<?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-4322817020556159710</id><updated>2012-02-06T04:28:40.605-08:00</updated><category term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><category term='Frog Princess'/><title type='text'>Ummmmm......... Pink</title><subtitle type='html'>We don't stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7939776538422660388</id><published>2012-02-03T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T05:14:46.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to copy</title><content type='html'>Totally stole this from &lt;a href="http://especiallyemilyd.blogspot.com/"&gt;E&lt;/a&gt;mily But I don't feel all that guilty because she stole it from someone else :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get weirdly excited&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;about &lt;/strong&gt;new episodes of Phineas and Ferb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel overwhelmed with gratitude when I&lt;/strong&gt; think about all the great people influencing who I am becomming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to eat&lt;/strong&gt; Fettucinni &lt;strong&gt;all day, every day&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am kinda a bad person and &lt;/strong&gt;sometimes goof off during church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I could dye my hair &lt;/strong&gt;pink again, the underside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just don't understand&lt;/strong&gt; math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe how close I am to&lt;/strong&gt; 30 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I strongly consider spending a lot of money on&lt;/strong&gt; yarn to make a blanket or a sweater for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7939776538422660388?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7939776538422660388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7939776538422660388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7939776538422660388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7939776538422660388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-like-to-copy.html' title='I like to copy'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-895265061305399987</id><published>2012-01-20T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T05:32:11.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ron Burgundy???</title><content type='html'>That is how turning 25 has made me feel...... I keep saying in my head, "I'm 25??" well here's to being 25 and making the best of being 25!! (If I keep repeating it maybe it will seem real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And how does a 25 year old celebrate turning 25, I'm glad you asked!! Let's make a list, (Yep Mindy I too love making lists!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend the week before group texting with Mel, Jess, Chad and Josh trying to decide if we should party and how many layers the cake should be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide on 7 layers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have and AMAZING friend named Melanie that hosts the party and decides to make the most delicious appetizers!! (seriously thanks Mel, they were so yummy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play games like Apples to Apples and Diddy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat a yummy 7 layer cake made by the group chef Josh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake up the morning of your actual birthday and go to meetings, (because your birthday falls on a Sunday). Happily report you did your visits!! Being 25 has made me responsible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have Jessica text you pictures of yourself she has added birthday captions to via her iPad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;See the hilarious pictures Jessica, Effie and Emily took of themselves and distorted via the iPad (The iPad, perfect for when they do the exact same lesson in relief society as last week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have Mike and Britt come for Sacrament Mtg and the linger longer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get your visiting Teaching done and have home teachers come (did I mention the responsibility I have gained in my old age)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get presents, Cheese Soup and Cake!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday is a school holiday so the Lowry family decides to kidnap you with a blindfold and everything!! (those sneaky snow spies!! LOVE THEM!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint a Bug (A GIANT mug that is a combo of a Bowl/Mug)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get whisked off to Red Robin (love their fry sauce)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Cupcakes at a cute bakery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for everyone that made my birthday weekend special!! Here's to 25, may it be GRAND!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/4322817020556159710-895265061305399987?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/895265061305399987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=895265061305399987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/895265061305399987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/895265061305399987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-ron-burgundy.html' title='I&apos;m Ron Burgundy???'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8852165108506567192</id><published>2012-01-09T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T04:48:08.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta LOvE</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessica Foust: She is my Bestie. (Any fans of The Big Bang Theory will get that) It's funny how well we get along even though we are so different&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garlic Bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Presents from my sister that I open even though my birthday is still more than a week away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phineas and Ferb (hey, where's Perry?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike: Poor guy had to watch the Phineas and Ferb movie with me, not sure if he hated it but he was a good sport&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new NOOK!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother Spencer, how many brothers buy everyone in their family a Nook for Christmas?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My big red slippers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Cocoa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Texting: I hate talking on the phone with people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rachel sending me pictures of her kids and their adventures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&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/4322817020556159710-8852165108506567192?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8852165108506567192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8852165108506567192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8852165108506567192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8852165108506567192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2012/01/gotta-love.html' title='Gotta LOvE'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3189070743562028231</id><published>2011-12-23T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T04:48:24.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got This at The Home Depot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never been good with plants, it's true. I even took FFA and that didn't help. I can arrange flowers to look pretty good, even made a really pretty wreath..... but when it comes to growing and keeping plants alive- I struggle. So instead of overcoming that struggle, I'm choosing to go around it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestlandscapeideas.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Cactus-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.bestlandscapeideas.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Cactus-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing I think Cacti are pretty!! (Cacti? Is that correct?) I got one similar to this in the summer, and it's still alive!! So when I someday have a home and yard don't expect much in the way of landscape, some Cacti and pretty rocks will be the extent of my gardening and flower bed planning. And maybe I'll throw in some cool flower pots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3189070743562028231?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3189070743562028231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3189070743562028231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3189070743562028231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3189070743562028231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/12/got-this-at-home-depot.html' title='Got This at The Home Depot'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4293671293664973910</id><published>2011-12-12T05:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:50:09.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going To:</title><content type='html'>A List of My, "Can't Wait To Knit This" Projects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bright, Beautiful Green Baby Sweater with a Yellow Pear!! (How cute would it be to do a Yellow sweater with a Green Partridge on it to match!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yellow Sweater with a Green Partridge on it ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate Brown Bunny with Sweet Pink Ears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chunky White hat with Bright Pink Ear Flaps in the shape of hearts for February. Maybe Cherry Red Trim on those Hearts.......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apple Washcloths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boy Chicken to go with my Girl Chicken.... she seems lonely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 More pigs and I am done with my 3 little Pigs playset, (why have I not finished them already????)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4293671293664973910?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4293671293664973910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4293671293664973910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4293671293664973910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4293671293664973910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-going-to.html' title='I&apos;m Going To:'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4417424575141432139</id><published>2011-12-05T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:02:22.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful for You</title><content type='html'>I have so many great people in my life that I am grateful for, I have the biggest friend collection around. :) Friends I live with that I call Family. Friends I work with; Grown Up and Pint Sized. Friends I see lots and friends I see occasionally. This post is for you, you lucky people I call friends...... lucky or unlucky BWAH HA HA!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could name every person I love and their amazing qualities (which is why I'm friends with them, because who wants to be friends with a stick in the mud?) But I can't so if you aren't on here I'm sorry and maybe I catch you in Grateful for You part TWO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brittany Hammond: She once told me that whoever I ended up marrying is going to be the luckiest guy ever and probably won't deserve me (because I was telling her about making bread or something silly like that) yeah the more I think about it the more I realize that statement is meant for her. This girl is always happy, always positive, always sweet and just a joy to be around. Who wouldn't want to be around a sunny, positive person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mindy Singleton: Man I love chatting with this real life Barbie. She reminds me of my fun cousins, the ones who you feel like the popular kid when you are with them. So glad I know this mom and get to take care of her sweet little girl. (sweet until she decides to give you "the glare") something she reserves for certain boys. I think she is on to something  though, those boys work REALLY hard to win her love...... hmmm, note to self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michaela: My black sister who isn't really black but everyone thinks she is. Seriously she has been asked my many if she is black, or what race she is. LOVE her, we can bond over knitting or cats (because we are 80 years old) Big Bang Theory, cute boys, Psych, the Middle, basically any show that is funny. Love hearing her boy drama and bragging about her running skills...... yeah this girl can RUN!! Love ya sis!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rynn: Little girl in my daycare who I hope my future daughter will be just like. She dresses in crazy outfits; i.e. black boots, pink tutu and big read t-shirt. She runs into things a lot (this is so me and I figure my poor future kids may well inherit my graceful-ness) but this girl is tough (something I wish I was) and very sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is it for now, maybe I'll do part 2 someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4417424575141432139?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4417424575141432139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4417424575141432139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4417424575141432139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4417424575141432139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/12/grateful-for-you.html' title='Grateful for You'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5912610019285274791</id><published>2011-11-14T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T05:02:20.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Things</title><content type='html'>I may have totally copied this from one of my High School students, (seriously love those girls) or I may not have. You never can tell..... or can you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THREE THINGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Family (especially Taly- not that I have favorites...)&lt;br /&gt;Bountiful High (kids, co-workers and students)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love:&lt;br /&gt;Knitting&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find pointless:&lt;br /&gt;Tablecloths&lt;br /&gt;Many reality shows&lt;br /&gt;Not liking Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;Nutcracker Ballet&lt;br /&gt;Watching White Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Holiday parties (think I'm excited for Christmas.... maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to:&lt;br /&gt;Be more patient&lt;br /&gt;Finish my christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;Set aside a whole day to watch every Harry Potter back to back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had:&lt;br /&gt;Timberland snow boots&lt;br /&gt;A million dollars&lt;br /&gt;A handsome man who wears suits and suspenders, has a snappy name like Don Draper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5912610019285274791?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5912610019285274791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5912610019285274791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5912610019285274791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5912610019285274791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-things.html' title='3 Things'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4583703949472767718</id><published>2011-10-22T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T06:11:26.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>Here are some random thoughts to just play catch up and to say I actually blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just orded my very first pair of TOMS (Mustard Yellow Corduroy!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought Taly some TOMS too (Gray Boots that are ADORABLE- Being an Aunt means you can buy totally impractical and random gifts, I LOVE that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sick of being sick!! blegh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love my afternoon girlies (I'm getting depressed thinking about them graduating)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love my new friend Melissa &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love my old friend Kristy (How would I live without you!! and by old I mean friends since Jr. High)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bow Ties and Suspenders, new favorite thing a guy could wear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excited to be a 50's Housewife!! (for Halloween) Wish this Betty luck in finding her Don (minus the womanizing and drinking and smoking.....)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss my sister and my nephew&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my job and co-workers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love my kids at the daycare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I drink too much Dr. Pepper (If it wasn't so yummy we wouldn't have this problem)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Isaac likes to give me hugs randomly throughout the day (I love that boy- could I flunk him so he can't go to first grade...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting up at 4 on Mondays and 5 on Saturdays is getting easier to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is a summary of my life- now to go finish blog stalking!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4583703949472767718?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4583703949472767718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4583703949472767718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4583703949472767718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4583703949472767718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/10/catching-up.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4735017994958671419</id><published>2011-07-01T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:59:52.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Post Anymore</title><content type='html'>I know I know, I never post anymore (HEY!! that's the title of my post) Admitting you have a problem is the first step right. Here is a little update (I say little because I have more pictures but uploading these has taken like 45 min already so I will get the second have come Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, Curtis, Taly and Major came to visit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-yolmGFiU/Tg4HeQKFkFI/AAAAAAAABR8/IkdxLXOhcg8/s1600/jacque9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624441200947073106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-yolmGFiU/Tg4HeQKFkFI/AAAAAAAABR8/IkdxLXOhcg8/s320/jacque9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh he is so handsome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CdXCcCIr54/Tg4Hd6qh1UI/AAAAAAAABR0/CAoTmItHK5g/s1600/jacque16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624441195177563458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CdXCcCIr54/Tg4Hd6qh1UI/AAAAAAAABR0/CAoTmItHK5g/s320/jacque16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having some fun modeling for the camera&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see my sister and have them surprise us (seriously surprise I was chatting with her on the phone and she was like well gotta run see you tonight. YAY!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pool Party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UH2Cf9bfZU/Tg4HduG502I/AAAAAAAABRs/BWRXDwXogSQ/s1600/jacque15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624441191806915426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UH2Cf9bfZU/Tg4HduG502I/AAAAAAAABRs/BWRXDwXogSQ/s320/jacque15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non swimmers, enjoying the food. There was of course chips and salsa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omypcgBUh0Y/Tg4HDZgX1BI/AAAAAAAABRk/hGDM0_b_pwg/s1600/jacque14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440739599995922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omypcgBUh0Y/Tg4HDZgX1BI/AAAAAAAABRk/hGDM0_b_pwg/s320/jacque14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the swimmers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7FWZGJMwYw/Tg4HDCrLy4I/AAAAAAAABRc/4keycsUyz3E/s1600/jacque13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440733471329154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7FWZGJMwYw/Tg4HDCrLy4I/AAAAAAAABRc/4keycsUyz3E/s320/jacque13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a bad turn out. After the whole birthday mess (not getting pictures) I was very careful to make sure I got pictures (also proof that I can throw a party!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our lovely sponsers the Warren's for the use of their pool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanded A Dresser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNcAiHORWU0/Tg4HClamfCI/AAAAAAAABRU/0Hn20FKraKg/s1600/jacque12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440725617146914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aNcAiHORWU0/Tg4HClamfCI/AAAAAAAABRU/0Hn20FKraKg/s320/jacque12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before and After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0Y4cdwHO3Y/Tg4HCQwPKBI/AAAAAAAABRM/mUHI1oootMM/s1600/Jacque11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440720070748178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0Y4cdwHO3Y/Tg4HCQwPKBI/AAAAAAAABRM/mUHI1oootMM/s320/Jacque11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sander got me while I was changing the sanding pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9HtcJGlNog/Tg4HCMV5lqI/AAAAAAAABRE/6iT-JjeQeCQ/s1600/jacque10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440718886540962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p9HtcJGlNog/Tg4HCMV5lqI/AAAAAAAABRE/6iT-JjeQeCQ/s320/jacque10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The finished product!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was visiting the Lowrys and they were in the process of loading this up to take to DI. Rachel jokingly asked if I wanted a dresser. Joke was on her cuz I DID!! I sanded it with a metal sander and the sparks FLEW!! Literally, sanding metal means sparks. I love the end result and it was super fun to work on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4735017994958671419?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4735017994958671419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4735017994958671419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4735017994958671419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4735017994958671419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-never-post-anymore.html' title='I Never Post Anymore'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KU-yolmGFiU/Tg4HeQKFkFI/AAAAAAAABR8/IkdxLXOhcg8/s72-c/jacque9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3957101940722410277</id><published>2011-06-22T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:03:04.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Home</title><content type='html'>What makes a perfect home; is it the square footage, the state of the art electronics, number of rooms?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Perfect Home is: &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doors left open because everyone is in and out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neighbors popping in randomly, bringing treats or just wanting to chat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children running around, those that belong there and those that are there just to play.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full of stories and laughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full of service and good examples.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A place to let your creativity grow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shared with others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/4322817020556159710-3957101940722410277?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3957101940722410277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3957101940722410277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3957101940722410277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3957101940722410277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-home.html' title='A Perfect Home'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3863461766143800601</id><published>2011-04-09T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:06:19.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday was the Funniest day ever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday morning I slept in pretty late, I'd been up late knitting these- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHAEhVidwNg/TaCKsvRhmMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/9VfrwOGT7ko/s1600/Jacque7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593623238403004610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHAEhVidwNg/TaCKsvRhmMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/9VfrwOGT7ko/s320/Jacque7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided for easter to make little knit bracelets for my sisters with these cute chickies on them (the extra blue one is for a headband for my friend Traci since I never finished her hat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I slept in till Eleven and then after quickly getting ready I went with my Dad, Sister and Brother to the Carl Bloch exhibit. &lt;a href="http://www.carlbloch.com/"&gt;http://www.carlbloch.com/&lt;/a&gt; Such amazing works of art, I loved them all and loved reading the captions to learn about what he was trying to convey and special things in the picture to look for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't take Pics of the Carl Bloch Exhibit but this was another exhibit in the Museum!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yvgm7PVRTA/TaCKs7O_cOI/AAAAAAAABQY/XFH122zd8RY/s1600/Jacque5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593623241613603042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yvgm7PVRTA/TaCKs7O_cOI/AAAAAAAABQY/XFH122zd8RY/s320/Jacque5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593623249209004386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dhs-_NE4C-o/TaCKtXh4EWI/AAAAAAAABQw/ukjqswFgyoc/s320/Jacque6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to drop younger brother at older brother's house we all stopped for some In'n'Out YUM!! Second time in 2 days though lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burger Bracket was also this day and it was at Hires in Salt Lake (I think I will do a seperate post about this since it deserves a lot of detail) This is my friend Mel's creation and I need to do it justice. On the way to burger number 2 for Friday I picked up some friends - first Jessica then Diane, last but not least was Brittany. I went a new way to Brittany's house and went too far south, Diane thankfully noticed and we figured we would just turn around. Easier said than done- I was in my neighbor's truck and I saw a dirt driveway right next to a cement one and figured I'd just pull partway onto the dirt side and turn around onto the cement one. I didn't factor in the rain and snow from the last couple days. We slid A LOT!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSbT7rJesTM/TaKnTzpcrpI/AAAAAAAABQ4/yRnQjZrkcN0/s1600/Jacque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594217645870984850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jSbT7rJesTM/TaKnTzpcrpI/AAAAAAAABQ4/yRnQjZrkcN0/s320/Jacque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sideways and forward and all over the place we slid.... I freaked out and they just laughed. Finally I found the 4 wheel drive and we were able to back out of the driveway. (not before I ruined it) We picked up Brittany and drove back to view the damage and get this pic. One of these nights the 3 of us plus Brittany are going to take leave them cookies and an apology note)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3863461766143800601?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3863461766143800601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3863461766143800601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3863461766143800601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3863461766143800601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-was-funniest-day-ever.html' title='Friday was the Funniest day ever!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHAEhVidwNg/TaCKsvRhmMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/9VfrwOGT7ko/s72-c/Jacque7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1179173398507002874</id><published>2011-03-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:14:35.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of these days I will....</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop staying up late to knit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish all my prejects before I start new ones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;scan the last photo I have of me and my Aunt Carol into the computer so I can write memories and have that photo in a post&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop texting Kristy only grumpy stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;post pictures of all my knitted stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;file my taxes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be an &amp;amp; on Traci's blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;catch up on 30 rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;some may take longer than others - but here is to optimism&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1179173398507002874?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1179173398507002874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1179173398507002874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1179173398507002874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1179173398507002874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-of-these-days-i-will.html' title='One of these days I will....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1907500001541865317</id><published>2011-02-22T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:14:48.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Only Inappropriate if I Lick It.....</title><content type='html'>I'm sure this isn't the best title of this post, but when I think of Randy Noorlander this is what I think about. It all happened when my friend Melissa and I were driving her Dad to Chemotherapy. Here is the story:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa and her sister Mariah were driving their Dad (Randy) to Chemo and asked if I wanted to come along, after they dropped him off with their mom they were going to do some shopping. On the ride to the hospital I was telling about how my phone background always got some smart aleky comments, especially at church. (it's a picture of Jacob Black Shirtless). One guy in particular asked me, "Isn't that inappropriate?" Her Dad always joking, even when in pain, responded, "You should say it's only inappropriate if I lick it." I'll never forget that summer day, all of us laughing and me promising to say that next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On February 14th Randy Noorlander lost his battle with Cancer. Leaving behind a loving wife and 4 amazing kids. One of which I am lucky to call a friend. What an inspiration this man and his family has been to me. He coached his kids soccer teams since they were little and my sisters were lucky to be on their teams. His funeral was filled with people telling about how he served his whole life and how much he cared for others. Here's to you Randy, you will never be forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1907500001541865317?