOb8ElHo/s200/Block.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298017636660132258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXYcNeuiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ewtFo8g_Gu4/s1600-h/Color+Block.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZXYcNeuiI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ewtFo8g_Gu4/s200/Color+Block.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298018089049176610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbLv1_OsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ynr5OhfrJOw/s1600-h/Tassels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbLv1_OsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Ynr5OhfrJOw/s200/Tassels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022269027564226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tassels   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZcGgYOsOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AlHYeD9R760/s1600-h/Gray+Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZcGgYOsOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/AlHYeD9R760/s200/Gray+Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298023278488498402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No Tassels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbQZ22B2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/jtBEOFrqx1I/s1600-h/Pencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZbQZ22B2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/jtBEOFrqx1I/s200/Pencil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298022349024921442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just for fun!!  A pencil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-863418616266824748?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/863418616266824748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/scarves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/863418616266824748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/863418616266824748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/02/scarves.html' title='Scarves'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SYZQF3U6Z4I/AAAAAAAAANY/Dt-XgLwmPrE/s72-c/Multi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3070112836609873458</id><published>2009-01-28T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:51:53.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cali and Hollywood</title><content type='html'>I was able to go to California to see Hunter be ordained as a Deacon in the church this last weekend.  I only got to stay a few days but on our last day we headed to LA and Hollywood.  This was the first time I actually got to do downtown and up to Hollywood (or remembering it!)  Here are some pictures that I was able to take.  I took tons of the "Stars" on Hollywood Blvd, but they are the same as always so I left them out but I thought it was pretty cool!  Here are some shots of the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325749874220&amp;amp;site=widget-2c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325749874220&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p1/3314649325749874220/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325749874220&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p2/3314649325749874220/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325749874220&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p4/3314649325749874220/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3070112836609873458?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3070112836609873458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/cali-and-hollywood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3070112836609873458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3070112836609873458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/cali-and-hollywood.html' title='Cali and Hollywood'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6800109405464998772</id><published>2009-01-28T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:27:04.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara needs...  Michael needs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Its always fun sharing a name with someone famous who is just attacked in the tabloids!  Just type in your name and then the word needs after it into a search engine and post the first 10 things you find!  Read about what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tara needs&lt;/em&gt;… to be in one place long enough to establish a trusting relationship with a good, interested, capable therapist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Tara needs&lt;/span&gt;... to keep her clothes on  (Nah, clothes are overrated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Tara needs&lt;/span&gt;... your help  (With what, I don't know, just help!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Tara needs&lt;/em&gt;... a new nose - thanks to cocaine  (Not exactly, but, um, sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Tara needs...&lt;/em&gt; to accept that no one is self sufficient all the time  (Good lesson for anyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Tara needs&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a fashion coach who will not let her outside the house until she appears close to normal. Any takers for the position?  (I thought I was pretty fashionable but I guess not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Tara needs...&lt;/em&gt; a forever home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Tara needs&lt;/em&gt;... to eat something  (This is true, I am starving!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;Tara needs&lt;/em&gt;... reminder could someone  please slap &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and tell her she is a royal pain in the rear  (   :( sad! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;em&gt;Tara needs...&lt;/em&gt; to learn  (I is trying!  School is tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Michael needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael needs&lt;/span&gt;... a girlfriend  (I strongly disagree!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Michael&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt;... Mum to be present all the time  (by 25 you'd think they'd outgrow this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Michael needs&lt;/em&gt;... a Clone (not sure why, but hey, it could be cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Michael&lt;/em&gt; is faced with end-stage liver failure and desperately &lt;em&gt;needs... &lt;/em&gt; a liver transplant to survive  (Help!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Michael needs&lt;/em&gt;... more photo time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Michael needs&lt;/em&gt;... a patient family  (We try so hard to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael needs&lt;/span&gt;... help NOW!  (Well ok then!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;em&gt;Michael needs...&lt;/em&gt; you (this somehow reminds me of the Uncle Sam military picture with the big guy pointing... ?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;Michael Needs... &lt;/em&gt; To Stay Out Of Public Restrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;s... a date  (He's got one!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6800109405464998772?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6800109405464998772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/tara-needs-michael-needs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6800109405464998772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6800109405464998772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/tara-needs-michael-needs.html' title='Tara needs...  Michael needs...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3452091359809943757</id><published>2009-01-17T16:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:56:15.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* * *  Calling All Prayers   * * *</title><content type='html'>I know that everyone needs the Lord's help and no one is more important than the next person BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is in need of some prayers!  If you wouldn't mind, please keep Anthony in your prayers.  He is going through a very difficult and challenging time right now and needs the prayers and support of all.  He is a great kid and needs to be reassured of that while his spirits are down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it! LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-3452091359809943757?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3452091359809943757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/calling-all-prayers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3452091359809943757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3452091359809943757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/calling-all-prayers.html' title='* * *  Calling All Prayers   * * *'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-228915939146764799</id><published>2009-01-16T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:24:59.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution 2009</title><content type='html'>I know its already 2 weeks into the year but its never too late right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my resolutions for 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Read the scriptures daily&lt;br /&gt;~ Get through the entire Book Of Mormon by August 9&lt;br /&gt;~ Pray morning and night by myself and with Michael&lt;br /&gt;~ Be sealed in the Temple&lt;br /&gt;~ Have FHE every week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Study school stuff AT LEAST 30 minutes a day&lt;br /&gt;~ Read 12 new books this year (not including textbooks and BOM)&lt;br /&gt;~ Write in journal often to help relieve some burdens I tend to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;~ Acknowledge something positive about myself DAILY&lt;br /&gt;~ Get as close as I can to a 4.0 in college... a 3.6 maybe?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical&lt;br /&gt;~ Exercise at least 4 days a week for 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;~ Stretch to help relieve tension and relax&lt;br /&gt;~ Maintain a healthy weight/feel, not focus on a number&lt;br /&gt;~ Keep the same hairstyle for AT LEAST half the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial&lt;br /&gt;~ Get car paid off!  (less than $1000 to go! woohoo)&lt;br /&gt;~ SAVE (not spend ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;~ Take more pictures&lt;br /&gt;~ Make at least 2 new friends through church, work, or school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they are in text... I will have to follow them right?! Well this will at least help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-228915939146764799?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/228915939146764799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/228915939146764799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/228915939146764799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-2009.html' title='Resolution 2009'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7169260810867532983</id><published>2009-01-16T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:14:14.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Per request of Kellie...</title><content type='html'>Here is some pictures of Anthony.  I don't have any of me and Anthony but this is for Kel who hasn't seen Anthony since he was smaller than Hunter is now and Hunter since he was... oh about 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDoWe-iw_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-3ZEE_6OrHQ/s1600-h/Formals-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDoWe-iw_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-3ZEE_6OrHQ/s200/Formals-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291985035130487794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDoJ0708XI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mTS-qb_FMiI/s1600-h/ceremony-98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDoJ0708XI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/mTS-qb_FMiI/s200/ceremony-98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291984817686376818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDpeXDnWXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTAqEwFCCSA/s1600-h/Reception%26Candids-127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDpeXDnWXI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FTAqEwFCCSA/s200/Reception%26Candids-127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291986269954857330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if you can't tell he is the one that is proud of himself for catching the garter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7169260810867532983?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7169260810867532983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/per-request-of-kellie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7169260810867532983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7169260810867532983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/per-request-of-kellie.html' title='Per request of Kellie...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SXDoWe-iw_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-3ZEE_6OrHQ/s72-c/Formals-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2919735424510945864</id><published>2009-01-16T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:59:16.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided...</title><content type='html'>I need some help/advice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know that for over the past year I have been struggling with an eating disorder.  I caught a hold of it relatively early and have been working through this.  This year has not been an easy one and has been life-changing.  This was a huge factor in what my current major is... Human Performance Management with a minor in Nutrition.  I wanted the major as Nutrition but Weber doesn't do it that way so this is what I ended up in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen counselors for this disorder and have talked to them about this major/career path.  It scares some, worries some, and also makes some excited for me.  They believe that if I can get a handle on my issue with food, I would be able to pour myself into this major/career and do very well (which is what I plan on doing). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current dilemma is not what I want to be when I grow up, but how I can do it.  I have thought long and hard about what my major can offer me with career options and to be honest I am not excited about being a fitness instructor or running a gym/nutrition area.  I want to be more of a help one-on-one.  I want to work with people like me... that have a trial and that want to get through it.  I work at McKay Dee Hospital and there are times that I work with R.D.s (Registered Dietitians).  I had a chance to interview one that works with eating disorders only.  She loved being able to help patients on a consistent basis that are not terminally ill as she works as an outpatient nutrition counselor.  This is what I feel like I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to a point in school where I NEED to decide my major for real.  I can stay where I am at and get an HPM/Nutrition major and somehow find a job in nutrition somewhere or I can declare myself a BIS (Bachelor of Integrated Studies) major and then go on to get a MS in Nutrition to become a R.D.  I feel this is right, but when I brought it up to my husband, he was somewhat freaked.  Not at that fact that I want to be someone or something but that I want a Master's and want to work.  He feels that mothers should stay home with the kids and that should be their focus.  I now feel like I can't and shouldn't pursue this dream in that I would be a bad mother.  I know that getting a master's would take time and a lot of money and could put off having a family up to 5 more years instead of the 3 that we tentatively were planning.  I am not sure if he is scared at me working while raising a family or that he might be 30, 31 when we START having kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life isn't what we expect sometimes and we can't plan it all and definitely can't have it all.  I am not expecting to be superwoman/supermom but I do know I want to educate myself and this is the most passionate I have been about a major.  I am scared that I am going to have to give this up for having a family.  Maybe I just needed to vent, or be reassured it will turn out ok or advice on this but right now I truly feel like I am stuck.  What do you think???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2919735424510945864?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2919735424510945864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/undecided.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2919735424510945864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2919735424510945864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/undecided.html' title='Undecided...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-7948301796655403248</id><published>2009-01-14T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:41:53.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow He's .... 12!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5NbHlhnMI/AAAAAAAAALo/KSbMjyfoal0/s1600-h/ceremony-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5NbHlhnMI/AAAAAAAAALo/KSbMjyfoal0/s320/ceremony-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291251740495158466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 12th Birthday Hunter... (even though he doesn't read this) I can't believe my youngest brother is 12! It seems like yesterday that I was giving him baths, chasing after him when he ran naked out the front door and across the street, and being the only person he would go to after naps.  He and I have always been super close even though we are 9 years apart.  I took care of him a lot and was always the buffer between he and Anthony the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5NFlVfTyI/AAAAAAAAALg/2DDA8a_gioo/s1600-h/Formals-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5NFlVfTyI/AAAAAAAAALg/2DDA8a_gioo/s320/Formals-25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291251370523840290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5N2QRBgVI/AAAAAAAAALw/sd7LSgbnNq4/s1600-h/Formals-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5N2QRBgVI/AAAAAAAAALw/sd7LSgbnNq4/s320/Formals-24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291252206681555282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I text him this morning (yes he has a cell phone!) and I said Happy Birthday Little Man and he wrote back saying: Thanx but I ain't no little man, I am 12!  Its so true yet so not!!!  He is getting so big and he is so wise for his age but he will always be my baby brother!  I can't wait to see him in a week and a half and to watch him be ordained with the Aaronic priesthood!  He has been studying and preparing for this for months and has gained such a testimony of his own.  He really does understand what this means and can't wait for it.  I am so proud to be his big sister and I love him tons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY HUNTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-7948301796655403248?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/7948301796655403248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/holy-cow-hes-12.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7948301796655403248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/7948301796655403248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2009/01/holy-cow-hes-12.html' title='Holy Cow He&apos;s .... 12!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SW5NbHlhnMI/AAAAAAAAALo/KSbMjyfoal0/s72-c/ceremony-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2374089220319181390</id><published>2008-12-28T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:45:39.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Present!