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1907500001541865317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1907500001541865317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1907500001541865317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1907500001541865317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-only-inappropriate-if-i-lick-it.html' title='It&apos;s Only Inappropriate if I Lick It.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8869275398035547376</id><published>2011-02-01T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:10:27.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been putting it off</title><content type='html'>I was having such a blast at my party I didn't get one single picture!! The only proof that more than my siblings and 2 cutouts showed up is a video my buddy Marcos shot of 2 friends dancing the "Pool Dance". Therefore I've been putting off blogging in hopes that one of the many people at my party (dead serious guys, I have more than 2 friends) had taken some for me. It has yet to happen so I will blog about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8869275398035547376?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8869275398035547376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8869275398035547376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8869275398035547376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8869275398035547376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-been-putting-it-off.html' title='I&apos;ve been putting it off'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8173450917163114963</id><published>2011-01-11T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:00:45.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Organized</title><content type='html'>Wow I think this is officially the longest I have ever gone between blog posts..... Life is BUSY. I rarely get to do things I WANT to do. But I still manage to sneak in things here are there, like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINALLLY saw Tangled and LOVED it (Thanks Rachel for being a spur of the moment person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knitted a straw house, will begin construction on the stick house next week, this week is crazy because......&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting ready for my party, yep I'm super cool and throwing myself a Birthday party this weekend lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished 5 of the 7 Harry Potter books (Mostly that was accomplished over the Christmas Break)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life at work has been a little crazy, but I did manage to fix that a little....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TSx9c6D9TSI/AAAAAAAABQE/B_RuOn5VgvU/s1600/0105111044-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560957575471385890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TSx9c6D9TSI/AAAAAAAABQE/B_RuOn5VgvU/s320/0105111044-00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHO KNEW!! You can organize the little babies into their very own laundry basket!! I don't know if the Babies thought it was funny but Addie and I sure did!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8173450917163114963?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8173450917163114963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8173450917163114963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8173450917163114963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8173450917163114963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2011/01/getting-organized.html' title='Getting Organized'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TSx9c6D9TSI/AAAAAAAABQE/B_RuOn5VgvU/s72-c/0105111044-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3005396023046151754</id><published>2010-12-07T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:38:42.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a loser</title><content type='html'>Did i ever tell y'all how much of a loser i am....because i am a huge loser. perhaps the bigges in th enire world.&lt;br /&gt;jacque uresk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3005396023046151754?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3005396023046151754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3005396023046151754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3005396023046151754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3005396023046151754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-loser.html' title='Im a loser'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5425882444967388601</id><published>2010-12-07T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:49:10.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rissa Roo</title><content type='html'>Rissa Roo&lt;br /&gt;I Love You&lt;br /&gt;We Go To Opening Night Movies&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes We Make Smoothies&lt;br /&gt;You Rock At Volleyball&lt;br /&gt;Sound Grumpy When I Call&lt;br /&gt;Your Hair Is So Very Long&lt;br /&gt;Think My Love Of Pink Is Wrong&lt;br /&gt;I Laugh About The Time You Wore The Hot Pink Heels&lt;br /&gt;Mac N Cheese Is What We Would Eat For All Meals&lt;br /&gt;Can't Wait For Dawn Treader On Friday 12:01&lt;br /&gt;Oh We Will Have Soo Much Fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5425882444967388601?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5425882444967388601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5425882444967388601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5425882444967388601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5425882444967388601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/12/rissa-roo.html' title='Rissa Roo'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-237953845654161544</id><published>2010-12-05T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T23:34:34.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla Lay La</title><content type='html'>You wrote a blogpost about how amazing our family is... called me ur twin. I love your silliness and how we knit together like super cool people. You take care of my kitty and listen to me complain about any and everything. We get along oh so well and I don't know what I would do without you. I miss the days we would watch North and South (we need to start that up again, stupid school!!) and when we would swim like crazy. Here's to you Michaela, keep being the amazing person you are. On December 14th you will find us awake at 5 am to watch the newly released A-Team!! Love You Sister!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-237953845654161544?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/237953845654161544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=237953845654161544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/237953845654161544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/237953845654161544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/12/kayla-lay-la.html' title='Kayla Lay La'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3114189021044674190</id><published>2010-11-15T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T09:28:28.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions, Tigers and Bears!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Attention: This post does not actually contain any Lions and only one Bear..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My neighbor owns a veterinarian clinic and takes care of the animals at Lagoon. He currently has 2 Tigers at his house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpq2OwBbI/AAAAAAAABPg/U9oNMVybdXE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539825201475225010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpq2OwBbI/AAAAAAAABPg/U9oNMVybdXE/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and the Tigers. There is a boy named Titan and a girl named Athena (Athena is my favorite Greek Goddess just in case you were wondering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFprtfY2TI/AAAAAAAABPo/mcQ3Dzxhn7o/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539825216308959538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFprtfY2TI/AAAAAAAABPo/mcQ3Dzxhn7o/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFs16W0Q5I/AAAAAAAABP4/N-qGjSYu7tQ/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539828690096243602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFs16W0Q5I/AAAAAAAABP4/N-qGjSYu7tQ/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpqrQk2kI/AAAAAAAABPY/UZXPVDUQ0WQ/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539825198530091586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpqrQk2kI/AAAAAAAABPY/UZXPVDUQ0WQ/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did NOT want to be held, but they were sweet and cuddly. They had just eaten so they were sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpYtxeC9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/LhD9bQSybJc/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824889967283154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpYtxeC9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/LhD9bQSybJc/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The look on my face says it all.... NERD!! jk I'm not sure what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpXX5WY3I/AAAAAAAABPI/lEi51lE0EkY/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824866914886514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpXX5WY3I/AAAAAAAABPI/lEi51lE0EkY/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpWwD27aI/AAAAAAAABPA/ciwn1kks7GU/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824856221543842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpWwD27aI/AAAAAAAABPA/ciwn1kks7GU/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpWoUe1JI/AAAAAAAABO4/uDFNadOnCSw/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824854143784082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpWoUe1JI/AAAAAAAABO4/uDFNadOnCSw/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824846353322098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpWLTF0HI/AAAAAAAABOw/v3KYGzBraro/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFo0kfEhpI/AAAAAAAABOo/X39eWjS2KvI/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824268998903442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFo0kfEhpI/AAAAAAAABOo/X39eWjS2KvI/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously aren't they SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFo0Ligr1I/AAAAAAAABOg/NnqH7oTus1o/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824262302445394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFo0Ligr1I/AAAAAAAABOg/NnqH7oTus1o/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFozgFwcmI/AAAAAAAABOY/8k38J3d0-V4/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824250639118946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFozgFwcmI/AAAAAAAABOY/8k38J3d0-V4/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFoyyP5VWI/AAAAAAAABOI/aipLaHIQ7fQ/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539824238333613410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFoyyP5VWI/AAAAAAAABOI/aipLaHIQ7fQ/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thankful for the White's letting us come play with the Tigers for so long so late at night. They were so great to do that and just a sweet family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFqSn0kbmI/AAAAAAAABPw/I8SXXYcWlq4/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539825884802084450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFqSn0kbmI/AAAAAAAABPw/I8SXXYcWlq4/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is our little Bear!! Love you Talon!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3114189021044674190?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3114189021044674190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3114189021044674190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3114189021044674190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3114189021044674190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/11/lions-tigers-and-bears.html' title='Lions, Tigers and Bears!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TOFpq2OwBbI/AAAAAAAABPg/U9oNMVybdXE/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5844562445014815394</id><published>2010-10-31T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:07:02.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jr. Jazz Players, A Fairy and One Hot Chick!!</title><content type='html'>Halloween 2010 was going to be the title but COME ON...... Let's be creative :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carving Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBINMkRI/AAAAAAAABMo/vTd3ZCSlzOA/s1600/Halloween+10+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341220258320658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBINMkRI/AAAAAAAABMo/vTd3ZCSlzOA/s320/Halloween+10+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cutest Pumpkin I have EVER carved.... Usually they end up pretty odd looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7GPodpI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3hbMlZf6WOU/s1600/Halloween+10+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342216164079250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7GPodpI/AAAAAAAABNQ/3hbMlZf6WOU/s320/Halloween+10+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine and Melanie's Pumpkins.... I pretty much love the nose on hers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBOSSaNI/AAAAAAAABMw/XRiKqI0osOE/s1600/Halloween+10+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341221890287826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBOSSaNI/AAAAAAAABMw/XRiKqI0osOE/s320/Halloween+10+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad Jacque Melanie Josh..... Man those are some cute Pumpkins!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday before Halloween... and I'm getting EXCITED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBSxoc6I/AAAAAAAABM4/NvWKFdnZ2xU/s1600/Halloween+10+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341223095497634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBSxoc6I/AAAAAAAABM4/NvWKFdnZ2xU/s320/Halloween+10+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to get festive with my hair.... the kids thought it was a little odd and wanted to touch the bugs a lot... I think to make sure I didn't ACTUALLY have bugs in my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBinxqhI/AAAAAAAABNA/1DhsfcxB9s0/s1600/Halloween+10+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341227349125650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBinxqhI/AAAAAAAABNA/1DhsfcxB9s0/s320/Halloween+10+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinkin and YES.... I did copy this outfit out of Vogue Magazine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBhxMicI/AAAAAAAABNI/-uapwuS8lZc/s1600/Halloween+10+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341227120200130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBhxMicI/AAAAAAAABNI/-uapwuS8lZc/s320/Halloween+10+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bugs made it to the end of the day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some Trick Or Treating at BHS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3vg-pSSGI/AAAAAAAABOA/XVbnhU08vPI/s1600/Halloween+10+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342866959222882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3vg-pSSGI/AAAAAAAABOA/XVbnhU08vPI/s320/Halloween+10+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Talon: This was Taly's first Halloween and my Sister is AWESOME and brought him Trick Or Treating at my work... I loved having him around and making all my High Schoolers look at how cute he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3vgrEKXJI/AAAAAAAABN4/xHWqsz04oS8/s1600/Halloween+10+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342861703240850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3vgrEKXJI/AAAAAAAABN4/xHWqsz04oS8/s320/Halloween+10+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we didn't get him in Costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7_atneI/AAAAAAAABNw/Uazi4lWhOWQ/s1600/Halloween+10+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342231511375330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7_atneI/AAAAAAAABNw/Uazi4lWhOWQ/s320/Halloween+10+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mermaid Addie, Fairy Jacque and One Hot Chick!! (I wish the chick were actually looking at the camera cuz she is a cutie!!) Her Grandma is the Old Miss Jackie (Sorry if I spelled that wrong) meaning she worked at the daycare before me, and what a Grandma- she can be found coming to the daycare early to take her grandson to kindergarten just snuggling this little chick. (who happens to look just like her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7v7JwII/AAAAAAAABNo/r-it0Q_NwUE/s1600/Halloween+10+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342227352469634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7v7JwII/AAAAAAAABNo/r-it0Q_NwUE/s320/Halloween+10+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the ladies I work with, I miss Cheryl like crazy but if I had to lose her I'm glad she was replaced by such a great lady. (it sucks not to have Brad drop off Veto's anymore too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to The Monster Mile!! A cute friend Jessie (not pictured because she has the picture of us together... maybe I'll post it later, maybe I won't) told me about this 5k in Provo and I figured why not!! (I got a worse time than my first run, but it was fun so I'm not too depressed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7gH4FOI/AAAAAAAABNg/mOLTqZjqYRM/s1600/Halloween+10+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342223110870242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7gH4FOI/AAAAAAAABNg/mOLTqZjqYRM/s320/Halloween+10+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tyler showin off our costumes!! Retro Jazz jerseys were harder to find at the DI than Tyler had planned on so we went for Jr. Jazz Players!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7X5cuMI/AAAAAAAABNY/pEwXZV-WRo8/s1600/Halloween+10+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534342220902873282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3u7X5cuMI/AAAAAAAABNY/pEwXZV-WRo8/s320/Halloween+10+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not used to using Tyler's Phone..... please excuse the fingers in the corners this is Chad and Tyler... The 3 of us and Josh drove to Payson Friday night and stayed at my cousin Melinda's house then headed over to Provo the next morning. We had a blast but I think next race I do I'm going to bed before 1:30 am the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5844562445014815394?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5844562445014815394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5844562445014815394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5844562445014815394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5844562445014815394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/10/jr-jazz-players-fairy-and-one-hot-chick.html' title='Jr. Jazz Players, A Fairy and One Hot Chick!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TM3uBINMkRI/AAAAAAAABMo/vTd3ZCSlzOA/s72-c/Halloween+10+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8927447842807653983</id><published>2010-10-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:07:30.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Sweater Party Part One</title><content type='html'>Ugly Sweater Party..... October 15-16, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Paul's Condo in Park City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRZZfVapI/AAAAAAAABMg/ry4pGx9tyxU/s1600/USP+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198689052125842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRZZfVapI/AAAAAAAABMg/ry4pGx9tyxU/s320/USP+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringin Shoulder Pads BACK BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;Those SEXY earrings were made from Christmas ornaments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKzHk_4I/AAAAAAAABMY/BE3MAuGHaxU/s1600/USP+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198438233767810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKzHk_4I/AAAAAAAABMY/BE3MAuGHaxU/s320/USP+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin the Shades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more pictures and a video but I don't have them on my computer yet.... be patient and pass the time by looking at pictures from our hike the next morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKkT-iRI/AAAAAAAABMQ/nBOfWCcMNFc/s1600/USP+8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198434259241234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKkT-iRI/AAAAAAAABMQ/nBOfWCcMNFc/s320/USP+8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me demonstrating how hiking can be sexy.... not sure what Josh is up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKZu2bHI/AAAAAAAABMI/AnSOvBTda1s/s1600/USP+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198431419165810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKZu2bHI/AAAAAAAABMI/AnSOvBTda1s/s320/USP+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Paul someone is taking a picture.... It's ok Chad's got it covered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKD493PI/AAAAAAAABMA/iBS6TFTUKAY/s1600/USP+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198425556016370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRKD493PI/AAAAAAAABMA/iBS6TFTUKAY/s320/USP+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our time... enjoying the scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRJyQ9ULI/AAAAAAAABL4/zODxQtPMWhk/s1600/USP+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198420824805554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRJyQ9ULI/AAAAAAAABL4/zODxQtPMWhk/s320/USP+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo time!! I'll just pop out of the background folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQzNviotI/AAAAAAAABLw/GRpmTFag8SI/s1600/USP+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198033063846610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQzNviotI/AAAAAAAABLw/GRpmTFag8SI/s320/USP+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie and Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQywDLZKI/AAAAAAAABLg/hMVxDmCUCOw/s1600/USP+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198025093145762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQywDLZKI/AAAAAAAABLg/hMVxDmCUCOw/s320/USP+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Josh..... Why is Josh nicer to Melanie.... OH THAT'S RIGHT.. Melanie is nicer than Jessica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I would feel bad for typing that but Jessica never reads my blog, maybe if she did she could defend herself, Sucka.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQy5EzDhI/AAAAAAAABLY/tPdN4zYI1Dg/s1600/USP+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532198027515858450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQy5EzDhI/AAAAAAAABLY/tPdN4zYI1Dg/s320/USP+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie loves her camera... just doesn't know how to use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQb99VV6I/AAAAAAAABLQ/7_S8CK1PSv4/s1600/USP+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532197633689737122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZQb99VV6I/AAAAAAAABLQ/7_S8CK1PSv4/s320/USP+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She figured it out folks... now worries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8927447842807653983?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8927447842807653983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8927447842807653983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8927447842807653983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8927447842807653983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/10/ugly-sweater-party-part-one.html' title='Ugly Sweater Party Part One'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TMZRZZfVapI/AAAAAAAABMg/ry4pGx9tyxU/s72-c/USP+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5317030053155931492</id><published>2010-10-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:58:03.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoebe Once Taught Me:</title><content type='html'>All right, I’ve never been engaged and I’ve never really been married, but I can only tell you what my mother told me. Whenever you have doubts or fears or anxieties about a relationship, do not communicate them to your husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also don't leave ur car unlocked in front of my house on the day of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb9YK9LlI/AAAAAAAABK4/6Ii1zYxvv2Q/s1600/Mel+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528128915127479890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb9YK9LlI/AAAAAAAABK4/6Ii1zYxvv2Q/s320/Mel+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as this...... Green cans tied to the back of the car with Green Soda Cans. (their colors were Black, White and Green.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfcQpXkggI/AAAAAAAABLI/5DiZ9Zr_KdY/s1600/Mel+Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528129246161306114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfcQpXkggI/AAAAAAAABLI/5DiZ9Zr_KdY/s320/Mel+Wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Michaela was tying the last of the cans to the back of the car I decided to tie some bows to the doorhandles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb8h2RZdI/AAAAAAAABKY/gTmE1d-y3CI/s1600/Mel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528128900545209810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb8h2RZdI/AAAAAAAABKY/gTmE1d-y3CI/s320/Mel+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Bow: After this I was thinking, "I wonder what else I could tie bows on, I wonder if I should write on the windows, I wonder if the doors are locked?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfcQVfmr5I/AAAAAAAABLA/Q3kalGntsLw/s1600/Mel+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528129240826294162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfcQVfmr5I/AAAAAAAABLA/Q3kalGntsLw/s320/Mel+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb9GHOdlI/AAAAAAAABKw/hYg4fhDYTGk/s1600/mel+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528128910279997010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb9GHOdlI/AAAAAAAABKw/hYg4fhDYTGk/s320/mel+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have proof, Michaela helped!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb879XBvI/AAAAAAAABKo/17-9ZT8edgw/s1600/mel+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528128907554260722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb879XBvI/AAAAAAAABKo/17-9ZT8edgw/s320/mel+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bags of packing peanuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb8yv6aXI/AAAAAAAABKg/LiEPeJX-zkY/s1600/mel+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528128905081940338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb8yv6aXI/AAAAAAAABKg/LiEPeJX-zkY/s320/mel+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I look like Michaela in this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story has a funny anecdote: The Hatch's (Bride's family) came home soon after we were done. Diana (Bride's Mom) said must have been Jacque. Mandy (Bride's sister and my amazing friend) asked how she knew. Diana said, "the ribbons are Black and Green like Mel's colors. Only Jacque would make sure they match." ha ha when I found out she said that I laughed pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5317030053155931492?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5317030053155931492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5317030053155931492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5317030053155931492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5317030053155931492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/10/phoebe-once-taught-me.html' title='Phoebe Once Taught Me:'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TLfb9YK9LlI/AAAAAAAABK4/6Ii1zYxvv2Q/s72-c/Mel+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3862870990580789655</id><published>2010-10-05T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:45:02.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not ALL Bad.....</title><content type='html'>I keep talking about how much I'll miss Summer..... But saying Goodbye to Summer isn't all bad Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falliday!! A totally made up Holiday. Lowry's go ALL out to Celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1GJfFV3I/AAAAAAAABKI/vyG_C2IOLIw/s1600/Falliday+10+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778853874358130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1GJfFV3I/AAAAAAAABKI/vyG_C2IOLIw/s320/Falliday+10+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai and His Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1F1gITVI/AAAAAAAABKA/m6L00Pe9Yvw/s1600/Falliday+10+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778848510037330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1F1gITVI/AAAAAAAABKA/m6L00Pe9Yvw/s320/Falliday+10+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai showin off his Face Tattoo (I wasn't the best painter but I had fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1FylnffI/AAAAAAAABJ4/VP_-ugfEZzU/s1600/Falliday+10+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778847727746546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1FylnffI/AAAAAAAABJ4/VP_-ugfEZzU/s320/Falliday+10+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Rachel for the face art...... Or shall I say Face F'art!! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1Fd_xwrI/AAAAAAAABJw/6wY55dNI8FI/s1600/Falliday+10+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778842200326834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1Fd_xwrI/AAAAAAAABJw/6wY55dNI8FI/s320/Falliday+10+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falliday isn't complete without a Pirate Ghost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1beyaDkI/AAAAAAAABKQ/VjHRD8XESSk/s1600/Falliday+10+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524779220369804866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1beyaDkI/AAAAAAAABKQ/VjHRD8XESSk/s320/Falliday+10+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1Eu2nxcI/AAAAAAAABJo/rqFeG9_2CLk/s1600/Falliday+10+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524778829545457090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1Eu2nxcI/AAAAAAAABJo/rqFeG9_2CLk/s320/Falliday+10+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate Bar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Fall Stuff I'm looking forward to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ugly Sweater Party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scary Movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MORE Hot Chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carving Pumpkins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dressing Up for Halloween&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corn Maze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing Cute Hat's I've Knitted (hopefully)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cute Boots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Other Stuff but I'm Tired....