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This year Michael and I got ourselves a &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NEW APARTMENT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for Christmas! We have been so happy here and it really feels like we're married now. We have a cute one bedroom in Ogden and are loving how close it is to everything. I travel less than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 MILES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to school and work and he has a ugly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 MILE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drive to work ;) We finally have unpacked most of the boxes. We got all our boxes thrown away by the Monday after we moved (that's 2 days) and then we just kept getting more boxes and more and more, from where I can't even remember, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we have just about finished unboxing things! Here are some pictures for those of you who haven't seen it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731709229978&amp;amp;site=widget-9a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731709229978&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p1/3242591731709229978/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731709229978&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p2/3242591731709229978/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731709229978&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9a.slide.com/p4/3242591731709229978/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2374089220319181390?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2374089220319181390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-present.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2374089220319181390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2374089220319181390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-present.html' title='Our Christmas Present!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-6791933727262854950</id><published>2008-11-25T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:26:08.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving! YAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you didn't know, Michael and I have been living at his parents since we got married. I love my in-laws a ton, don't get me wrong, but I am kinda a perfectionist (ha ha) and like my things my way and my space be my space. This isn't necessarily possible when invading someone else's house... So anyway... we are moving out on our own to our first apartment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We both are going to school and working in Ogden so we are moving up there! Our commutes will be cut in half or more and it will be nicer not to be gone from home ALL day long! (I sit in my car for a couple hours before having to go to work after school) Its a little apartment complex on Monroe (halfway between Harrison and Washington) and between 22nd and 23rd Street. They just renovated the apartments so we are getting new paint, new carpet, newer appliances for a great steal!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our place is just a one bedroom, one bathroom little thing but we are excited!! Our move in date is around the 5th of December. We are so lucky to be taking some of the extra furniture his parents don't want with us, like bedroom furniture, couch and the bed we sleep on! I bought our table and chairs this weekend and can't wait to set them up and decorate my house! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IF.... any of you would just happen to want to help move us in, we would LOVE the extra hands! he he he! We will only make about 2 trips but I don't think Michael can carry ALL our furniture up three flights of stairs. If anybody has any extra cardboard boxes to transport our odds and ends that would be awesome too! If you can help us, just call me. I will bake you cookies, make you food, babysit your kids over Christmas break, whatever... just name it, we just need hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-6791933727262854950?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/6791933727262854950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-moving-yay.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6791933727262854950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/6791933727262854950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-moving-yay.html' title='We&apos;re Moving! YAY!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-710158063842919619</id><published>2008-11-25T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:59:02.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random ones!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few from my birthday.  Me and my two girlfriends at Olive Garden, Me and Michael at Chopstix (with Josh and Lindsay but no pictures of them) and Me and Michael at Bountiful bowl last year (just for comparison at how much I change my looks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwe42n_oGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1dO2SB42y8/s1600-h/pool+pics+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwe42n_oGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1dO2SB42y8/s320/pool+pics+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623225828778082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwew3XehjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BzPJU51Ap-E/s1600-h/pool+pics+053.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwew3XehjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BzPJU51Ap-E/s320/pool+pics+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623088588981810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwedV9tkBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lpw-nxGr40A/s1600-h/pool+pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwedV9tkBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lpw-nxGr40A/s320/pool+pics+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272622753205030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwfIRPgJYI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5EduxJKkPE/s1600-h/Nov+2007.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwfIRPgJYI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5EduxJKkPE/s320/Nov+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272623490671846786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwgDBwSilI/AAAAAAAAALI/jaZYMpgwdp4/s1600-h/pool+pics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwgDBwSilI/AAAAAAAAALI/jaZYMpgwdp4/s320/pool+pics+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624500126681682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwgMqefSDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RUKEr-cVOVI/s1600-h/pool+pics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwgMqefSDI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RUKEr-cVOVI/s320/pool+pics+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272624665676695602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We went and did some "hoodlum" pranks on some neighbors, it was fun, but no damage was done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-710158063842919619?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/710158063842919619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-random-ones.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/710158063842919619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/710158063842919619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-random-ones.html' title='Some Random ones!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SSwe42n_oGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C1dO2SB42y8/s72-c/pool+pics+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2185862471626333131</id><published>2008-11-19T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:49:21.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CrAzy EigHtS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Shows I watch: (These are actually almost all Michael's shows that I watch with him-sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;~ Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;~ Greys Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;~ House&lt;br /&gt;~ Smallville&lt;br /&gt;~ 24&lt;br /&gt;~ The Hulk&lt;br /&gt;~ Madagascar&lt;br /&gt;~ Kit Kitridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight things that happened yesterday: (Tuesday, and I would have to include Monday since all I did was work and eat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Did homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Made noodles for lunch&lt;br /&gt;~ Went to dinner at Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;~ Opened presents&lt;br /&gt;~ Ate Ice Cream cake&lt;br /&gt;~ Went to work&lt;br /&gt;~ Watched Gilmore Girls season 1 (again)&lt;br /&gt;~ Went to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight places I like to eat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Royal Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Little Caesars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Rooster's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Red Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight things I am looking forward to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;~ School to be easy&lt;br /&gt;~ Tests to be done with&lt;br /&gt;~ Getting my own place ( even a tiny apartment)&lt;br /&gt;~ Having my degree&lt;br /&gt;~ My parents moving back home&lt;br /&gt;~ Christmas&lt;br /&gt;~ Hunter being ordained in January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight things on my WISH list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ New apartment&lt;br /&gt;~ Brown boots&lt;br /&gt;~ A new weight set&lt;br /&gt;~ Good health&lt;br /&gt;~ Kids&lt;br /&gt;~ Parents moving back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~ Time to scrapbook&lt;br /&gt;~ Go to Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight tags:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ Lindsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~ Kellie&lt;br /&gt;~ Brenda&lt;br /&gt;~ Sierra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Whoever else wants to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2185862471626333131?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2185862471626333131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-eights.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2185862471626333131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2185862471626333131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-eights.html' title='CrAzy EigHtS'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-1444641589565312080</id><published>2008-11-15T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:22:17.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only One Word</title><content type='html'>This is a fun tag where you can only use one-word answers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Where is your cell phone? table&lt;br /&gt;2.Where is your significant other? home&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? BLACK!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? California :(&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? hero&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? husband&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? weird&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? happiness&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? lab&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? blogs&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? heights&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? kids&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? home&lt;br /&gt;14. What you're not? finished&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? apartment&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Daviscounty&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? drive&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? jeans&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? room&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? Otis&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? on&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? stressed&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? mom&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? pigsty&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? necklace&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? kohls&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? moving&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? YES&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? red&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? morning&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-1444641589565312080?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/1444641589565312080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-one-word.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1444641589565312080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/1444641589565312080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-one-word.html' title='Only One Word'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4196799017925260543</id><published>2008-11-04T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:57:50.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1959!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a fun website that I found... just answer the questions and it tells you where you belong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in 1959&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/50s.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatyeardoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&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/5511351827660021042-4196799017925260543?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4196799017925260543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/1959.