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I have done a lot of posts and hopefully you haven't gotten SO BORED that you have stopped reading ;) My next post will hopefully have some AWESOME pictures from the Ugly Sweater Party at Paul's Condo...  Any ideas would be great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4322817020556159710-3862870990580789655?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3862870990580789655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3862870990580789655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3862870990580789655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3862870990580789655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-not-all-bad.html' title='It&apos;s Not ALL Bad.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKv1GJfFV3I/AAAAAAAABKI/vyG_C2IOLIw/s72-c/Falliday+10+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1145233626498450769</id><published>2010-10-03T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:24:29.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's So Hard To Say Goodbye!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye Summer With Your Days So Long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Weather Warm and Sun So Bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Together You And I Just Seem To Belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We Fit, We Work, We Are Just Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Miss You When I'm Shoveling Snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cursing While I Slide On The Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Even Miss The Grass I Had To Mow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even When It Growed and Growed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Miss The Splish And Splash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wearing A Bikini, Laying By The Pool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Racing For The Diving Board In A Mad Dash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wearing My Shades, Looking So Cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm Saying Farewell To You For Now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll Think Of You Often On Snowy Nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep You In My Heart This I Vow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember The Sun When I See Christmas Lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giving Winter A Chance Is Harder Than You Know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Summer I Love You So&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1145233626498450769?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1145233626498450769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1145233626498450769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1145233626498450769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1145233626498450769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-so-hard-to-say-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s So Hard To Say Goodbye!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6826538673873305609</id><published>2010-09-26T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:55:18.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PaRtY!! Not If WE Have Anything To Say About It!!</title><content type='html'>Ashley and I have started a Party Business.... For a low rate we decorate for Sweet Sixteen Parties.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvlPI0KBI/AAAAAAAABJg/G4WzLkPYCyU/s1600/Michaela+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521465459921397778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvlPI0KBI/AAAAAAAABJg/G4WzLkPYCyU/s320/Michaela+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is payback for when the girls were little and would charge Ashley's friend's to use the Bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvk2TI0XI/AAAAAAAABJY/NfvjkzjO8d0/s1600/Michaela+16+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521465453253808498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvk2TI0XI/AAAAAAAABJY/NfvjkzjO8d0/s320/Michaela+16+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure those boys and girls stayed in line!! The illustrations really drove the point home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvkpYYy4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/ZI2DXIwFN2c/s1600/Michaela+16+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521465449786166146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvkpYYy4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/ZI2DXIwFN2c/s320/Michaela+16+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michaela was a good sport and I even heard one of the boys comment that we were funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvktlYTcI/AAAAAAAABJI/9BCBWKtWe0U/s1600/Michaela+16+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521465450914401730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvktlYTcI/AAAAAAAABJI/9BCBWKtWe0U/s320/Michaela+16+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hands Above the Blanket!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvkdXufOI/AAAAAAAABJA/szQvcENSgkE/s1600/Michaela+16+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521465446562168034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvkdXufOI/AAAAAAAABJA/szQvcENSgkE/s320/Michaela+16+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mean BUSINESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes we really did hang these up for her party, they are still up actually. If anyone needs signs for a Sweet Sixteen Boy/Girl party we are able to help you out for a fee :) Seriously... Thank you Ashley for a fun time making these. And thank you Michaela for being a good sport. I'm pretty sad Tyler didn't open the party with a Southern Style Prayer.... actually maybe it's best he didn't that may have scared off all the guests... :)&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/4322817020556159710-6826538673873305609?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6826538673873305609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6826538673873305609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6826538673873305609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6826538673873305609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/09/party-not-if-we-have-anything-to-say.html' title='PaRtY!! Not If WE Have Anything To Say About It!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TKAvlPI0KBI/AAAAAAAABJg/G4WzLkPYCyU/s72-c/Michaela+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1044163040780345621</id><published>2010-09-21T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:44:09.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michaela!!</title><content type='html'>Look who stopped by to wish Michaela a Happy Birthday!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TJjDN9ydwlI/AAAAAAAABIw/QXM8KAcjJcU/s1600/Jacob+Cutout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519375988034486866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TJjDN9ydwlI/AAAAAAAABIw/QXM8KAcjJcU/s320/Jacob+Cutout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the FUN begin!! Michaela only turned 16 so when she announced she was going to bed and was carrying her new friend.... Tyler and I were concerned. We found a chaperone though, no worries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TJjDOT-GFvI/AAAAAAAABI4/o0w3Iizkorg/s1600/Tyler+Cutout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519375993988847346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TJjDOT-GFvI/AAAAAAAABI4/o0w3Iizkorg/s320/Tyler+Cutout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy!!  Yep the Tyler cutout came in handy in more ways than one.... Me and Tyler had a little fun with the poor Birthday girl. When she was getting out of the shower I had Jacob waiting RIGHT outside the bathroom door. It scared her and she then went into her room and was scared again with the Tyler cutout. Laughed so hard I cried!! It's SOOO great having my brother home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY BiRtHdAy MiChAeLa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1044163040780345621?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1044163040780345621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1044163040780345621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1044163040780345621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1044163040780345621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-michaela.html' title='Happy Birthday Michaela!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TJjDN9ydwlI/AAAAAAAABIw/QXM8KAcjJcU/s72-c/Jacob+Cutout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3325947510512913586</id><published>2010-09-13T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T23:03:22.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Bucket List</title><content type='html'>Thanks Melanie Donahoo for this idea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corn Maze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jump in a Pile of Leaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Pumpkin Pie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat Pumpkin Pie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make and Drink 10 diff types of Hot Choc. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a Scary Movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink Hot Apple Cider&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carve a Pumpkin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knit a Fall Hat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend FaLlAdAy!! (no pressure Rach)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think there was more on my rough draft and if you come up with anything let me know. First day of Fall is OFFICIALLY Sept. 22 so that is the day I will make a list on the side of my blog. I will then attempt to do everything on my list before Fall Kicks the Bucket on Dec. 21 (Looks like that is the first official day of Winter) If my list goes well I will make a Winter Bucket List. Again... Melanie you rock for letting me steal this idea.... oh by the way, mind if I steal this idea?? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3325947510512913586?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3325947510512913586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3325947510512913586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3325947510512913586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3325947510512913586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-bucket-list.html' title='Fall Bucket List'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1995777053440443954</id><published>2010-09-12T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:00:32.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, GO...........</title><content type='html'>Saturday 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive to Roosevelt, knitting the whole way had to redo my hat a couple times due to size&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The second I pull up to my Aunt Karen's I jump into Rachel's car for some Late Night fun!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wal-Mart in Vernal and Vampires Suck (I think I got my ab workout for the year!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sunday 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikki's Baby Chaz was blessed. He is a cutie!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dive home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack and head to Paul's Condo in Park City after being home 1 hour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bocce Ball 2nd Place Ya'll&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canasta and Field and Track&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Tub!! in which Paul asks- "So Jacque, how'd you get invited here?" THANKS PAUL!! ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12:01 A.M. no longer the sabbath so might as well head to Burger King!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday 6th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up to the Police banging on the door. Clearly we know how to party!! jk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BIG BREAKFAST!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PARADE!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I had Mel's camera right about now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Off to the Outlets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To home I go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Labor Day BBQ with the fam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday 7th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still workin on that hat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First day of class!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday 8th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early shift at work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class from 3-9 phew!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More knitting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday 9th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got to see Jenny Witte :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even more knitting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday 10th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make Sugar cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play with Taly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do dishes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mow Lawn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shower &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;STATE FAIR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie after at Quad's (sp)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home to let Gucci out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rich's for a quick walk for Isaac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday 11th&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work at the Scrapbook Expo in Sandy 8:30 - 3:30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4:30 Melanie Hatch's Shower!! YAY MELANIE :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk for Isaac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;9 SLEEP FINALLY!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think this coming week is going to be about the SAME!! TYLER IS COMING HOME!! I'VE MISSED MY LITTLE BRO!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1995777053440443954?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1995777053440443954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1995777053440443954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1995777053440443954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1995777053440443954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/09/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set, GO...........'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5623137509740726792</id><published>2010-09-01T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:01:13.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of School!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=c917052bd2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12acab2352b4aa16&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrp7JuFI/AAAAAAAABIo/x3_G9ZT-mBw/s1600/First+Week+School+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512532038215383122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrp7JuFI/AAAAAAAABIo/x3_G9ZT-mBw/s320/First+Week+School+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unicorn Family - Sorry daycare parents..... I'm thinking of quitting to chalk professionally. Clearly I got skills. Also I can draw an awesome Spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=c917052bd2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12acab25611ec2b7&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrUygESI/AAAAAAAABIg/GTikSk_gN3Y/s1600/First+Week+School+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512532032541954338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrUygESI/AAAAAAAABIg/GTikSk_gN3Y/s320/First+Week+School+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out later drawing on the wall is not allowed. I'm worse than the kids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=c917052bd2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12acab34362685f1&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrMijOFI/AAAAAAAABIY/vAB6IkhEtJs/s1600/First+Week+School+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512532030327568466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrMijOFI/AAAAAAAABIY/vAB6IkhEtJs/s320/First+Week+School+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 babies have eyes like this little guy Soren...... BIG AND BEAUTIFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=c917052bd2&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=12acab3ad6a78f8a&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByqg6S9XI/AAAAAAAABIQ/9kHCm_wLCa4/s1600/First+Week+School.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512532018616006002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByqg6S9XI/AAAAAAAABIQ/9kHCm_wLCa4/s320/First+Week+School.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and their forts......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5623137509740726792?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5623137509740726792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5623137509740726792' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5623137509740726792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5623137509740726792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-week-of-school.html' title='First Week of School!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TIByrp7JuFI/AAAAAAAABIo/x3_G9ZT-mBw/s72-c/First+Week+School+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4773512269583505570</id><published>2010-08-30T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:14:18.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MiChAeLa</title><content type='html'>Kayla Lay La-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She just licked the frosting off the spatula I had licked about 15 min ago.... SUCKA!! jk I told her after the fact and she wasn't too concerned.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are neighbors in the sense that she lives in the room next to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She takes care of Gucci a lot and doesn't complain even though I ALWAYS complain about her scary cat. (I SWEAR he HATES me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She always gets "What would you do-o-o for a Klondike Bar" stuck in my head&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She looks like Pocahontas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She plays Barbie with me in the sense that she lets me paint her toes, dress her up and experiment with her hair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She gives great hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4773512269583505570?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4773512269583505570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4773512269583505570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4773512269583505570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4773512269583505570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/michaela.html' title='MiChAeLa'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2741152967276928676</id><published>2010-08-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:28:14.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's slim pickins out there..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2741152967276928676?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2741152967276928676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2741152967276928676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2741152967276928676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2741152967276928676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-slim-pickins-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-33011139794476739</id><published>2010-08-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:49:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This should be.....</title><content type='html'>This should be a post about my AWESOME day yesterday including running and tigers.... but I'm waiting on some pictures... and it should also be about how work starts tomorrow and how EXCITED I am..... but I will wait till I've seen my kiddies. So instead I will say...&lt;br /&gt;I fixed the ruined section of the scarf I was knitting. So I am well on my way to being 1/4th of the way done!! WOOT WOOT. I may very well finish it by the time it gets colder. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-33011139794476739?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/33011139794476739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=33011139794476739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/33011139794476739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/33011139794476739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-should-be.html' title='This should be.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4319691398744823868</id><published>2010-08-17T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:08:06.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Hand Off Your Face</title><content type='html'>Or I think this is what Michaela wrote to Tyler on our Toilet Paper letter. Yeah I'll wait so you can re-read that..... Now that you are sure that it actually did say Toilet Paper letter I'll explain.... we (Michaela, Carissa and I) decided to send Tyler a roll of Toilet Paper that was filled with pictures, lists of things we'll do when he gets back, quotes and such. It was SOOO much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1TRn1dKI/AAAAAAAABHw/5NiJ4R8NoqU/s1600/Tylers+Mish9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623943399011490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1TRn1dKI/AAAAAAAABHw/5NiJ4R8NoqU/s320/Tylers+Mish9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rissa - super into the activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1TAmPX7I/AAAAAAAABHo/sPhyjcaGyDs/s1600/Tylers+Mish8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623938828918706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1TAmPX7I/AAAAAAAABHo/sPhyjcaGyDs/s320/Tylers+Mish8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela finishing up the end of the roll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1SugyPoI/AAAAAAAABHg/BRA5b7YP5E0/s1600/Tylers+Mish7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623933974199938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1SugyPoI/AAAAAAAABHg/BRA5b7YP5E0/s320/Tylers+Mish7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler loves Chuck Norris jokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1SGfi4QI/AAAAAAAABHQ/PIxVay_JBZw/s1600/Tylers+Mish5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506623923231580418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1SGfi4QI/AAAAAAAABHQ/PIxVay_JBZw/s320/Tylers+Mish5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep Psych and Phineas and Ferb made it onto the letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzMFXvoOI/AAAAAAAABHI/Gak1_dIe2UQ/s1600/Tylers+Mish4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506621620827955426" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzMFXvoOI/AAAAAAAABHI/Gak1_dIe2UQ/s320/Tylers+Mish4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just finished Catching Fire..... and Psych was on later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt3N96chNI/AAAAAAAABIA/ISp3Pm8KrWU/s1600/Tylers+Mish6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506626051232269522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt3N96chNI/AAAAAAAABIA/ISp3Pm8KrWU/s320/Tylers+Mish6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really proud of my response to Michaela's song quote.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLxYu3cI/AAAAAAAABHA/7vNuIBuZSPo/s1600/Tylers+Mish3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506621615463390658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLxYu3cI/AAAAAAAABHA/7vNuIBuZSPo/s320/Tylers+Mish3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracing Rissa's foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLgT_YjI/AAAAAAAABG4/YIo7wVr_mP4/s1600/Tylers+Mish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506621610880098866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLgT_YjI/AAAAAAAABG4/YIo7wVr_mP4/s320/Tylers+Mish2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing "Rissa has faith in every footstep" Man I crack myself up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like at the beginning of the roll I wrote, "Hear Ye Hear Ye, Do not wipe with this...."&lt;br /&gt;Why must I be such a dork??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLGc7YUI/AAAAAAAABGw/6V7NUBMMYNU/s1600/Tylers+mish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506621603938263362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGtzLGc7YUI/AAAAAAAABGw/6V7NUBMMYNU/s320/Tylers+mish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family, Thanks Rissa for giving me a pink shirt and the only girl to wear a skirt!! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1qYk-X2I/AAAAAAAABH4/L26OWcuFze0/s1600/Tylers+Mish10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506624340403052386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1qYk-X2I/AAAAAAAABH4/L26OWcuFze0/s320/Tylers+Mish10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pose exactly like the picture Rissa drew!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TYLER GETS HOME IN LESS THAN A MONTH!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4319691398744823868?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4319691398744823868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4319691398744823868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4319691398744823868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4319691398744823868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/get-your-hand-off-your-face.html' title='Get Your Hand Off Your Face'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TGt1TRn1dKI/AAAAAAAABHw/5NiJ4R8NoqU/s72-c/Tylers+Mish9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2196458906180257298</id><published>2010-08-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:41:35.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Statue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://pantherfile.uwm.edu/prec/www/course/mythology/0100/113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 595px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px" alt="" src="https://pantherfile.uwm.edu/prec/www/course/mythology/0100/113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winged Victory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a statue in the Louvre, ever since my Art History class in High School I have loved this statue. I love art and greek mythology so this statue combines those two. This is Athena Nike; Goddess of Victory. I don't know why she is my favorite Goddess, everyone who knows me knows I'm SERIOUSLY lacking in the athletic department. For some reason this has also pulled me, the artist really has a way of showing how powerful she is and I just really want to be like that. Someone that emanates power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2196458906180257298?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2196458906180257298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2196458906180257298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2196458906180257298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2196458906180257298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/favorite-statue.html' title='Favorite Statue'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7475439134648717714</id><published>2010-08-10T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:08:32.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Courtesy??</title><content type='html'>What the HECK!! Does ANYONE know how to behave in a theater anymore?? If you pull out your phone I CAN SEE THE LIGHT!! You may tip it towards you but the light is like a beacon for all to see. Another thing... I don't mind loud laughing or the occasional comment but whole conversations in a normal or LOUD voice.... NOT COOL!! I am losing faith in the human race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7475439134648717714?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7475439134648717714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7475439134648717714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7475439134648717714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7475439134648717714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/common-courtesy.html' title='Common Courtesy??'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2764305837552963818</id><published>2010-08-02T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:14:33.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroller Envy</title><content type='html'>So I've started taking my nephew Talon on walks every morning after his Momma leaves for work. It's a great way to start our day and by the time we get back he is ready for his morning nap. Here comes the problem - the stroller we use is from back when my 14 and 15 year old sisters were little. Yeah it's old. The wheels are close together meaning I have to watch where I place my feet or I'm constantly hitting them, they also are very sensitive. Say the wrong thing and those wheels burst into tears... ;) ok not really but forget ever taking him for a jog in that thing - the sensitivity of the wheels means you push too fast and it veers any which way. (here is the snob in me now.. it's not cute because well it was made in the early 90's) I walk by all these parents with their new jogger strollers that are clean and streamlined, and out comes that green monster. (not the one in Boston) Oh well we are only going for walks until summers over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2764305837552963818?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2764305837552963818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2764305837552963818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2764305837552963818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2764305837552963818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/08/stroller-envy.html' title='Stroller Envy'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4774537956115988851</id><published>2010-07-31T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:58:22.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed Isaac's Birthday..... I feel pretty bad about that. Now he really will choose Noelle over me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4774537956115988851?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4774537956115988851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4774537956115988851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4774537956115988851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4774537956115988851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-missed-isaacs-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7647020478573223054</id><published>2010-07-22T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:39:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UnderTHERE..... UnderWEAR??</title><content type='html'>JUST IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent more than 3/4 of my day in my swimsuit. After swimming I was in a hurry and just threw the the clothes on over the ol bathing suit. Haven't fixed that yet, at 9:30 at night is there really a point?? During my nightly walk I had a thought.... Since I'm spending most of my summer like this and Victoria's Secret is sooo generous and sends me coupons for a FREE panty on a regular basis.... I don't ever have to buy underwear!! Yep, Bet you are SUPER glad you read this particular post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7647020478573223054?