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4196799017925260543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4196799017925260543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/11/1959.html' title='1959!!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4015151319626231273</id><published>2008-10-21T09:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:07:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3-TKfKt3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/j9fsZeH3t60/s1600-h/twilight+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3-TKfKt3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/j9fsZeH3t60/s320/twilight+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259639545024657266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am sure I with just about every other girl around being way excited for the Twilight movie to come out.  I have read all of the books, numerous time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s, and even read the unpublished 5th book told in Edwards view... Which by the way abruptly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; stops right as it gets good which is annoying... Anyway,  I am way excited for the movie to come out and I can't wait to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3_QQ_kbTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IzjqeZzlpVY/s1600-h/twilight+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3_QQ_kbTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IzjqeZzlpVY/s320/twilight+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259640594743192882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3_HAtQs7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VgRUXqKkzrA/s1600-h/Twilight+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3_HAtQs7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VgRUXqKkzrA/s320/Twilight+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259640435752612786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;11 . 21. 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4015151319626231273?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4015151319626231273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4015151319626231273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4015151319626231273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='twilight'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SP3-TKfKt3I/AAAAAAAAAJc/j9fsZeH3t60/s72-c/twilight+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4931485972045211980</id><published>2008-09-11T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:27:42.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Red, Yellow, Orange.... FALL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so excited that fall is here! It is my favorite time of year. I love watching the leaves change and feeling the cool crisp air and clean air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Utah, we get the chance to see all four seasons and this is one of the most fascinating to me. It is amazing to see how many colors all the plants can turn to. I always feel content and a peaceful feeling throughout the fall. I feel so blessed that my life has led me back to this beautiful place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUmjRw0_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/300O2YTQpTI/s1600-h/fall+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUmjRw0_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/300O2YTQpTI/s400/fall+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816262331159538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUmUErOSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/453xwUzqVTo/s1600-h/fall+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUmUErOSI/AAAAAAAAAE0/453xwUzqVTo/s400/fall+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816258249734434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUm55ezXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ijjJc8MLOts/s1600-h/fall+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUm55ezXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ijjJc8MLOts/s400/fall+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816268403330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUm82arFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/g6bRaisjNBI/s1600-h/fall+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUm82arFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/g6bRaisjNBI/s400/fall+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244816269195783250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5511351827660021042-4931485972045211980?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4931485972045211980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-yellow-orange-fall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4931485972045211980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4931485972045211980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-yellow-orange-fall.html' title='Red, Yellow, Orange.... FALL!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SMlUmjRw0_I/AAAAAAAAAE8/300O2YTQpTI/s72-c/fall+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-3353442503779519719</id><published>2008-08-29T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:45:54.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School - what a blessing and a pain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow... Summer has flown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't believe we are already into fall and school has started.  This summer has been a crazy one for us but a very memorable one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Michael and I started school this Monday and it has been such the roller coaster!  Let's just say we are not the biggest fans of Weber State this semester.  Michael was finishing up a class at UVU for his Associate's this summer and was waiting to send in his degree, but while waiting, he did send in his previous transcripts that had all but this science class on it so that he could register for classes at Weber...  They were slow at putting them in the computer and it made for quite the struggle to register him for the right classes.  He was promised over the phone that the transcripts were there and just needed to be entered.  We find out three days before school starts that they lost the most important transcript - the one with the Math credit on it - and he would need to resend it to be able to get into any classes he needs.  We spend all day last Friday and this last Monday on Campus trying to convince department heads and counselors that he has all the prerequisites and every class he needs to be able to take all his elective and major required classes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Someone was definitely on his side up above us because they let him in to all the classes he needed to get into!  He does have quite the load but he can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One more complaint about Weber (or any college) - BOOKS ARE TOO EXPENSIVE!!!  If we were to buy his books from Weber (like we did at first) then he would have had to pay over $800 (almost half the cost of tuition).  We got smart though!  We returned the books and bought them for half that price on Amazon - and thanks to a friend, we got two classes' books for free! My biggest irritation is that they make the books shrink wrapped with study guides and won't let you buy them back at the end of the semester so you are stuck with books you don't need! (And the teachers don't even tell you to use the study guides!)  Then.... they change the edition every other year or.... better yet, keep the book the same just put a new cover on it and make you buy the brand new book for $150!!!  I love colleges :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know school is a wonderful thing and lets us be prepared for life and good jobs but it sure gives ya a kick in the gut while you are in it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just had to get my little frustration of starting a new school year and getting into the upper division classes of the undergrad schooling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Besides my little spat at college, I am happy to be starting school and getting a routine and getting settled in our new little life... If we don't live to the end of the semester, now you know why! jk ;)&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/5511351827660021042-3353442503779519719?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/3353442503779519719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-what-blessing-and-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3353442503779519719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/3353442503779519719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/08/school-what-blessing-and-pain.html' title='School - what a blessing and a pain!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5470291279045392346</id><published>2008-08-14T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:12:35.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I have been a little busy finishing up my wedding and going on my honeymoon.  I should have posted these before but I just ran out of time!  These are just a few of my bridals that were taken two weeks before the wedding. Hope you enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP1_gamJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VkUQVAgijZA/s1600-h/Bridals+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP1_gamJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VkUQVAgijZA/s320/Bridals+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396455910414482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2PH_poI/AAAAAAAAADY/V9FDBdEdhf0/s1600-h/Bridals+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2PH_poI/AAAAAAAAADY/V9FDBdEdhf0/s320/Bridals+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396460102952578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2YbuxuI/AAAAAAAAADg/fuwpHqWlzvo/s1600-h/Bridals+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2YbuxuI/AAAAAAAAADg/fuwpHqWlzvo/s320/Bridals+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396462601651938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2vuZTCI/AAAAAAAAADo/hxq0gn3HuAM/s1600-h/Bridals+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP2vuZTCI/AAAAAAAAADo/hxq0gn3HuAM/s320/Bridals+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234396468853951522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXFaAdilI/AAAAAAAAADw/PHqGW2vsrfs/s1600-h/Bridals+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXFaAdilI/AAAAAAAAADw/PHqGW2vsrfs/s320/Bridals+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234404417303579218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXFqQru8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bZBg2Mh03nY/s1600-h/Bridals+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXFqQru8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/bZBg2Mh03nY/s320/Bridals+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234404421666585538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXF3noT1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/q0Y8a264jmk/s1600-h/Bridals+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRXF3noT1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/q0Y8a264jmk/s320/Bridals+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234404425252491090" 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/5511351827660021042-5470291279045392346?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5470291279045392346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/08/bridals.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5470291279045392346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5470291279045392346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/08/bridals.html' title='Bridals...'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SKRP1_gamJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VkUQVAgijZA/s72-c/Bridals+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-2812525649847946666</id><published>2008-07-19T09:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:51:34.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers, Showers, Showers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So this is my week for bridal showers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuesday I had a combined shower with my cousin Lindsay (for her baby girl) at my Aunt Kathy's house for the Sowell side of the family!  I got so many cool presents, just to name a few: camping chairs, 3 coolers, ice cream maker, towels, etc.  It was my first round of showers and I am so lucky to have such a wonderful family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Picnic basket from my Mom and Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIILTuT_X-I/AAAAAAAAABk/e4uVF4B5heU/s1600-h/Summer+08+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIILTuT_X-I/AAAAAAAAABk/e4uVF4B5heU/s320/Summer+08+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224750951180492770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lindsay opening the baby gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIKxbaapaI/AAAAAAAAABc/lG6leBc4Y80/s1600-h/Summer+08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIKxbaapaI/AAAAAAAAABc/lG6leBc4Y80/s320/Summer+08+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224750361991620002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final pile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Mom/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Tara/Showers%20%2708/Summer%2008%20036.