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7647020478573223054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7647020478573223054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7647020478573223054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7647020478573223054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/underthere-underwear.html' title='UnderTHERE..... UnderWEAR??'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6585676640921442182</id><published>2010-07-18T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:59:23.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So... there's this guy. Surprise surprise right.... I haven't known him long, and I don't see him often. It just seems like every time I see him he's reminding me that any guy I know could be better. He is constantly reminding me that the guys around could be better and what my standards SHOULD be. It's refreshing to know that someone out there is concerned and wants only the best for me. The more I see him the more my feelings grow, he's got some amazing qualities..... for instance-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can ride a horse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has a motorcycle (dangerous but VERY sexy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can BAKE!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wanna see a picture!! Scroll down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.videos.wordpress.com/XCAAfskX/old-spice-_-the-man-your-man-could-smell-like1_std.original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://cdn.videos.wordpress.com/XCAAfskX/old-spice-_-the-man-your-man-could-smell-like1_std.original.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that he smells AMAZING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6585676640921442182?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6585676640921442182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6585676640921442182' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6585676640921442182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6585676640921442182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7292207532129896514</id><published>2010-07-15T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:35:04.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not a Prude...... if you are I'm pretty sure we won't be getting hitched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7292207532129896514?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7292207532129896514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7292207532129896514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7292207532129896514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7292207532129896514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-not-prude.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-857375146011626177</id><published>2010-07-11T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:52:09.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SuMmEr 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TDq7Kki6O2I/AAAAAAAABGo/7EH1TLD3ObY/s1600/Bathroom+Summer+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492908485814926178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TDq7Kki6O2I/AAAAAAAABGo/7EH1TLD3ObY/s320/Bathroom+Summer+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was working on my knitting and Michaela walked into the Bathroom and came RIGHT out.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey Jacque, could you put some more swimsuits in the Bathroom, I'm afraid we may run out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-857375146011626177?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/857375146011626177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=857375146011626177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/857375146011626177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/857375146011626177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-2010.html' title='SuMmEr 2010'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TDq7Kki6O2I/AAAAAAAABGo/7EH1TLD3ObY/s72-c/Bathroom+Summer+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5665048841414858689</id><published>2010-07-05T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:13:00.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ak.buy.com/PI/0/500/39814394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://ak.buy.com/PI/0/500/39814394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5665048841414858689?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5665048841414858689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5665048841414858689' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5665048841414858689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5665048841414858689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6818691337114474790</id><published>2010-06-30T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:09:47.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Yes- I'm one of those crazy people who went to see the movie at Midnight!! Thanks to Melinda and Rachel for letting me join the "Late Show Ho's." Those two went all out!! Seriously.... party planners!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpw9xTbcI/AAAAAAAABGI/gMv7qManJ6E/s1600/Eclipse+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807967049608642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpw9xTbcI/AAAAAAAABGI/gMv7qManJ6E/s320/Eclipse+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Cream Soda with blood types. We got some SEXY red lipstick with an apple tag that read, "Love at first BITE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpwaefpeI/AAAAAAAABGA/rBrsErMIDBo/s1600/Eclipse+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807957575476706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpwaefpeI/AAAAAAAABGA/rBrsErMIDBo/s320/Eclipse+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an A Negative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made homemade Raviolli, my cousin's are such great cooks. Rachel had made this before so Min and I got to try for the first time. It wears your hands out working the dough. I loved the experience though!! One more thing I've done that I wouldn't have done on my own. Dinner was DELICIOUS, Thanks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpwNX7cEI/AAAAAAAABF4/kkUDnOXZIxQ/s1600/Eclipse+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807954058276930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpwNX7cEI/AAAAAAAABF4/kkUDnOXZIxQ/s320/Eclipse+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing a pretty good job stirring both sauces... until one burned my hand and freaked out a little and flung the spoon. Got my shirt PRETTY dirty. Also WHAT THE HECK MIN!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpxBNxGxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2sTIwojEnGk/s1600/Eclipse+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807967974300434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpxBNxGxI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2sTIwojEnGk/s320/Eclipse+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to play this game with Rachel EVER again ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpvr47LZI/AAAAAAAABFw/stq6bELXqxs/s1600/Eclipse+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807945069866386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpvr47LZI/AAAAAAAABFw/stq6bELXqxs/s320/Eclipse+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil is a good sport for taking these pics..... and also we look HOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we (the 3 of us including Melinda's friend) went to stand in line for our movie. In line we played New Moon trivia board game. We had some random lady join us, she came for a second to look at our game and ended up staying. (Line jumper??) We also did some glitter toes (a new tradition for any movie premier.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwoTKSHl5I/AAAAAAAABFo/B0dZgMLunhM/s1600/Eclipse+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488806355500767122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwoTKSHl5I/AAAAAAAABFo/B0dZgMLunhM/s320/Eclipse+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm Jacob. Yeah I'm team Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwoSqhapFI/AAAAAAAABFg/oR8uzCxNddg/s1600/Eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488806346974995538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwoSqhapFI/AAAAAAAABFg/oR8uzCxNddg/s320/Eclipse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were wearing black you would think I was part of the poster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwqI5zkh8I/AAAAAAAABGg/H3RcMZCTgBw/s1600/Eclipse+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488808378302236610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwqI5zkh8I/AAAAAAAABGg/H3RcMZCTgBw/s320/Eclipse+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super creative cousin Melinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwqIhVDt0I/AAAAAAAABGY/l95Uir2t_kI/s1600/Eclipse+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488808371731806018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwqIhVDt0I/AAAAAAAABGY/l95Uir2t_kI/s320/Eclipse+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel- she taught us how to make the homemade Raviolli.... seriously these girlies are TALENTED!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for a great night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6818691337114474790?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6818691337114474790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6818691337114474790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6818691337114474790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6818691337114474790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/06/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TCwpw9xTbcI/AAAAAAAABGI/gMv7qManJ6E/s72-c/Eclipse+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-630443782110957650</id><published>2010-06-13T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:31:08.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taio Cruz Says It Best:</title><content type='html'>He's the one who sings, "I'm only gonna break your heart", (only in a more Rap-Like way). I am sure he knew my life story. Not suggesting I'm a heart breaker but the other way around; and it's happened again. Met me a cute boy with a sense of humor as odd as mine and has a dog!! I'm sure he's only gonna break my heart but until then........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-630443782110957650?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/630443782110957650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=630443782110957650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/630443782110957650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/630443782110957650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/06/taio-cruz-says-it-best.html' title='Taio Cruz Says It Best:'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5476302275581222977</id><published>2010-06-13T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:22:29.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old, In with the NEW!!</title><content type='html'>I've told some people about this already, so not TOTALLY new but until you announce it on Blogger it isn't official right?? I'm now the University 13th Ward Relief Society Secretary!! Yep I'm giving up being on the activity committee. (Actually I officially give that up in 2 weeks so I'm doing double for now) I've absolutely LOVED this calling, the Women in the presidency are all so great and we all work so well together. The President and I knew each other before and it was one of those situations where we were instant friends. I'm so excited for this oportunity to get to know and serve more of the Women in the ward. There are so very many amazing and talented Ladies, it amazes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5476302275581222977?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5476302275581222977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5476302275581222977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5476302275581222977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5476302275581222977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/06/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old, In with the NEW!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4960601512047867967</id><published>2010-06-06T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:16:43.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE Flowers, But HATE Goodbyes.....</title><content type='html'>This last week was really hard, knowing I am out of a job and saying goodbye to all my kiddies. I've shed a lot of tears, Proof that I have the BEST job ever!! I'm going to miss them all so much!! I have the best group of kids and work with some great people. I HATE goodbyes, so some were just a see ya later (You know who you are) Seriously LOVE Flowers, that is one way to my heart..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PiNk dAiSiEs&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red Geraniums.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I had gotten some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; BEAUTIFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; flowers from my kiddies at the Daycare. These flowers are beautiful, but they make me cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlee is one of the Kindergarteners. Always willing to help out and just a SWEETIE. Her Mom told us she was having a hard time knowing she wouldn't be coming back, at one point she was so sad she was in tears. The last day of class she left with her Mom to get her hair done like always and came back with some FlOwErS for me and Miss Jeri. PiNk dAiSiEs, my favorite!! We were talking and I started crying a little bit and then Miss Jeri and Marlee's Mom. That was when Marlee lost it, making me cry even more!! I'm so lucky to see a lot of my Kindergarteners (now 1st grader) still because they have younger siblings coming back, it's hard though because some are the youngest and I won't see them. Marlee asked her Mom if she loved her Pink and Black vase, because it was like Miss Jacque. Marlee has already agreed to Babysit any future kids I have so I can see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyLcG1Nc5I/AAAAAAAABFQ/_og7clRtNzo/s1600/Marlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479908161589441426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyLcG1Nc5I/AAAAAAAABFQ/_og7clRtNzo/s320/Marlee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyLcXYC2iI/AAAAAAAABFY/HrRzKCScLjA/s1600/Marlee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479908166030514722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyLcXYC2iI/AAAAAAAABFY/HrRzKCScLjA/s320/Marlee2.jpg" 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/4322817020556159710-4960601512047867967?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4960601512047867967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4960601512047867967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4960601512047867967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4960601512047867967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-flowers-but-hate-goodbyes.html' title='I LOVE Flowers, But HATE Goodbyes.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyLcG1Nc5I/AAAAAAAABFQ/_og7clRtNzo/s72-c/Marlee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1649782665203938231</id><published>2010-06-06T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:52:22.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I'd Better Get Baking.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saw this on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://littlebirdiesecrets.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Birdies Secret&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;IMMEDIATELY&lt;/span&gt; knew I had to try-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyG0pTelNI/AAAAAAAABFI/5BRPS2PCJiU/s1600/Pink+Cake+Platter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479903085601920210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyG0pTelNI/AAAAAAAABFI/5BRPS2PCJiU/s320/Pink+Cake+Platter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first one I tried. 3 Dollar plate from Target and 1.62 for the Ice Cream bowl. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTE TO FELLOW CRAFTERS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't use Krazy Glue it creates a yucky white residue on the glass. Yes I'm speaking from experience here :) I figured I just hadn't cleaned the glass enough so I soaked it in Nail Polish remover then hot soapy water, glued it again and got the SAME result. So instead of throwing it away I sprayed it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;!! ViOlA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyGz1U35qI/AAAAAAAABE4/JfcT5D1n1Jo/s1600/Clear+Cake+Platter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479903071649130146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyGz1U35qI/AAAAAAAABE4/JfcT5D1n1Jo/s320/Clear+Cake+Platter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was a plate from Wal-Mart and another of those Ice Cream dishes.... SO CUTE!! Can't wait to put some CupCakes on this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyG0XSlLVI/AAAAAAAABFA/x6oxdGQlOOY/s1600/Clear+Cake+Platter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479903080766319954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyG0XSlLVI/AAAAAAAABFA/x6oxdGQlOOY/s320/Clear+Cake+Platter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now a totally Clear One!! Cheapest one of all. 1 dollar plate and 1.62 for the Sundae Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next project will be a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BlAcK&lt;/span&gt; one for &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HaLlOwEeN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1649782665203938231?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1649782665203938231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1649782665203938231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1649782665203938231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1649782665203938231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess-id-better-get-baking.html' title='Guess I&apos;d Better Get Baking.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/TAyG0pTelNI/AAAAAAAABFI/5BRPS2PCJiU/s72-c/Pink+Cake+Platter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6013593203875879078</id><published>2010-05-27T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:18:53.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim, Bike, Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JW43DD7I/AAAAAAAABEw/LJeWhj7iqKA/s1600/BHS+Tri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105960730857394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JW43DD7I/AAAAAAAABEw/LJeWhj7iqKA/s320/BHS+Tri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliviah, Me, Noah and Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JWaTkIWI/AAAAAAAABEo/GOeO0A1kmG4/s1600/BHS+Tri+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105952528965986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JWaTkIWI/AAAAAAAABEo/GOeO0A1kmG4/s320/BHS+Tri+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeri - the one who put this all together and the best boss ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JNsBoaVI/AAAAAAAABEg/hEGD4etoLes/s1600/BHS+Tri+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105802666764626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JNsBoaVI/AAAAAAAABEg/hEGD4etoLes/s320/BHS+Tri+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JNdpesiI/AAAAAAAABEY/_mxfCx8_q60/s1600/BHS+Tri+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105798807368226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JNdpesiI/AAAAAAAABEY/_mxfCx8_q60/s320/BHS+Tri+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Swim portion of our Tri - Throwing Water Balloons at their parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMyzvCiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/pgVmB0CgpBE/s1600/BHS+Tri+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105787307657762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMyzvCiI/AAAAAAAABEQ/pgVmB0CgpBE/s320/BHS+Tri+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMo4i1sI/AAAAAAAABEI/Qz0zHD7CvKs/s1600/BHS+Tri+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105784643475138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMo4i1sI/AAAAAAAABEI/Qz0zHD7CvKs/s320/BHS+Tri+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMTl-GFI/AAAAAAAABEA/6V_T_wMazbE/s1600/BHS+Tri+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105778928425042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JMTl-GFI/AAAAAAAABEA/6V_T_wMazbE/s320/BHS+Tri+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirate Isaac, his Mom and Baby Brother (I got to hold Baby Soren for the first time after the race- SO CUTE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I4TyKTwI/AAAAAAAABD4/ngRw6Kfs9aM/s1600/BHS+Tri+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105435382173442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I4TyKTwI/AAAAAAAABD4/ngRw6Kfs9aM/s320/BHS+Tri+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and her little brother, Grace is one of my afternoon girls. Don't know what I'm going to do without her next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I3_hSGSI/AAAAAAAABDw/QYvU4RxVCqs/s1600/BHS+Tri+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105429942671650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I3_hSGSI/AAAAAAAABDw/QYvU4RxVCqs/s320/BHS+Tri+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney and her Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I2soNoMI/AAAAAAAABDo/Gob4Vtz6zSs/s1600/BHS+Tri+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105407691595970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I2soNoMI/AAAAAAAABDo/Gob4Vtz6zSs/s320/BHS+Tri+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will and Noah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I2OblmKI/AAAAAAAABDg/z7PLtWKW_xY/s1600/BHS+Tri+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105399585577122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I2OblmKI/AAAAAAAABDg/z7PLtWKW_xY/s320/BHS+Tri+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I12jh4rI/AAAAAAAABDY/IvPK0YgKl6c/s1600/BHS+Tri+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476105393176437426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8I12jh4rI/AAAAAAAABDY/IvPK0YgKl6c/s320/BHS+Tri+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeri and Brigden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IdbmcIRI/AAAAAAAABDQ/G_Vz9S7DyPs/s1600/BHS+Tri+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476104973624025362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IdbmcIRI/AAAAAAAABDQ/G_Vz9S7DyPs/s320/BHS+Tri+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava - She had just gained the amazing title of "Big Sister" We missed you Cheryl but congrats on the new Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IdDvNcCI/AAAAAAAABDI/Ii_ljLxX49M/s1600/BHS+Tri+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476104967218360354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IdDvNcCI/AAAAAAAABDI/Ii_ljLxX49M/s320/BHS+Tri+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Bethany and Miss Heidi - 2 more of my afternoon girls, such great girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8Ic7K_CcI/AAAAAAAABDA/ExpZz9gzuHc/s1600/BHS+Tri+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476104964918938050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8Ic7K_CcI/AAAAAAAABDA/ExpZz9gzuHc/s320/BHS+Tri+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IcsCkaHI/AAAAAAAABC4/ccpg344ri9A/s1600/BHS+Tri+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476104960857106546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IcsCkaHI/AAAAAAAABC4/ccpg344ri9A/s320/BHS+Tri+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IcOT1S5I/AAAAAAAABCw/jRguf6VDUiQ/s1600/BHS+Tri+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476104952876452754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8IcOT1S5I/AAAAAAAABCw/jRguf6VDUiQ/s320/BHS+Tri+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyce, Alivia and their mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that Jeri started this activity, they go to the track every Friday to do one lap. The kids look forward to it and so do the adults. And it was fun to have the paper there this time (these pictures were all pulled from the Standard Examiner) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6013593203875879078?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6013593203875879078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6013593203875879078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6013593203875879078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6013593203875879078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/05/swim-bike-run.html' title='Swim, Bike, Run'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S_8JW43DD7I/AAAAAAAABEw/LJeWhj7iqKA/s72-c/BHS+Tri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8114182542675434432</id><published>2010-05-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:09:20.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejected!!</title><content type='html'>Today at work I was in the baby room cleaning off toys, cribs and such. I had a little helper with me... Brigden. He was following me around asking me about my house and telling me, "Miss Jacque, My Mommy is just not comin to pick me up, can I come home wish you?" (I can't describe how cute his little voice is) I told him if his Mommy was not there at 4:30 he could come home with me, but really she would be there. So there we were cleaning when a group of 4 very beautiful girls knocked on the baby room door and then asked if I had a new boyfriend. I said"yes it's Brigyy, isn't he a cutie!!" Briggy put his arm around my legs and got a shy little grin. I decided teasing wasn't done there and added, "We are probably going to get married." He pulled back and very clearly put me in my place. "We are NOT gettin Mawwied." He will change his mind when he comes to visit me, "in TEN Mons!!" He told me that as he was getting in his car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8114182542675434432?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8114182542675434432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8114182542675434432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8114182542675434432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8114182542675434432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/05/rejected.html' title='Rejected!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-428520640966249670</id><published>2010-05-03T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:02:29.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from a stolen camera</title><content type='html'>I didn't steal it..... I borrowed it from Candi to see if I want to buy one like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-abGt-lCI/AAAAAAAABCo/vxIRRHnzdNY/s1600/DSCN0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258263101674530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-abGt-lCI/AAAAAAAABCo/vxIRRHnzdNY/s320/DSCN0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rissa at track doing Discus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aaXjeHpI/AAAAAAAABCg/LWrsBaPvAeg/s1600/DSCN0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258250441137810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aaXjeHpI/AAAAAAAABCg/LWrsBaPvAeg/s320/DSCN0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that determination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aZxkCNNI/AAAAAAAABCY/LWVFM1iNcns/s1600/DSCN0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258240242955474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aZxkCNNI/AAAAAAAABCY/LWVFM1iNcns/s320/DSCN0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GO Rissa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aZQg19mI/AAAAAAAABCQ/WQDuO8PT0S0/s1600/DSCN0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467258231371200098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-aZQg19mI/AAAAAAAABCQ/WQDuO8PT0S0/s320/DSCN0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and Alyssa at Talon's Blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z-AxufVI/AAAAAAAABCI/F6pp0yCO2ks/s1600/DSCN0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257763290578258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z-AxufVI/AAAAAAAABCI/F6pp0yCO2ks/s320/DSCN0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z9eMHemI/AAAAAAAABCA/rwuqwWOrY2E/s1600/DSCN0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257754006026850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z9eMHemI/AAAAAAAABCA/rwuqwWOrY2E/s320/DSCN0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this face surprise anyone.... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z82_BP-I/AAAAAAAABB4/pYZGm3ew4B8/s1600/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257743482109922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z82_BP-I/AAAAAAAABB4/pYZGm3ew4B8/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the cutest Baby Boy EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z8TukTnI/AAAAAAAABBw/qU3QZdNnJu0/s1600/DSCN0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257734017863282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z8TukTnI/AAAAAAAABBw/qU3QZdNnJu0/s320/DSCN0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first one, I made Michaela do a Do-Over since I had my eyes closed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z76kdhcI/AAAAAAAABBo/AZJ5vfOQWSI/s1600/DSCN0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257727264589250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-Z76kdhcI/AAAAAAAABBo/AZJ5vfOQWSI/s320/DSCN0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talon Curtis Galbraith on his Blessing Day.... April 25th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZYf3iTUI/AAAAAAAABBg/cnpX4OZuX_c/s1600/DSCN0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257118801415490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZYf3iTUI/AAAAAAAABBg/cnpX4OZuX_c/s320/DSCN0572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela at Davis High Playing Lacrosse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZXsStUmI/AAAAAAAABBY/6Yqm2GjiyWA/s1600/DSCN0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257104956740194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZXsStUmI/AAAAAAAABBY/6Yqm2GjiyWA/s320/DSCN0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO MICHAELA!! WOOT WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZXYPJSHI/AAAAAAAABBQ/iqLY2gW3s00/s1600/DSCN0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257099573086322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZXYPJSHI/AAAAAAAABBQ/iqLY2gW3s00/s320/DSCN0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZW1MSz3I/AAAAAAAABBI/ohIjRDO8wxk/s1600/DSCN0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257090165886834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZW1MSz3I/AAAAAAAABBI/ohIjRDO8wxk/s320/DSCN0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell from this picture but she is wearing some SEXY goggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZWvDMmFI/AAAAAAAABBA/N3vGz_9mqVA/s1600/DSCN0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467257088517118034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-ZWvDMmFI/AAAAAAAABBA/N3vGz_9mqVA/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-428520640966249670?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/428520640966249670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=428520640966249670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/428520640966249670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/428520640966249670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictures-from-stolen-camera.html' title='Pictures from a stolen camera'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9-abGt-lCI/AAAAAAAABCo/vxIRRHnzdNY/s72-c/DSCN0581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5364032853588208986</id><published>2010-05-02T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:41:41.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adventure with Stevie</title><content type='html'>I'm not entirely sure if my car's name will STAY Stevie, but for now I will call it that (I'm pretty sure it's a boy, even though it is super cute) Anywho, I was driving home from Church today and for those of you who don't know I attend the Singles Ward at the U. Well something big was going on at the conference center so there was LOTS of traffic. The road construction on the on ramp and the stopped traffic made up the sudden decision to follow a truck and jeep turning right at a light on Beck Street. It was muddy, riddled with potholes, curvy and I had no idea where it went. I love taking the road less traveled. (also my car survived... He's a tough little guy!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5364032853588208986?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5364032853588208986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5364032853588208986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5364032853588208986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5364032853588208986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-adventure-with-stevie.html' title='My Adventure with Stevie'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7018911016628716852</id><published>2010-04-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:15:07.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Honesty and Complaining....</title><content type='html'>I try to keep this blog upbeat and about all the fun stuff in my life but can I just say sometimes life sucks- All I've ever wanted in life is to be a Wife and Mom.... It feels like that is never going to happen for me and I am getting frustrated, especially since it's out of my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7018911016628716852?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7018911016628716852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7018911016628716852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7018911016628716852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7018911016628716852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-bit-of-honesty-and-complaining.html' title='A Little Bit of Honesty and Complaining....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5460834357628602441</id><published>2010-04-24T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:22:48.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Pics.....</title><content type='html'>Don't worry, I'll keep this post short......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlgReOREI/AAAAAAAABA4/GoI-0L89HCA/s1600/jacq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlgReOREI/AAAAAAAABA4/GoI-0L89HCA/s320/jacq2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892746795107394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma got invited to 2 birthday parties (one was a party for some twins) I made these for her to take..... We made some for ourselves. Turned out pretty cute if I do say so myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9Olf8YdmEI/AAAAAAAABAw/qO0Tv1WDr84/s1600/Jacq5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9Olf8YdmEI/AAAAAAAABAw/qO0Tv1WDr84/s320/Jacq5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892741133801538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes for Talon's Blessing tomorrow. Also made some Monster Cupcakes for Hannah's Birthday (a neighbor who I love like my family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlfSX_RYI/AAAAAAAABAo/3UrpDKYnwZk/s1600/Jacq4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlfSX_RYI/AAAAAAAABAo/3UrpDKYnwZk/s320/Jacq4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892729857525122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath Cookies for a birthday gift...... I'm still experimenting with the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlfDJ_fII/AAAAAAAABAg/s_8bERLjbIk/s1600/Jacq3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlfDJ_fII/AAAAAAAABAg/s_8bERLjbIk/s320/Jacq3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892725772287106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hairbow holder I made, I LOVE this one. I hope the person who bought it loves it too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlezGy-zI/AAAAAAAABAY/x-vQG38vamk/s1600/Jacq1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlezGy-zI/AAAAAAAABAY/x-vQG38vamk/s320/Jacq1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463892721463917362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Wii with the Cheney's (Casey not pictured because she was doing homework. We all chanted her name, then yelled it really loud, she didn't hear us. Sad she didn't get to play with us but glad she was working on homework)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5460834357628602441?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5460834357628602441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5460834357628602441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5460834357628602441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5460834357628602441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-pics.html' title='Just Some Pics.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S9OlgReOREI/AAAAAAAABA4/GoI-0L89HCA/s72-c/jacq2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2287490935498775054</id><published>2010-04-16T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:28:57.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Playing House</title><content type='html'>Max and I started a cute post on Tuesday, but the pictures wouldn't work and I am just going to wait until I get them to upload. So I did this last year and luckily got to do so again, I'm watching those Cheney kids again!! Josh and Amy are in Hawaii and we are kicking it up in Kaysville!! (I'm home now so from this point the post will be in past tense.)&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Amy left Sunday morning, we took some pictures then went off to church. When we got back they were gone. Amy had left each child a card and a treat. When I am a mom I want to leave notes like this family. They leave notes in lunchboxes, taped to mirrors and doors, pretty much everywhere. Emma had a huge stash of notes that she had saved, so sweet. Anyways, back to my post. They went to their Grandma's for Sunday dinner then back home late so I got them ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Casey is in 7th grade and pretty much gets herself ready, also she made sure Max had his cereal everymorning. I am so grateful for that, it meant I got to sleep in until 7:00. Sam would get his stuff done then dissapear downstairs to play Wii, then I would make sure Emma stuck to her schedule (I am pretty sure I will have a kid like her because I was like this, too busy talking to get stuff done) After they went to school I helped Max do his hair, folks he approved of the way I did a Mohawk this time around. I dropped him off at his cousins then off to school for me. Back home and made some German Pancakes for dinner, (Max ate his 3rd or 4th bowl of cereal) Then homework, soccer, jumping on the tramp and Wii Minigolf&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Ater the morning routine of getting the kids off to school Max and I went to Fresh Market for some Root Beer and a grow your own monster. (the grow your own monster wasn't on the list but it was 25 cents and he said please.... ) Back home for the Floats, u probably saw the pictures. Then we went to the library so Max could play Webkinz (the computer at home would freeze alot) I got to read a magazine. Then dropped him off at a friends so I could head to work. Tuesday night we got Big Daddy's pizza, (I'm pretty sure Max had cereal with his pizza) Then homework and Wii Minigolf.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Get kids to school, drop Max off at a friends, last day of morning class (gonna miss Mindy and crazy Jamie, work, Presentation in class (also last day of this class) then home. Homework, more Wii Minigolf and bed.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Get kids to sleep, Max and I played and watched tv till the library opened. More Webkinz for him, Mary Higgins Clark for me. Then to Sugar Daisy Bakery for a DELICIOUS Peanut Butter Bar for me and a cookie the size of his head for Max. Then off to his friends and work for me. Home and made Spaghetti and breadsticks, (this was fun because Casey helped me and we had a fun time.) Max actually ate this instead of Cereal :)&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Max had a friend over and I gave them leftover Spaghetti (his friend got noodles everywhere lol) Then they left for Kindergarten, I drove to Emma's friends then back home to write directions to the first of 2 parties for Friday night. Off to work. Race to their Cousin's to pick up Sam and his cousin Liam for Baseball practice. Race to Emma's first party to pick her and Sam's baseball stuff up. Drop off Sam and Liam for practice, drop off Emma at second party. Then go home to take a breather. phew. Casey leaves for her sleepover then Max and I go to pick up the boys from their soccer practice. To Chevron for gas and a redbox movie or 2. Emma slept at a friends so it was just me and the boys, they watched Astroboy and I read the rest of my book.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Sam and Liam slept in while Max and I ate at 7 (Max needed his cereal) since I was up I made Max watch Princess and the frog with me, LOVED IT!! Then played around until Sam's game (HE KICKED BUTT!!) Then when me and the boys got home we had Casey come back from her sleepover and once Emma got home from her game (ALSO KICKED BUTT) we all loaded into the van for some YOGURT STOP!! The van didn't start... I felt so bad, I had one too many to fit in my car so we had to wait for Liam to go home (don't worry he didn't know about that part, that would have been sad.) We did make some delicious homemade pizza's with ham and pineapple. We also made Italian Cream Sodas. Me and Emma made 2 pizzas they were so good. Then once the dinner was eaten Liam got picked up and we headed off to Yogurt Stop. I love that place, YUM!! We were sure to leave some post it notes on the board, look for them. Then on the way home we dropped Casey off at her Cousin's, we made a quick stop after at the Noorlander Family. They loved it, the Noorlanders have a pond and a fire pole, a tramp and just the coolest yard ever. Max said he wanted to live there. After that we went home to have the kids tub so they would be ready for Church.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Church then a movie and just laying around resting after church. To their other Grandparents for Sunday Dinner. Back home to get ready for their parents coming home the next morning. We painted pictures and our toes even Sam. We watched Up, CUTE movie.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Started the day at 5 AM with Sam throwing up, got that cleaned up then went back to bed. Woke up 2 hours later and did NOT feel well, but got the girls off to bed and Max's hair and bed made. Then rested until Amy and Josh got back. Didn't go to work and now I'm feeling like I might make it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;This post is super long and I'm sorry, but it was such a fun time and I loved all the fun stuff we did and also learning how to schedule and get things done with almost no time. lol LOVED IT!! I will do another post soon about each kid and how great they are, seriously these kids were so good for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2287490935498775054?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2287490935498775054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2287490935498775054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2287490935498775054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2287490935498775054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/playing-house.html' title='Playing House'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2916045648078562362</id><published>2010-04-13T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T19:58:19.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Root Beer Funny Faces!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got all the older kids to school, Max and I had Root Beer Floats. Max kept kicking the Root Beer on the way home from the store, I called him silly. Max wouldn't let me put the scooper back in the Ice Cream because there was still some on it, I did anyways. Then Max tried to steal my ice cream, but he is a nice boy so he didn't really take it. Here are some silly Root Beer Funny Faces, I think Max wins for the best funny face!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XW-YRPoI/AAAAAAAABAA/hYA5rjxNQJ8/s1600/0413100934-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462047606539632258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XW-YRPoI/AAAAAAAABAA/hYA5rjxNQJ8/s320/0413100934-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I let him lick the scoop, even though I wanted to. I'm so good at sharing, what can I say.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XXWilcWI/AAAAAAAABAQ/1Z5kWy4OMkE/s1600/me+an+max3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462047613025349986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XXWilcWI/AAAAAAAABAQ/1Z5kWy4OMkE/s320/me+an+max3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't inform me we were doing silly faces, I thought we were smiling!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XXPPSSmI/AAAAAAAABAI/crlR5GwIJZE/s1600/Me+an+Max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462047611065354850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XXPPSSmI/AAAAAAAABAI/crlR5GwIJZE/s320/Me+an+Max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time I was aware that we were doing funny faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post was written by Jacque and Max... Mostly Max!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2916045648078562362?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2916045648078562362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2916045648078562362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2916045648078562362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2916045648078562362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/root-beer-funny-faces.html' title='Root Beer Funny Faces!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S80XW-YRPoI/AAAAAAAABAA/hYA5rjxNQJ8/s72-c/0413100934-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6660546000176038578</id><published>2010-04-10T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:40:29.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://meganstefan.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/boomer220f1b20goldendoodle20male2011-1-061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 347px; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://meganstefan.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/boomer220f1b20goldendoodle20male2011-1-061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a photo of the dog I'm watching (I posted one a long time ago but it was way easier to download one from the internet than find the other one) Anywho, I love this dog; Daisy, she is a Golden Doodle. She is a sweetheart and is so playful and calm and happy. One day I'm going to own a dog just like her, also I love how BIG she is, I love big dogs (would also love a Great Dane or Huskie). I should also mention the Future Mr. Jacque's Husband better love animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6660546000176038578?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6660546000176038578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6660546000176038578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6660546000176038578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6660546000176038578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-dog.html' title='Dream Dog'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-9201855804259682378</id><published>2010-04-07T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:56:24.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a new look...</title><content type='html'>I was thinking late last night (maybe the late hour was the problem) and it feels like the only type of guy that shows interest in me is the kind that has a few tattoos, not really living life the way they should, could be described as "shady" (I'm not really wording this right and hope I don't come off snobbish) But I'm wondering what that is all about, I mean am I putting out some sort of Rebel/Bad Girl vibe.... I never would have thought so, but maybe I need to change my look to attract some normal guys...... wear less pink and childish hair things (clearly the root of my rebel look)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-9201855804259682378?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/9201855804259682378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=9201855804259682378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9201855804259682378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9201855804259682378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/need-new-look.html' title='Need a new look...'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8359089414445698581</id><published>2010-04-04T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:17:55.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and Spring??</title><content type='html'>Snow on April 1st?? Really?? You sure got us good for April Fool's Day, Mother Nature!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwMdDxw6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/3gFNmB6PgXY/s1600/Marme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456515782797280162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwMdDxw6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/3gFNmB6PgXY/s320/Marme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1st was also the Easter celebration day at work. Marlee and Me celebrated in STYLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwL79wSaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/U1DNkXck848/s1600/Mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456515773913647522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwL79wSaI/AAAAAAAAA_w/U1DNkXck848/s320/Mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlee!! Isn't this adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwLZ1rUDI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tV_KgVHlhiI/s1600/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456515764752961586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwLZ1rUDI/AAAAAAAAA_o/tV_KgVHlhiI/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine isn't as cute but it was fun seeing people's reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwLLYjrJI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HQp4l1Nt-wY/s1600/04-01-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456515760872729746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwLLYjrJI/AAAAAAAAA_g/HQp4l1Nt-wY/s320/04-01-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a book, "What's New Cupcake" this is one of the cupcake ideas!! Keep in touch for more pictures of funky cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8359089414445698581?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8359089414445698581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8359089414445698581' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8359089414445698581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8359089414445698581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-and-spring.html' title='Easter and Spring??'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S7lwMdDxw6I/AAAAAAAAA_4/3gFNmB6PgXY/s72-c/Marme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-927386666016856548</id><published>2010-03-31T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:26:46.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy Day...</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up too early, was planning on skipping class because I was not feeling great and was tired. Changed my mind when I got a text from my new friend Mindy in said class, decided I would go. Class was good except for the fact that crazy lady in my class was even more so and I had to be put in a group with her, she seriously drives me NUTS!! She said "Farel Children" way more than necessary, (on the plus side it gives me and Mindy a good laugh). Then it was crappy weather all day, thought we were done with snow. Get to work HOPING my note worked and the person repeatedly parking in my spot would go somewhere else.... someone else had taken my spot. Turns out it was another one of the students in my class, on the one hand I know they are working on a section of their parking lot so they have less spots to park, but on the other hand..... I NEVER GET TO PARK THERE!! (I told her I hoped she would get a ticket in the most loving way I could). Then I yelled at some boys for pushing around a vending machine durning nap time, felt really bad about it after. Then was late leaving for class, stuck in traffic thanks to stupid road work on I-15. Great news.... Camie asked me to sub her class while she takes her Interior Design class to IKEA, (YAY I love being given opportunities like this) Class got out 10 min early and me and the girls are alone tonight. If it weren't for these last things I would be probably be crying or shoe shopping right now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-927386666016856548?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/927386666016856548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=927386666016856548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/927386666016856548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/927386666016856548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/03/crappy-day.html' title='Crappy Day...'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4620634767251623898</id><published>2010-03-18T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:41.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Luck O the Brave-ish!!</title><content type='html'>Thank you Adopt-A-Do for Me an Marlee's Hairdoo's!! By sheer Luck (Irish Luck no doubt) Elizabeth did a ribbon braid too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6LfJNyrTaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GkADcIsFBVc/s1600-h/100_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163848485752226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6LfJNyrTaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GkADcIsFBVc/s320/100_2911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to make sure to show off the ribbon braids. (SO CUTE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6LfIm450iI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LFsg_V8s1Cs/s1600-h/100_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163838042886690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6LfIm450iI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LFsg_V8s1Cs/s320/100_2910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I tell about how some TRICKY, SNEAKY Leprachauns came to the Daycare... They left a poem for the Kids. Also if you look close you can see; they tipped the kitchen sideways, and dressed our Dinosaurs in Baby clothes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le8orzNOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/0HvpJs52sBg/s1600-h/100_2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163632366367970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le8orzNOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/0HvpJs52sBg/s320/100_2909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with a poem they left a clue which lead them to:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le7IBBrKI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8qkk4e2XLA8/s1600-h/100_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163606417157282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le7IBBrKI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8qkk4e2XLA8/s320/100_2905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREEN MILK!! (It really is green I promise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le7vKUsII/AAAAAAAAA-4/UhcUaruAs1Y/s1600-h/100_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163616925134978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le7vKUsII/AAAAAAAAA-4/UhcUaruAs1Y/s320/100_2906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along with the green milk came another clue that lead them to these FANCY plates for lunch. Fancy and Festive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le8CiH7-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/cHMw-d5SHQs/s1600-h/100_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163622125236194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le8CiH7-I/AAAAAAAAA_A/cHMw-d5SHQs/s320/100_2908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last clue: Green Sour Gummies. YUM YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le6sRYbfI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mR5F3Q-7HDQ/s1600-h/100_2904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450163598969564658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6Le6sRYbfI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mR5F3Q-7HDQ/s320/100_2904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh did I mention that those Darn Leprachauns left GreEn FoOtPRinTS all over our ROOM!! The fridge, windows, and mirror, those little guys walked all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy St. Patricks Day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4620634767251623898?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4620634767251623898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4620634767251623898' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4620634767251623898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4620634767251623898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/03/luck-o-brave-ish.html' title='Luck O the Brave-ish!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S6LfJNyrTaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/GkADcIsFBVc/s72-c/100_2911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8722672601997329787</id><published>2010-03-16T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:02:10.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do they do it??</title><content type='html'>Walking back from the lunchroom today I noticed how different everyone seems. You can feel it in the air.... SPRING!! During the winter months the halls are quieter it seems. Today it felt like it was full of laughter and you could see the sun shining..... It was then that I just felt that pure joy and felt the change. It was then that I wondered how people in artic lands do it, I need the summer!! They must be grumpy a lot (Maybe I'm the only one who feels this way, and maybe I have S.A.D and that is why.....) I just feel like I've been given this amazing gift, I've worn sandals, been driving with the window down and yesterday started the process of changing out my wardrobe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8722672601997329787?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8722672601997329787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8722672601997329787' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8722672601997329787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8722672601997329787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-they-do-it.html' title='How do they do it??'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8894377744831770732</id><published>2010-03-02T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:41.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Purple Feet and Stars Upon Thars.....</title><content type='html'>I have been in the mood to get MESSY!! Luckily I work with Children, PERFECT!! I feel bad though because one boy missed it, next time I will wake him up no matter how long it takes!! Also, doesn't painting with your feet look like such fun, IT WAS!! I got paint on my feet, legs, arms and skirt, clearly making this a success :) With the help of my afternoon girls we got paper taped to the floor, pants rolled up or exchanged for shorts then came the paint. I'm going to do this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S43r92rBI-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/GVtZYnJB0nQ/s1600-h/March2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S43r92rBI-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/GVtZYnJB0nQ/s320/March2nd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444266972441289698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showing off our purple feet and the clean part of my skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S43r9X-9JGI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/yb6K7g6Ymtw/s1600-h/Dr.Suessday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S43r9X-9JGI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/yb6K7g6Ymtw/s320/Dr.Suessday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444266964203414626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Miss Katie you can see off to the right, cleaning the paint off her feet. Today was also Dr. Suess day and I decided to dress like a Sneetch, I'm a Star Bellied Sneetch!! Stay tuned for some more fun work posts for this month, you never know what you will see ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8894377744831770732?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8894377744831770732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8894377744831770732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8894377744831770732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8894377744831770732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/03/purple-feet-and-stars-upon-thars.html' title='Purple Feet and Stars Upon Thars.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S43r92rBI-I/AAAAAAAAA-g/GVtZYnJB0nQ/s72-c/March2nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7012682327044732045</id><published>2010-03-01T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:27:48.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MaRcH!! YAY!!</title><content type='html'>It's been warm- I should leave it at that. But I won't, sorry folks. Here's an update-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have the best friends EVER!! &lt;br /&gt;*I still don't have the bullet option on my toolbar - why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;*My nephew is the cutest boy ever, going there sometime this week to hold him and make dinner&lt;br /&gt;*I get to watch my AMAZING friend's boy Ethan on Saturday- Can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Making aprons with my other AMAZING friend Kiera this week (Might make one for a contest on CraftyThursday- an idea I've been toying with for a while, kind of silly but may do it anyways)&lt;br /&gt;*Alice in Wonderland comes out soon, anyone want to go with me, anyone, Bueller..&lt;br /&gt;*I'm doing a contest at work in which I eat 5 servings of fruit a day, read some articles and other special stuff- wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;*Trying to motivate myself into going into the gym, Text me tomorrow to remind/nag me to go&lt;br /&gt;*Weather is sooo great I'm driving with the window open, sun on my face, wind in my hair. &lt;br /&gt;*Weather so great the kids went outside to play&lt;br /&gt;*Fashion Show at work is coming up, hoping to help in any way&lt;br /&gt;*Church is going good, slowly meeting more people, have an activity coming up. Hopefully a chance to do my calling&lt;br /&gt;*With warm weather comes... Bullet Bikes, sexy.