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIILrr7u36I/AAAAAAAAABs/bfQIS2wKLLA/s1600-h/Summer+08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIILrr7u36I/AAAAAAAAABs/bfQIS2wKLLA/s320/Summer+08+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224751362858737570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Lindsay, and Sierra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIL5mSKg9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bw-Z_4HmMM0/s1600-h/Summer+08+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIL5mSKg9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bw-Z_4HmMM0/s320/Summer+08+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224751601860379602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next round of showers was Friday night at Lindsay's house for all the friends.  She threw me a Pampered Chef shower for all my kitchen goodies.  I didn't get to take the presents home since everyone ordered them at the shower.  I was called up to make a truffle and everyone got to sign a apron for me.  I ended up with a lot of products and now I get to go choose some free ones!  THANKS LINDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Mom/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Tara/Showers%20%2708/Summer%2008%20036.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Truffle time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIMiozy_XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/s5KGFJNxE44/s1600-h/Summer+08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIMiozy_XI/AAAAAAAAAB8/s5KGFJNxE44/s320/Summer+08+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224752306912951666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My best friend Jamie and I (we planned on being twins!)  ;o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIMsv66pzI/AAAAAAAAACE/3NIk6R5ZRk4/s1600-h/Summer+08+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIIMsv66pzI/AAAAAAAAACE/3NIk6R5ZRk4/s320/Summer+08+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224752480620554034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't forget the wedding night attire ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIINFkgRFeI/AAAAAAAAACM/sE5487YJoog/s1600-h/Summer+08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIINFkgRFeI/AAAAAAAAACM/sE5487YJoog/s320/Summer+08+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224752907052717538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank everyone that came and supported me this week!  I have one shower left, today for the Green side of the family.  Stay tuned for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-2812525649847946666?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/2812525649847946666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/showers-showers-showers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2812525649847946666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/2812525649847946666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/showers-showers-showers.html' title='Showers, Showers, Showers!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SIILTuT_X-I/AAAAAAAAABk/e4uVF4B5heU/s72-c/Summer+08+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-4811743493326013454</id><published>2008-07-08T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:33:44.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm employed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;About a week and a half ago, I interviewed at McKay Dee Hospital for an on-call registrar position.  I really didn't think I would get it because there were two other girls in there that had previously worked for Intermountain, but I must have did something right!  I start on Monday, July 14!!  Its on call so I can work around my school and everything else!  I am excited to start!  Finally some income! ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5511351827660021042-4811743493326013454?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/4811743493326013454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-employed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4811743493326013454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/4811743493326013454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-employed.html' title='I&apos;m employed!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5511351827660021042.post-5915098678765125741</id><published>2008-07-06T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:20:26.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ONE MORE WEEK until my mom comes to visit from California!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am getting way excited for her to be here for all my bridal showers and for her to get to relax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She is going to be here for a week and then she has to go back home :o(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This weekend was a blast! On Friday the 4th of July, the Green's all came over to Grandma Karen's and we swam, bbq-ed, and just hung out! I got to play with my other boyfriend, Daxton, who is 6 1/2 months and the most adorable, chubbiest baby around! Yesterday Kim (Michael's little sister), Michael and I went hiking up Adam's Canyon in Layton! Can I just say I am TOTALLY out of shape! Whew! (Oh, I must add that I discovered my shoes change color in different sceneries - he he - they go from BRIGHT white to white and BROWN real fast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Later Michael, Roger (his dad) and I went to see Hancock... I thought it was good and pretty funny! We then went to quite a large version of the Sowell family dinners that we once had! ITS MORE THAN DOUBLED! I was able to see the cute Scott Sowell gang from Canada, Don and Joni drove up from Mesquite and the rest were just in town! Its weird being the only one from the Todd Sowell side, I feel like I am my parents, and my brothers, and me all at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today I have just been really lazy and relaxed, and been sore from my hike up the mountain yesterday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish I had more exciting news for you, but right now, life is a little slow!&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/5511351827660021042-5915098678765125741?l=michaelandtara8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/feeds/5915098678765125741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5915098678765125741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5511351827660021042/posts/default/5915098678765125741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelandtara8.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend!'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08222566398828275161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_-EY8NSrjU0Q/SHFkDUlwCvI/AAAAAAAAABE/_bAqRyZvjD8/S220/Michael+and+Tara+Engagement+074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