&lt;br /&gt;*Found out in April I get to play house again with one of the CUTEST families ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7012682327044732045?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7012682327044732045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7012682327044732045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7012682327044732045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7012682327044732045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-yay.html' title='MaRcH!! YAY!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6044898076730505909</id><published>2010-02-26T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:41.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Can I Marry You Please??</title><content type='html'>Tuesday afternoon at work we had a girl party, there were only 2 boys and they were asleep. We pulled out the dress-ups and cranked up Taylor Swift. During Love Story I decided to teach the little girls a very valuable lesson. I explained that just like Love Story we girls should only agree to marry boys if the boy gets down on one knee when he proposes. After a couple different songs they returned to Love Story and were "proposing" to each other. Rynn turns to me and says, "Miss Jacque, will you marry me?" I said I couldn't answer until she got on one knee. She got on one knee and said, "Miss Jacque, Can I Marry You, PLEASE." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat that Mr. Right!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6044898076730505909?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6044898076730505909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6044898076730505909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6044898076730505909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6044898076730505909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-i-marry-you-please.html' title='Can I Marry You Please??'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2981661156262666297</id><published>2010-02-22T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:41.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>CuTiEsT BoY eVeR!!</title><content type='html'>At 1:19, weighing in at 7lbs 10oz and at 20.5 in we have.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S4MzSEi-woI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dflYHEJFA_E/s1600-h/Talon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S4MzSEi-woI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dflYHEJFA_E/s320/Talon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441249160344814210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talon Curtis Galbraith. I'm in Love with this baby boy, and isn't he a looker!! Seriously he has beautiful skin, tiny ears, and just the sweetest nose. I love you Talon, Love Aunt Jacque!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2981661156262666297?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2981661156262666297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2981661156262666297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2981661156262666297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2981661156262666297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/cutiest-boy-ever.html' title='CuTiEsT BoY eVeR!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S4MzSEi-woI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/dflYHEJFA_E/s72-c/Talon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4899386606190152512</id><published>2010-02-20T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T23:16:09.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get around to it.....</title><content type='html'>Today was a busy day today, it was my Sister's Baby Shower. I want to post about it but I don't have pictures so I will have to wait for pictures and more time to dedicate to writing about it. I'll give these 2 main points,&lt;br /&gt;- The shower was almost rescheduled because Ashley went into the hospital the night before. (No Baby, but any day now)&lt;br /&gt;- I bailed on Hot Tubbing Once again.... I'm such a flake, SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this post.... Since it was a family shower obviously Nikki was there too, and her husband Beau. Beau's cousin Dustin (the one that looks like Johnny Knoxville) was planning on going to his sister's sunday. There is a Jazz game Monday that he's going to, well he came a day earlier so he could hang out with me. Nikki and I met them at Iggy's (my younger sister was SHOCKED that I stepped into a sports bar). We then went to the Mall and split up, I helped Nikki with some Maternity Shopping and ran into an old friend, the boys went for shoes. Then we went to Farr's Fresh, So YUMMY!! Then driving around trying to find a movie to watch, ended up just going back to my house and chatting with the family. I forget how much fun the 4 of us have, my favorite thing is when Dustin goes... Guys, Guys, It's My Turn. I'm telling a story. (All 4 of us like to talk so we have to fight to be heard.) Also, the best part..... He Golfs!! (I have a thing for golfers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4899386606190152512?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4899386606190152512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4899386606190152512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4899386606190152512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4899386606190152512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/ill-get-around-to-it.html' title='I&apos;ll get around to it.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2992268348272350579</id><published>2010-02-19T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:27:49.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy Joel &amp; Elton John</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OZchtjpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3h2Yp5p8jYw/s1600-h/DSCN0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OZchtjpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3h2Yp5p8jYw/s320/DSCN0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440223442692312722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OYrE8ppI/AAAAAAAAA98/JdU-aVNWR3U/s1600-h/DSCN0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OYrE8ppI/AAAAAAAAA98/JdU-aVNWR3U/s320/DSCN0779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440223429418329746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OYJJggKI/AAAAAAAAA90/YWwFf5ejnYA/s1600-h/DSCN0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OYJJggKI/AAAAAAAAA90/YWwFf5ejnYA/s320/DSCN0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440223420310651042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OXUVXHdI/AAAAAAAAA9s/28Av0W60iE4/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OXUVXHdI/AAAAAAAAA9s/28Av0W60iE4/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440223406133288402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NbLNt9jI/AAAAAAAAA9k/MAAfR3EC-mc/s1600-h/DSCN0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NbLNt9jI/AAAAAAAAA9k/MAAfR3EC-mc/s320/DSCN0762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440222372893161010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NaSwVtUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/meU7rowD8Hw/s1600-h/DSCN0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NaSwVtUI/AAAAAAAAA9c/meU7rowD8Hw/s320/DSCN0759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440222357737551170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NZndPLCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WAy6Q73v-DA/s1600-h/DSCN0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-NZndPLCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WAy6Q73v-DA/s320/DSCN0761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440222346114706466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, Elton John has STYLE!! It may be wild and flamboyant, but who else can pull it off?? I'm not sure of the details but my Dad had 2 tickets for the concert, (I think he won them at work). He and my Mom are not big into concerts like that so they gave them to the Warrens (a.k.a my AWESOME neighbors) We figured that since we will be inviting ourselves over to swim all the time this summer we would give them the tickets. Their excitement was short lived, the concert was rescheduled. And the new date was on the same weekend as their daughter's Softball Tournament. This is where I mention that Sydney is AMAZING at softball, GO BUKOOS!! Anywho.... I ended up with the tickets and it was such a GREAT concert. Billy Joel was charming and entertaining, Elton ROCKED the piano!! Also, that girl giving the thumbs up... Jessica Foust. She was my rockin concert buddy, what a FUN night!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2992268348272350579?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2992268348272350579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2992268348272350579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2992268348272350579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2992268348272350579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/billy-joel-elton-john.html' title='Billy Joel &amp; Elton John'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S3-OZchtjpI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3h2Yp5p8jYw/s72-c/DSCN0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6844388827611203272</id><published>2010-02-16T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:12:22.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name....</title><content type='html'>I've always loved my many names, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is where I'm freaking out because WHERE IS THE BULLET OPTION!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jacqueline Lee Uresk&lt;br /&gt;*Jacque&lt;br /&gt;*Jacques' Custo (You have to say it with the accent or it isn't right)&lt;br /&gt;*Jack (For some reason I feel like my cousin Ky is the one who does this the most, I love it)&lt;br /&gt;*City Jacque (This one is Ky's kids. Their aunt is a Jacque and she lives in the Country therefore I became City Jacque)&lt;br /&gt;*Jacqalee&lt;br /&gt;*Jacque Loo&lt;br /&gt;*Dear (A lady in the office calls me this, makes me happy everytime)&lt;br /&gt;*Shmacque (Thanks to Ashley and her old job at J.C. Shmenneys)&lt;br /&gt;*My Darling (You know who you are that calls me that!! I LOVE IT!!)&lt;br /&gt;*Motor Mouth (Ummm that was a long time ago because I wouldn't shut up.)&lt;br /&gt;*Blondie and Honey (Back in the day when my hair was naturally Blonde and Naturally Curly, I miss those days)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6844388827611203272?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6844388827611203272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6844388827611203272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6844388827611203272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6844388827611203272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1260408118343657179</id><published>2010-02-07T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:05:06.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Alarm Clock is Cuter Than Yours.....</title><content type='html'>Every Morning at 6:00 A.M. I wake up to this on my iHome....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2-Zgt-x3rI/AAAAAAAAA9M/_M6Nci7-Q5Y/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435732062637252274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2-Zgt-x3rI/AAAAAAAAA9M/_M6Nci7-Q5Y/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't an actual picture of her morning ritual, it's a picture Michaela took. (pretty funny one too)  It's 6:00 in the morning people, I'm not awake enough to take a picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried crying then tried walking around my head, this seems to be the best way to wake me up... stand on the iHome and push buttons until it the radio comes on. The best feature of my cute fuzzy alarm clock... if I'm not up at 7:00 it goes off again!! (How does she get the same time every day, seriously)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1260408118343657179?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1260408118343657179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1260408118343657179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1260408118343657179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1260408118343657179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-alarm-clock-is-cuter-than-yours.html' title='My Alarm Clock is Cuter Than Yours.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2-Zgt-x3rI/AAAAAAAAA9M/_M6Nci7-Q5Y/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-9064875835828081927</id><published>2010-01-31T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:09:51.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Prepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if it's because of the situation in Haiti (my prayers go to those in need and to those who are doing all they can to help) or just his love of prepardness, but my Dad has issued another challenge. He likes to invite the ward try out certain challenges to see if they are prepared. This summer it was going a certain amount of time only using Food Storage (including water), going a certain amount of time without going to the store. (I'm not 100 percent sure on the details since I was living at my Aunts.) Last week it was living off 72 hour kits. This proved to be a good idea for us because......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no idea where mine is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My younger sisters had clothes in there that wouldn't fit AT ALL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The food in the kits was no longer good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention that I had no kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have decided to be sure I have one, it's updated and I know where it is. Our family has decided to update them as families every coference weekend. (which works out nice because we can change for the weather) Here is a project I saw online and re-created for my kit-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE8w-H14I/AAAAAAAAA88/psInwOQ2T_w/s1600-h/100_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433105811197384578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE8w-H14I/AAAAAAAAA88/psInwOQ2T_w/s320/100_2898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start with a HotPad (ala Dollar Tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE0LGlA4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/edUe3mYyvek/s1600-h/100_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433105663593350018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE0LGlA4I/AAAAAAAAA8s/edUe3mYyvek/s320/100_2902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hand sew some snack bags in (I only did 4 but you can do as little or many as you would like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZEzQNjnJI/AAAAAAAAA8k/iZEjpTHy4xg/s1600-h/100_2901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433105647784926354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZEzQNjnJI/AAAAAAAAA8k/iZEjpTHy4xg/s320/100_2901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure you only sew the main part, leaving the pocket open for additional storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE0depghI/AAAAAAAAA80/g81GFRLp9jc/s1600-h/100_2903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433105668526146066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE0depghI/AAAAAAAAA80/g81GFRLp9jc/s320/100_2903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a Button and you are DONE!! YAY!! Isn't prepardness cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-9064875835828081927?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/9064875835828081927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=9064875835828081927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9064875835828081927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9064875835828081927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-prepared.html' title='Getting Prepared'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S2ZE8w-H14I/AAAAAAAAA88/psInwOQ2T_w/s72-c/100_2898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4238064070448151878</id><published>2010-01-27T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:56:26.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLeSsEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Driving to work today I was thinking about how I'm so Blessed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amazing friends who listen to me complain, love me and raise my self esteem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Brother on a mission, serving the Lord and being a great example.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sisters who are so fun, creative and helpful. Thanks for all you do and for indulging my random Betty Crocker moods.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family; Immediate and Extended. (especially you Min, thanks for letting me randomly show up and for listening to my stories and pretending to be interested.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Nephew who is almost here!! Word on the street is this will be the cutest Baby. (Says me!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Brother-in-Law who plays stupid texting music games with me. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking up each day excited for work!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiddies at the daycare who are sweet and loving. They are all so unique and fun to be around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who I work with, we are a great team. Also a boss who believes in me and gives me encouragement.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The parents at the Daycare are so great!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;High Schoolers = FUN!! I was ready to be annoyed or indifferent but I LOVE THEM!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My health, Working with 20+ kids... I should have been sick more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4238064070448151878?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4238064070448151878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4238064070448151878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4238064070448151878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4238064070448151878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/blessed.html' title='BLeSsEd'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1420814046296863474</id><published>2010-01-24T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:37:17.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash!!</title><content type='html'>My cousin Melinda is the BEST, she does this every January. I wasn't able to make it last time and was pretty bummed so I was pretty excited when the weather cleared up and I could make it this year!! I had Martin Luther King Jr. day off, and the next (thank you teacher prep day). So I was able to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y4koKml2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lu_pCYlaS2c/s1600-h/Pool+Party+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430418190098667362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y4koKml2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lu_pCYlaS2c/s320/Pool+Party+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a care in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y4kWebTzI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Vqye6444Bh8/s1600-h/Pool+Party+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430418185349975858" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y4kWebTzI/AAAAAAAAA8U/Vqye6444Bh8/s320/Pool+Party+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a POOL in her kitchen. didn't I tell you she was the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2ZHSGIqI/AAAAAAAAA7c/XgMzJ1jFskE/s1600-h/100_2891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415793269908130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2ZHSGIqI/AAAAAAAAA7c/XgMzJ1jFskE/s320/100_2891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute boy is Carter, Dustin and Carly's kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2YqLb6WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/M5HlIt8SiaU/s1600-h/100_2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415785457346914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2YqLb6WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/M5HlIt8SiaU/s320/100_2890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Melinda, yeah we are Hoola Hotties!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2YKuHiAI/AAAAAAAAA7M/x5d8pQAUJB0/s1600-h/100_2889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415777012877314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2YKuHiAI/AAAAAAAAA7M/x5d8pQAUJB0/s320/100_2889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2X_vb6eI/AAAAAAAAA7E/OlFjcVpqanU/s1600-h/100_2888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415774065617378" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2X_vb6eI/AAAAAAAAA7E/OlFjcVpqanU/s320/100_2888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2XcXzNkI/AAAAAAAAA68/MoBH2NlzkJw/s1600-h/100_2887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415764571240002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2XcXzNkI/AAAAAAAAA68/MoBH2NlzkJw/s320/100_2887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1zbe6ZTI/AAAAAAAAA6s/aVm_5q-teBk/s1600-h/100_2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415145857344818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1zbe6ZTI/AAAAAAAAA6s/aVm_5q-teBk/s320/100_2885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa (HAPPY BIRTHDAY on the 20th Cute Girl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1yVuJOKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CxKek-vvvNE/s1600-h/100_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415127130749090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1yVuJOKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/CxKek-vvvNE/s320/100_2881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah (Notice most of these pictures are fuzzy... I REALLY need a new camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1y62PmmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/TgcceR400gA/s1600-h/100_2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430415137096833634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y1y62PmmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/TgcceR400gA/s320/100_2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just wanna snuggle this kid!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day after the girls had gone to school; Ryland, Min and I got to work making some Monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2wuvtnnI/AAAAAAAAA70/d5Yo4obPJ2s/s1600-h/100_2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430416199000104562" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2wuvtnnI/AAAAAAAAA70/d5Yo4obPJ2s/s320/100_2894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our job very serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2xEqXg6I/AAAAAAAAA78/-awdpsMPZAw/s1600-h/100_2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430416204883264418" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2xEqXg6I/AAAAAAAAA78/-awdpsMPZAw/s320/100_2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very, very serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2v_p8shI/AAAAAAAAA7k/OhfGUZhx_uU/s1600-h/100_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430416186359460370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2v_p8shI/AAAAAAAAA7k/OhfGUZhx_uU/s320/100_2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2wfIEQpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FKaSPGLKuJk/s1600-h/100_2893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430416194807284370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y2wfIEQpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/FKaSPGLKuJk/s320/100_2893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1420814046296863474?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1420814046296863474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1420814046296863474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1420814046296863474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1420814046296863474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1y4koKml2I/AAAAAAAAA8c/lu_pCYlaS2c/s72-c/Pool+Party+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7475849423852791054</id><published>2010-01-22T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:35:22.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poop!!</title><content type='html'>Today at work in the midst of diaper changes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brigden, "You like poop?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, "Uh, not really."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brigden, "Oh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not sure if he asked me this because I was changing in poopy diaper, I insist on interrupting his fun to change him if he is poopy, or because he genuinely thinks I like poop. (Poop is a fun word to say though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7475849423852791054?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7475849423852791054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7475849423852791054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7475849423852791054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7475849423852791054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/poop.html' title='Poop!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2974058701601895120</id><published>2010-01-17T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:29:42.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Tag</title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before? Sang in a group smaller than 6, in front of a crowd larger than 20.&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and did you make more for this year? I didn't this last year, but I have some for this year; being a better friend, doing my Visiting Teaching, gain some domestic abilities, stand up for myself...&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth? The question should be, did anyone close to me announce they WILL give birth, pretty much everyone I know is having a baby in the Spring.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die? Dumbledore did, but I knew it about it before so I was prepared.&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit? 0 :(&lt;br /&gt;6. What did you get really, really, really, really excited about? Finding out I'm going to be an Aunt, Visits to Friends and Family, Puppies, Making new Friends, Yogurt Stop, Cute Boys, Victoria's Secret Semi Annual Sale..&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you wish you’d done more of? Working on my tan, playing with friends, service.&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the best book you read? Too many to pick just one!! Peter Pan, The Lovely Bones, Sense and Sensiblity, Till the God's Have Faces, Screwtape Letters, Where are You Now, Just Take My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;9. What is something you wanted but didn't get? A New Camera&lt;br /&gt;10. What kept you sane? The TV Show Friends, Actual Friends, Family, Long Walks&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009? PINK&lt;br /&gt;12. What valuable life lesson did you learn in 2009? To be ok with my flaws, big or small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2974058701601895120?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2974058701601895120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2974058701601895120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2974058701601895120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2974058701601895120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-tag.html' title='2009 Tag'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8935224002070977330</id><published>2010-01-16T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:51:20.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Went to school, went to work and was greeted by this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1dQtq9BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/--NKjwN19WE/s1600-h/100_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529646498051090" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1dQtq9BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/--NKjwN19WE/s320/100_2874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job, these kids are great as are my co-workers. We had a departmental meeting with a yummy lunch, Thanks Cheryl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1pPntWzI/AAAAAAAAA5s/1BCROi05Lm0/s1600-h/100_2873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529852363037490" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1pPntWzI/AAAAAAAAA5s/1BCROi05Lm0/s320/100_2873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbie and Will on their way to Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1eRF0fsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/fIxnUZr9k8c/s1600-h/100_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529663779208898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1eRF0fsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/fIxnUZr9k8c/s320/100_2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my BEAUTIFUL cake!! Made by Katie and Grace, Katie works in the daycare after school, Grace did until last week. She is missed but I wish her luck in Softball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1d1c3sPI/AAAAAAAAA5c/rtusM4q_uPU/s1600-h/100_2875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529656359694578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1d1c3sPI/AAAAAAAAA5c/rtusM4q_uPU/s320/100_2875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie and Grace displaying their talent. Seriously girls thanks, that was very sweet!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at home was my birthday dinner, Cheese Soup MY FAVORITE!! My Grandma and Aunt were there too. I got some great gifts and then after Cake and Ice Cream I went to a movie with my 2 amazing friends, Traci and Kristy. We went to the Lovely Bones, so weird but still I loved it!! Thanks everyone for the Birthday Wishes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It should be mentioned that a lot of my gifts were Cup Cake related and you should be prepared to see lots of posts about the Cupcakes I have made and the sewing projects with my Cup Cake Material.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8935224002070977330?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8935224002070977330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8935224002070977330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8935224002070977330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8935224002070977330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/S1J1dQtq9BI/AAAAAAAAA5U/--NKjwN19WE/s72-c/100_2874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5351466437126900491</id><published>2010-01-12T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:41.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Who Says Growing Up is a Good Thing......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaac: &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Miss Jacque, you have the most Beautiful Head in the Whole World!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;At what age do boys stop giving random compliments?? Also, Rachel would you REALLY miss Isaac if I just randomly kept him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5351466437126900491?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5351466437126900491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5351466437126900491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5351466437126900491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5351466437126900491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-says-growing-up-is-good-thing.html' title='Who Says Growing Up is a Good Thing......'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8849069617975320967</id><published>2010-01-10T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:49:40.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities Committee</title><content type='html'>My New Calling, I'm going to try my hardest at it. Hopefully meet some new people, kind of already did. Wish me Luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8849069617975320967?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8849069617975320967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8849069617975320967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8849069617975320967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8849069617975320967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/activities-committee.html' title='Activities Committee'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5060229850241483743</id><published>2010-01-09T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:08:51.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.....</title><content type='html'>On the one hand I love you and it's that time of year, you keep me warm and you are so cute.  With these great qualities you would think I wouldn't be torn but I am.  Yes, I am talking about you, Long Sleeves.  Why is it that no matter how much I pull you up you still manage to get wet when I wash my hands or do dishes, once that happens you never seem to dry.  And yet I still pull and bunch you up everytime hoping this time will be different, all the while knowing it will be in vain.  Of course after that you are all stretched out and what choice do I have but to pull you up to avoid the awkward stretched out elbow look.  We still have a couple of months to go so I'm going to resolve to be more patient with you as long as you promise to keep warming my arms.  Maybe by the time March rolls around my feelings won't be so mixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5060229850241483743?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5060229850241483743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5060229850241483743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5060229850241483743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5060229850241483743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/confused.html' title='Confused.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1372702637516207165</id><published>2010-01-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:35:23.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog Princess'/><title type='text'>The End of 2009, The Beginning of 2010</title><content type='html'>The week after Christmas was a busy one; visiting family, visiting friends, playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chaperone&lt;/span&gt;... During the break I had planned to learn to Knit, I was SO excited, unfortunately I wasn't able to fit that in. (Lowry's, I'm so sad/sorry I wasn't able to, but I still plan on coming sometime to learn!!) I had been looking forward to learning a new skill/craft but there is a reason I wasn't able to and here we go: (It was right here that I had to pause and decide between; List, No List. List Won)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday - Baby Shower for my Sister&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday - Still Loving my Ward&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday - Drive to Vernal to visit Grandma and Grandpa Uresk, quick trip to visit Great Aunt Vee (wishing it were warmer so I could ride her horses) Drive to Roosevelt to spend the night at my Aunt Karen's. Hang out with Nikki, Beau, and Beau's Cousin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday - Visit Jason, Rachel and Miles (played with the new Geo Tracks Miles got for Christmas, wishing they had them when I was living there this summer). Drive to Neola to see Kylene and her kids, Tyson ran straight for me for a big hug, I missed those kids!! Held Kloe D and rocked her to sleep, the best part is she is a cuddly baby and cuddly babys are so great. (again wished it was warmer so we could go see the horses and dogs) Drive home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday - Had plans to go visit Adam and the Bakers. I hate Snow. Thank goodness for Online Scrabble. Also should mention my new favorite phrase: Cuddly Duddly!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday - Chaperoned 9 kids at Boondocks, drove a Minivan there and back couple of times. I know what most of you are thinking at this point; A Minivan!?!? Man and I thought Jacque couldn't GET any hotter, well I just did, I just did!! After I finally got the kids back safely to their party animal parents it was off to Grantsville for me. I got to spend New Years with Adam and his Family, played board games, karaoke and toasted in the New Year with, what else, Sparkling Apple Cider!! Also this is the BEST part... wait.. for .. it... I BEAT ADAM AT SCRABBLE!!!! This is a big accomplishment since he mostly doubles my score. I taught them Speed Scrabble, (a Uresk Favorite). While I didn't come in first I managed to beat Adam and that was a good feeling indeed. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday - Made it home from Grantsville without one wrong turn, (this is where I should mention I made it there without getting lost also. Look at me, I'm growing) Finished 3 backdrops for my friend's in-home Photography studio, feel bad it took so long. Took Princess for a walk, did some dishes then came home and fell asleep on the couch for a couple hours....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday - SCRAPBOOKIN' I got lots of pages done, another long walk with Princess, then off to Logan to have a late New Years Party. I really like the game Buzzword, first round was the boys against the girls, Boys -The Punishers, Girls - Pheobo. I won't say how much we won by, but it was a lot!! ;) Next round we switched it up a little and Missy, Brody and I were Team Crap Bag. Brian, Brad and Traci were team Princess Consuela Banana Hammock..... Team Crap Bag WON!! (the names are from the show FRIENDS) We played other games and watched the Ball Drop in Times Square, thanks to Kristy recording it on her DVR. Later stayed up until 4 a.m. chatting with Kristy. This is the best part of visiting her!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday - Write this Blog Post. (among other things) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's to you, 2010!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Sorry there are no Photo's, I really wanted some but I haven't been good at making sure I take them lately. I'm hoping I get a new camera for my Birthday in a couple of weeks... I may post one or 2 pictures later, but we'll see.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1372702637516207165?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1372702637516207165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1372702637516207165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1372702637516207165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1372702637516207165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-of-2009-beginning-of-2010.html' title='The End of 2009, The Beginning of 2010'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3622988430752703070</id><published>2009-12-27T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:08:13.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Highlights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Week before Christmas was spent tying quilts and working on pants to donate to a family in need.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Eve Ashley, Curtis and Major came over for our annual Steak and Seafood Dinner. (Rissa and I eating our Macaroni and Cheese). Played Games and read the Story of the Birth of our Savior.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Morning watched Psych with Michaela while waiting to go see what Santa had brought us. Turkey Dinner followed by a quick trip to my cousins to play games and then to Temple Square to look at the lights.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday- Shower for my sister, getting closer to being an Aunt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR3nNVzTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZhM4JsmDlX4/s1600-h/me+christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420101798655806770" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR3nNVzTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZhM4JsmDlX4/s320/me+christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me showing off my Irrigation boots from Ashley and Curtis!! Also the Cute new coat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR4eqqizI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2j8_tsquUsk/s1600-h/100_2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420101813542751026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR4eqqizI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2j8_tsquUsk/s320/100_2867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from Temple Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR4-83rHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/7SVSQyS0KjY/s1600-h/100_2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420101822209043570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR4-83rHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/7SVSQyS0KjY/s320/100_2872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3622988430752703070?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3622988430752703070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3622988430752703070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3622988430752703070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3622988430752703070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-highlights.html' title='Christmas Highlights...'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SzgR3nNVzTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ZhM4JsmDlX4/s72-c/me+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4647829899527044824</id><published>2009-12-19T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:12:18.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Party</title><content type='html'>My Aunt Carol invited us to a holiday party in her Clubhouse. It was with some of the funnest cousins EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GtHskTZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/VGVe8Jn1XLI/s1600-h/100_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416993299026431378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GtHskTZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/VGVe8Jn1XLI/s320/100_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Baker and her stuffed animal named Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GssAjD5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/8pS1-xmLW-0/s1600-h/100_2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416993291594043282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GssAjD5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/8pS1-xmLW-0/s320/100_2813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played hide the Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GQX6bTdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/CJAyHG_dAsc/s1600-h/100_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992805163322834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GQX6bTdI/AAAAAAAAA3E/CJAyHG_dAsc/s320/100_2814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there is a game of Ticket2Ride going on!! At this table we have: Michaela in the brown hoodie, Rissa stretching, Abigail grinning, Uncle Wendell concentrating on the game, Cousin Clayton smiling. (He just left on his Mission to Canada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GQPL1ZPI/AAAAAAAAA28/5FJ3sd-TbCU/s1600-h/100_2815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992802820416754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GQPL1ZPI/AAAAAAAAA28/5FJ3sd-TbCU/s320/100_2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins Rachel and Melinda, also Miles crawling on the floor. This is after we ate and played games. The food was great and games were fun!! (At one point I spilled the Scrabble game on the floor, that got me big round of applause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPzYlOBI/AAAAAAAAA20/C8z7m696CGY/s1600-h/100_2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992795357689874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPzYlOBI/AAAAAAAAA20/C8z7m696CGY/s320/100_2817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these boys CUTE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPfi0VFI/AAAAAAAAA2s/5JEybCML6Pw/s1600-h/100_2818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992790031914066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPfi0VFI/AAAAAAAAA2s/5JEybCML6Pw/s320/100_2818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa and Sarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPLKmGXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/yziZMhNzbkw/s1600-h/100_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416992784561609074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GPLKmGXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/yziZMhNzbkw/s320/100_2819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE these girls. &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/4322817020556159710-4647829899527044824?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4647829899527044824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4647829899527044824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4647829899527044824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4647829899527044824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-party.html' title='Family Party'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sy0GtHskTZI/AAAAAAAAA3U/VGVe8Jn1XLI/s72-c/100_2812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-852442703865245153</id><published>2009-12-18T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:30:29.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>Santa Claus is Coming To Town!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December started with a phone call from the Office telling us someone had left a gift for the kids there. The kids went to see what had been left for them and it was this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU7B9R5MI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EbyP235MUhc/s1600-h/100_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586718701806786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU7B9R5MI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EbyP235MUhc/s320/100_2776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elf on the Shelf: A magic Elf comes during to watch over you every day. He leaves at night and tells Santa every good and bad thing you did that day, then he returns to a new spot every day. You can't touch him because his magic might go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU7n3sfFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kkKRzwJ4gOc/s1600-h/100_2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586728878931026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU7n3sfFI/AAAAAAAAA0U/kkKRzwJ4gOc/s320/100_2777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He needs a name so they voted and his name became Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU8DnommI/AAAAAAAAA0c/P2e9EukJT94/s1600-h/100_2774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586736327760482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU8DnommI/AAAAAAAAA0c/P2e9EukJT94/s320/100_2774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His first hiding spot, he had some GREAT ones. There were a few that must have required some extra magic to stay. Great hiding Buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the beggining of December, near the end a special visitor came: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXkopB7hI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Qdh91jck-hg/s1600-h/100_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416589632483749394" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXkopB7hI/AAAAAAAAA0s/Qdh91jck-hg/s320/100_2823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa Claus!! He started his visit with a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXlf6siLI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ri2bIzfeTr0/s1600-h/100_2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416589647321794738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXlf6siLI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ri2bIzfeTr0/s320/100_2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXljrp0LI/AAAAAAAAA08/imanGTH3BdI/s1600-h/100_2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416589648332443826" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXljrp0LI/AAAAAAAAA08/imanGTH3BdI/s320/100_2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1RCrjkfI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yxFK6FFLAYY/s1600-h/100_2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974124946002418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1RCrjkfI/AAAAAAAAA1M/yxFK6FFLAYY/s320/100_2829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXl7F8ReI/AAAAAAAAA1E/m_DPd-CGXYg/s1600-h/100_2827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416589654616720866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXl7F8ReI/AAAAAAAAA1E/m_DPd-CGXYg/s320/100_2827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1RQvvWqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Xtf6vI4-2Q0/s1600-h/100_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974128721648290" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1RQvvWqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Xtf6vI4-2Q0/s320/100_2832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the story came the most anticipated time... PRESENT TIME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXkRBa66I/AAAAAAAAA0k/Wr76cK81smg/s1600-h/100_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416589626143599522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXkRBa66I/AAAAAAAAA0k/Wr76cK81smg/s320/100_2821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7bVG42nI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ZoLHYyjHfQo/s1600-h/100_2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980898760940146" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7bVG42nI/AAAAAAAAA2M/ZoLHYyjHfQo/s320/100_2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7ceI0UBI/AAAAAAAAA2c/_y39OM8Hv_o/s1600-h/100_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980918364819474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7ceI0UBI/AAAAAAAAA2c/_y39OM8Hv_o/s320/100_2844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuXkRBa66I/AAAAAAAAA0k/Wr76cK81smg/s1600-h/100_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1SMvHNCI/AAAAAAAAA1k/yG_wXHdFDTE/s1600-h/100_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974144825144354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1SMvHNCI/AAAAAAAAA1k/yG_wXHdFDTE/s320/100_2847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydney was soo funny, she was by Santa's side the whole time. When her friend Ava's name was called She FREAKED out. She was so excited that Ava got a gift, more excited than when it was her turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz13gWk5LI/AAAAAAAAA18/ckYhOkypi30/s1600-h/100_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974785746101426" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz13gWk5LI/AAAAAAAAA18/ckYhOkypi30/s320/100_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank my Photographer, Grace. Thanks for taking pictures, seriously love this one of Santa Isaac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1SsZHmSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/MWfy9Moaylc/s1600-h/100_2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974153322830114" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1SsZHmSI/AAAAAAAAA1s/MWfy9Moaylc/s320/100_2837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7bMrTtqI/AAAAAAAAA2E/4O5PuKaVhz8/s1600-h/100_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980896497776290" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz7bMrTtqI/AAAAAAAAA2E/4O5PuKaVhz8/s320/100_2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1nR6OYaI/AAAAAAAAA10/9wO15jeehM4/s1600-h/100_2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416974506991182242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Syz1nR6OYaI/AAAAAAAAA10/9wO15jeehM4/s320/100_2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4322817020556159710-852442703865245153?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/852442703865245153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=852442703865245153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/852442703865245153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/852442703865245153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-claus-is-coming-to-town.html' title='Santa Claus is Coming To Town!!'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyuU7B9R5MI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EbyP235MUhc/s72-c/100_2776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7261063192500494870</id><published>2009-12-15T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:30:29.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>As if I'm not Fixating Enough....</title><content type='html'>I love my Kiddies.... they give me joy and make me laugh, but there are some days that they, well, they ruin my day a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today out of the blue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Miss Jacque, are you going to have another baby?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um, I don't HAVE a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Why don't you have a baby?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Because I'm not married.&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Why aren't you married?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I guess I haven't found the right guy yet.&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Why haven't you found the right guy yet?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Oh, I thought you were supposed to be married.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not, but thanks, thanks for bringing that to my attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7261063192500494870?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7261063192500494870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7261063192500494870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7261063192500494870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7261063192500494870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-if-im-not-fixating-enough.html' title='As if I&apos;m not Fixating Enough....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4441070948937623210</id><published>2009-12-14T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:03:56.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela Lay La</title><content type='html'>Michaela tried out for Basketball today!! She hasn't heard if she made first cuts yet, but I'm so proud of her for trying out!! I would like to think that the reason She and Rissa are so athletic is that all my athletic ability was given to them. Good Luck Michaela, I hope you make it!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4441070948937623210?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4441070948937623210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4441070948937623210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4441070948937623210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4441070948937623210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/michaela-lay-la.html' title='Michaela Lay La'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3806629846246716505</id><published>2009-12-13T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:55:04.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday Michaela and I went to the Yalecrest Live Nativity. The foods teacher at Bountiful High is in the LDS Ward that contributes to this, along with several other faiths. I was so sad that I wasn't able to go last year, but so EXCITED to go this year. You walked in past Soldiers, sat around the fire sipping hot chocolate while listening to Angels singing. After a short walk past the live Camel you came to the Manger and listened to the story of Christmas, what a spiritual and truly great experience. Really reminded me what is important this time of year. And now for some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWjQ3rpTFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JCTMLIPkWU4/s1600-h/4177609380_c0a1cbf215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414913637203135570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWjQ3rpTFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JCTMLIPkWU4/s320/4177609380_c0a1cbf215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it came to pass in those days that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with Child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWkRuIz66I/AAAAAAAAAz8/r2iQdEbAwBw/s1600-h/4176850667_817df68f26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414914751332608930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWkRuIz66I/AAAAAAAAAz8/r2iQdEbAwBw/s320/4176850667_817df68f26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she brought forth her first born son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWkSbIpvQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/EOVU8s1q8Vs/s1600-h/4177609270_0e39ac3689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414914763411537154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWkSbIpvQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/EOVU8s1q8Vs/s320/4177609270_0e39ac3689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they had heard the king, they departed; and, lo, the star, which they saw in the east, whent before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down, and worshipped him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts,; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh.&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/4322817020556159710-3806629846246716505?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3806629846246716505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3806629846246716505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3806629846246716505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3806629846246716505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-wednesday-michaela-and-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SyWjQ3rpTFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/JCTMLIPkWU4/s72-c/4177609380_c0a1cbf215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6300940752118921443</id><published>2009-12-07T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:01:09.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa,</title><content type='html'>How is Rudolph? Tell him I'm sorry we tried to trap him in a box a long time ago. Thanks for sending your Elf helper to our Daycare, the kids really like finding him. (They also like the gifts you are leaving) This year I have been,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sx3k1PlMNLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HvbJ73YkMOc/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412733930535924914" style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sx3k1PlMNLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HvbJ73YkMOc/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sx3k1PlMNLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HvbJ73YkMOc/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Christmas I would like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A New Camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A New Phone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Shade Tank Tops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psych or 30 Rock Seasons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Office Clue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snow Boots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ribbon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knee Socks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beads and Clasps to Make Watches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabric&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Santa!! I'll be sure to leave you Cookies and Milk (And maybe a Whopper)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, Jacqueline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6300940752118921443?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6300940752118921443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6300940752118921443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6300940752118921443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6300940752118921443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa,'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sx3k1PlMNLI/AAAAAAAAAzs/HvbJ73YkMOc/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3632417578877201027</id><published>2009-12-06T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:38:34.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/yhst-37939424361191_2084_22453846.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 447px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px" alt="" src="http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/yhst-37939424361191_2084_22453846.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/images/product-images/82/70828/Nativity_5028623_list.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bibelselskabet.dk/Aktuelt/Nyhedsoversigt/Arkiv%202009/~/media/Nyheder/Julekort_2009.ashx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3632417578877201027?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3632417578877201027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3632417578877201027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3632417578877201027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3632417578877201027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1027669316194063264</id><published>2009-12-05T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:10:16.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books for Christmas</title><content type='html'>Can't wait to read my new book I'm getting for Christmas (I picked it out). Every year we get a gift card for Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, some may call this nerdy but what can I say... we Uresks love to read!! Also can I say that I'm not excited that it snowed.... yeah it's beautiful but it really messes with your plans. I don't want to complain so I will list great things about the snow (even if it ruined my trip to see the Bakers and a certain Hermit I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Chocolate tastes better when you look out at the snow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Building Snowmen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snow Angels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snowball fights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sledding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It really is pretty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Crunchy sound it makes when you walk in it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to Christmas Carols is better with Snow falling outside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting by a warm fire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/4322817020556159710-1027669316194063264?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1027669316194063264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1027669316194063264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1027669316194063264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1027669316194063264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/books-for-christmas.html' title='Books for Christmas'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-9115310858094361279</id><published>2009-12-04T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:39:12.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmqnFMdzOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/neLlP686WHc/s1600-h/100_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411544015648443618" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmqnFMdzOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/neLlP686WHc/s320/100_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sxmp05oCqbI/AAAAAAAAAy0/aukKpDr1Oj4/s1600-h/100_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411543153549420978" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Sxmp05oCqbI/AAAAAAAAAy0/aukKpDr1Oj4/s320/100_2786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTyT5zgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/pxViZh7O5r8/s1600-h/100_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411542584650223106" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTyT5zgI/AAAAAAAAAyc/pxViZh7O5r8/s320/100_2791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTfdOYZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/W83WH1DJUAw/s1600-h/100_2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411542579589046674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTfdOYZI/AAAAAAAAAyU/W83WH1DJUAw/s320/100_2792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTCMbx4I/AAAAAAAAAyM/lyZPGoKlkgM/s1600-h/100_2794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411542571733993346" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpTCMbx4I/AAAAAAAAAyM/lyZPGoKlkgM/s320/100_2794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpSmEcCNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vZLByejwKys/s1600-h/100_2795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411542564184262866" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpSmEcCNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vZLByejwKys/s320/100_2795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpSRCkz0I/AAAAAAAAAx8/YhsD2OZ4WLk/s1600-h/100_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411542558539304770" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmpSRCkz0I/AAAAAAAAAx8/YhsD2OZ4WLk/s320/100_2796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-9115310858094361279?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/9115310858094361279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=9115310858094361279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9115310858094361279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/9115310858094361279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SxmqnFMdzOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/neLlP686WHc/s72-c/100_2783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5563316415963184564</id><published>2009-12-03T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:11:18.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajamas</title><content type='html'>Yep another post... I was saying I wanted to do a post-a-day until Christmas to one of my afternoon girls (yes I mean you Grace). She said it didn't sound stupid at all, so if you think it is stupid blame her, Grace. Not me, Jacque :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year my Mom makes us pajamas for Christmas. We have had matching Reindeer pants, Scooby Doo, Barbie and much more. One year we got matching pillow cases. We always open them Christmas Eve and get pictures wearing them. Can't wait to see what they look like this year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-5563316415963184564?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/5563316415963184564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=5563316415963184564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5563316415963184564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/5563316415963184564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/pajamas.html' title='Pajamas'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-3917222717044278814</id><published>2009-12-02T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:09:42.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Walled Country</title><content type='html'>At the North end of the world, further than anyone has traveled, is a land filled with children. It's filled with children because no one ever grows up. They play a great deal of the time with dolls and tin soldiers, and every night at 7 o'clock they have a bowl of bread and milk and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is about their Christmas Season. It is a grand event, being so close to the North Pole with ice and snow everywhere. Grandfather Christmas lives nearby, his house leans against the great wall. Grandfather Christmas is his name in the Great Walled Country, we know him as Santa Clause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves the little children behind the great wall of ice and one great thing about having Grandfather Christmas for a neighbor is that in the Great Walled Country they never have to buy Christmas gifts, every Christmas Eve, before he delivers gifts to the rest of the world, Grandfather Christmas goes to the Forest in the back of the Great Walled Country and fills the trees with candy, books, toys and all sorts of good things. When night comes the children wrap up snugly and go into the forest to gather gifts for their friends. Each one goes by themselves as to keep their gifts a secret. No one ever thinks to take a present for themself, and the forest is large enough that no one sees their presents and there is enough for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one year, many years ago, the children in the land had a strange Christmas. A visitor came to the land, an old man who was the first stranger to succeed in getting over the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he met the King and heard about their Christmas celebration he had this to say, "Why take so much trouble, and act in such a round about way? Why not go out together, and everyone get his own present? That would save the trouble of dividing them up again, and everyone could pick out just what he wanted for himself!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve, when the clock struck 10, everyone sang carols then wished a Merry Christmas to the person next to them. This year the King felt the carols where not as merry, and the childrens eyes did not shine as gladly, but there could be no reason for this, since everyone was expecting a better time than usual. So he thought no more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person wasn't happy about the new tradition, Inge who's sister was a cripple and wouldn't be able to go and gather presents for herself. He worried what she would do, for the King ordered they gather gifts for only themselves. He didn't ask anyones advice but silently decided to not obey the proclamation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes after the children had set off to gather gifts they were found with tears on their faces, they had never seen such a christmas before. No Presents. After hours of weary searching they came across Inge carrying a bag overflowing with gifts. They were astonished and couldn't believe their eyes, he hid the contents of his bag so they wouldn't see they were for his sister. "I left more behind than I brought away," he said. There they are, I can see them from here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the children followed his footsteps to where he had been they saw nothing, perhaps he had filled his bag with cones from the tree. On Christmas day there was sadness in the Great Walled Country, but those who went to the house of Inge and his sister saw plenty of books, dolls and beautiful things. Everyone went to the King and it was decided they would pay a visit to Grandfather Christmas, to see why they had forgotten them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh sir, it is us from the Great Walled Country, the King has sent us to ask why you forgot us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Grandfather Christmas said this, "The presents were there, but they were not intended for children who were looking only for themselves. I am not surprised you could not see them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proclamation was made next year, that everyone was to seek gifts for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this was a little long, but it's one of my favorite Christmas stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-3917222717044278814?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/3917222717044278814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=3917222717044278814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3917222717044278814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/3917222717044278814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-walled-country.html' title='The Great Walled Country'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-4557898404413339288</id><published>2009-12-01T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:30:29.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs'/><title type='text'>On the First Day of Christmas My Tulip Gave to Me...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after lunch we had a coloring party in the kitchen (not a technical party, just a bunch of girls coloring christmas pictures). Miss Jeri had put some Christmas music in and after a while one of the girls turns to me and says, "Who's Tulip", I was lost. I told her I didn't know and she continued to ask me. I was doing the fastest thinking of my life, then it came to me: "It's not Tulip it's TRUE LOVE , On the First Day of Christmas My TRUE LOVE Gave to Me" I started singing along with the song and she stops me and says, "Miss Jacque, You're not my True Love". "Oh I know, if you were my True Love your name would be Costco", (Name she gave Ken in one of our Daycare Barbie Weddings). We couldn't stop laughing.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-4557898404413339288?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/4557898404413339288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=4557898404413339288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4557898404413339288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/4557898404413339288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-first-day-of-christmas-my-tulip-gave.html' title='On the First Day of Christmas My Tulip Gave to Me...'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8076912379885158117</id><published>2009-11-26T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:53:36.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Thanksgiving is over and I figured I'd bore you with yet another post. I seem to have done a LOT lately, but I figure it's good since this is also my journal. The morning was spent snacking and playing Speed Scrabble with all of my sisters. This meant lots of funny conversations, and a random game of Hide and Seek. The afternoon was busy with all the cooking, (I'm grateful for the chance to improve my cooking skills and learn some new recipes.) and running to my trusty neighbors to use their oven. (Thank you Warrens) After our Thanksgiving feast our cousins came for Pie and games. I may have even snuck some reading in. I have so much to be Thankful for (for example, not getting sick). I have a great family that will shortly include my first Nephew, I seriously can't wait for the little boy to get here. I have amazing friends who inspire me to be better. I have a job that I LOVE and little Pre-schoolers that teach me and make me smile. A Church that is true and a loving God. There is much much more but I wanted this to just be short. Happy Thanksgiving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8076912379885158117?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8076912379885158117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8076912379885158117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8076912379885158117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8076912379885158117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-thanksgiving-is-over-and-i-figured.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-6682852731896990701</id><published>2009-11-23T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:24:37.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend:</title><content type='html'>I didn't get a lot of pictures but here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swt0AKs50_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/lKmFrebH41g/s1600/100_2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407543323809928178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swt0AKs50_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/lKmFrebH41g/s320/100_2769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Rachel and Melinda at the Provo Olive Garden. I got lost trying to get there.... Big Surprise right?? I'm always getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swtz_oxMXEI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2rkPOjRZ8iw/s1600/100_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407543314701114434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swtz_oxMXEI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2rkPOjRZ8iw/s320/100_2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister Ashley and the empty chair had Carissa in it but she got sick. My mom was there too but she isn't pictured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swt0As0oRAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/h_PLBi-XNlU/s1600/100_2772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407543332969137154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swt0As0oRAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/h_PLBi-XNlU/s320/100_2772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from Min's girl Alyssa (I think that is supposed to be me) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few Highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Moon and seeing the kid who played the 14 year old Joseph Smith in Work and the Glory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a Waiter that was part of the Mafia ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking about Goldilicious with Sarah and Alyssa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Miles and Ryland slide down the stairs like it was a slide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pepsi and Peanut M&amp;amp;M's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing my Favorite Story Again!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winning at Ticket2Ride with a score of 143!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winning at Boggle (better luck next time Adam)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Do Believe in Fairies!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching Nutcracker (only problem is every time I see it I regret not keeping up with Ballet, seriously Ballet is amazing and I am in awe of those who do it.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Moon again..... (I may have gotten lost again on the way there too, I wasn't kidding when I said I'm always getting lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jacob Black is Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-6682852731896990701?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/6682852731896990701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=6682852731896990701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6682852731896990701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/6682852731896990701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend:'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Swt0AKs50_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/lKmFrebH41g/s72-c/100_2769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-8340553224864975550</id><published>2009-11-22T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T12:24:38.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I just say that I am in awe of the power of prayer. I'm just so thankful for Prayer and the fact that our prayers are answered.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-8340553224864975550?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/8340553224864975550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=8340553224864975550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8340553224864975550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/8340553224864975550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-i-just-say-that-i-am-in-awe-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7913178006889367981</id><published>2009-11-20T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:20:23.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings.....</title><content type='html'>It's 3:07 A.M. and yes that means I was just out watching New Moon, (Great Movie!!). I feel like it is the end of the week what with the stress of school this week. My geography teacher was sick 3 weeks ago, I found out by the letter on the classroom door. Well the day before my next geography class I checked my Weber E-mail... something I never do. I had a Red letter, when you get these you know it means business.... it was from the teacher saying class was cancelled do to illness, I'm thinking GREAT another day off. Well there are 2 brothers that are in my Geography class and I'm talking to them a couple days after my "cancelled" class, I jokingly ask how their 2 weeks off were and they look at me like I'm crazy. Yeah the email had been from the week before and long story short I missed the class, review and test. Luckily the Teacher is a great guy, really understanding and he extended the test for a couple of us. Only problem is, it took forever to get the review from him (thank heavens I got a copy from the girl who sits next to me just in case.) also when I went to take the test they told me it wasn't extended but I was welcome to take it and see if he accepted it. Today in class he didn't have it, oh the stress......  finally got it worked out and I'm done with tests and stress for the week. Now all that is left is fun stuff (minus CPR training in 3 and 1/2 hours). Hopefully the weather holds out enough for me to see my Cousins, see Adam, and make it back home safely for NUTCRACKER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7913178006889367981?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7913178006889367981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7913178006889367981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7913178006889367981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7913178006889367981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings.....'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-1353752227472631320</id><published>2009-11-15T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:36:04.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog Princess'/><title type='text'>Gearing Up for a Non-Stop Week</title><content type='html'>This week is going to be CRAZY!! I'm excited and nervous (Nervous about the Tests). Here is all the stuff I have planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday - Make Dinner, 2 Nutrition Exams, Visit Ashley.... (Surprise Ashley!! Ok I'll ask her first)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday - Geography Test, Class until 9:00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday - Yogurt Stop Day!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday - Class until 8:20, Then Back to get the Girlies, NEW MOON at 12:01 A.M.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday - 7:00 A.M. CPR Training at Work (it's early but it has to be done), Drive to Provo to challenge Min and Phil to a game of Ticket2Ride, Maybe see that Adam guy ;) (by the way Adam we will be playing Ticket2Ride with my cousins)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday - Be home by 10:00 A.M. dressed and ready for The Nutcracker Ballet (I love this Ballet, seriously it's not Christmas without The Nutcracker Ballet), Later that night, my Ward Thanksgiving Dinner. WHEW!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunday - A Day of Rest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's to this week and me not going crazy!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-1353752227472631320?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/1353752227472631320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=1353752227472631320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1353752227472631320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/1353752227472631320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/gearing-up-for-non-stop-week.html' title='Gearing Up for a Non-Stop Week'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-7635050775701611901</id><published>2009-11-08T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:47:50.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Mini Pool</title><content type='html'>What happens if you are bored on a Sunday...... You get CREATIVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaela and I were chatting in my room and we were both very bored and couldn't think of something to do, we decided Pool would be fun. After 1 normal round we got a little kooky. We jokingly said that we should put obstacles on the table, then we were like.... Why Not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9qSYqL7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/B8UKUsAq718/s1600-h/100_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924443497443250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9qSYqL7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/B8UKUsAq718/s320/100_2756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the first round was. A little People Zoo that you had to hit the ball through the tunnel, a Weight from my brothers Weight bench, and a Gate. (the Triangle was just temporary while we broke.) The Gate was fun because it went wherever we scratched, a floating gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9qCGv2PI/AAAAAAAAAxM/GB2QSueNVTI/s1600-h/100_2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924439127349490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9qCGv2PI/AAAAAAAAAxM/GB2QSueNVTI/s320/100_2757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my second shot I hit mine through the Tunnel!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9bAAQ02I/AAAAAAAAAw0/cf3Bkppng74/s1600-h/100_2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924180865241954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9bAAQ02I/AAAAAAAAAw0/cf3Bkppng74/s320/100_2760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the Tunnel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9p2A9A9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/6u3IRZw_9HM/s1600-h/100_2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924435881821138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9p2A9A9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/6u3IRZw_9HM/s320/100_2758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9bUZqxII/AAAAAAAAAw8/ESxPVSjSY9M/s1600-h/100_2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924186340508802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9bUZqxII/AAAAAAAAAw8/ESxPVSjSY9M/s320/100_2762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rissa came and joined the fun and of course we had to make up nicknames for ourselves and change the rules.&lt;br /&gt;New Rules:&lt;br /&gt;We are all assigned numbers and our goal is to knock everyone elses numbers in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Players:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rissa - Albino Dino  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micheala - Hits with Stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me - Malipool Barbie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9a_jLzBI/AAAAAAAAAws/WWDa9m4IfGQ/s1600-h/100_2763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924180743277586" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9a_jLzBI/AAAAAAAAAws/WWDa9m4IfGQ/s320/100_2763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also introduced the Little People Carwash. Really you are never too old to play with Little People!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9aujDRmI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bLWJwZR6FwI/s1600-h/100_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924176179316322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9aujDRmI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bLWJwZR6FwI/s320/100_2764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit Rissa's ball through the Carwash and got the Cue Ball stuck. We went with the Happy Gilmore Rule: Hit the Ball as it Lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9aark02I/AAAAAAAAAwc/JkEJakgOOzI/s1600-h/100_2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924170846360418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9aark02I/AAAAAAAAAwc/JkEJakgOOzI/s320/100_2765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The setup was constantly changing. Thanks to my silly sisters for co-creating Ultimate Mini Pool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-7635050775701611901?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/7635050775701611901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=7635050775701611901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7635050775701611901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/7635050775701611901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultimate-mini-pool.html' title='Ultimate Mini Pool'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Svd9qSYqL7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/B8UKUsAq718/s72-c/100_2756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-2020144172342850148</id><published>2009-11-04T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:35:32.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do:</title><content type='html'>To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put stray recipes in my Recipe Book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Update Birthday Book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find books or pages for stray Scrapbook Pages&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nutrition homework &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bind Blanket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't get sick on Thanksgiving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last one isn't technically a "To Do" but it seems like any Thanksgiving not spent in San Diego I get some deathly illness!! (I may be over-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; but I have spent a couple Thanksgivings VERY ill. Hopefully this year will be different.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4322817020556159710-2020144172342850148?l=jacquelineu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/feeds/2020144172342850148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4322817020556159710&amp;postID=2020144172342850148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2020144172342850148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4322817020556159710/posts/default/2020144172342850148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacquelineu.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-do.html' title='To Do:'/><author><name>Juresk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14317992614829612887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/SNmZ0pByhbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/mHjacseGcOM/S220/Shoe+scrapbook+020.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4322817020556159710.post-5908759215554669002</id><published>2009-11-01T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:36:31.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog Princess'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for Numerous photos?? Good, because I really have a collection here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my beautiful friend Kristy had a Halloween party and of course I am that friend that just stays.... FOREVER!! I showed up early and we made cookies (I mostly watched.....) and chatted because I love chatting with her, also she has the CUTEST little boy ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kg0DQoFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jUELo666mf8/s1600-h/100_2738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293149410533458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kg0DQoFI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jUELo666mf8/s320/100_2738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cute little Eeyore is Ethan and the scary guy is his dad Brian. Seriously it was creepy looking at him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kgSx8CtI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LTL2McY1Ox8/s1600-h/100_2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293140479511250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kgSx8CtI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LTL2McY1Ox8/s320/100_2741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Hostess Kristy!! Stirring up the Homemade Rootbeer made by Traci and Brody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kgCkusgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Sza2Y5WjHT8/s1600-h/100_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293136129143298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kgCkusgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Sza2Y5WjHT8/s320/100_2742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Pizza and Apples to Apples (which Adam won) we played the best game ever, SING STAR!! We split into teams and the teams were: Team Cousins and Team Not Cousins. Technically the Hardings are not cousins, but their kids are!! This is a picture of Team Not Cousins duet, sung by Traci and Adam. GO TRACI &amp;amp; ADAM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kfvRzw3I/AAAAAAAAAv4/hyNBOXiSasM/s1600-h/100_2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293130949510002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kfvRzw3I/AAAAAAAAAv4/hyNBOXiSasM/s320/100_2744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male part of Team Cousins, Brad and Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kfcNjyNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/TKiEbMT6ztE/s1600-h/100_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399293125831411922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4kfcNjyNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/TKiEbMT6ztE/s320/100_2745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Partying was too much for Ethan, I am really sad I didn't get a picture of Abbi in her cute skunk costume!! Seriously Missy your little girl was a Super Cute Skunk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j9nHIKiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0Rn8oGBKwuU/s1600-h/100_2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292544641673762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j9nHIKiI/AAAAAAAAAvo/0Rn8oGBKwuU/s320/100_2746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy, Brad, and Brian. This is after Adam had to leave (PARTY POOPER!!) and we had to get creative with the teams.... (we drew names from a hat) this was the losing team!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j9axbSTI/AAAAAAAAAvg/BkGkfTa3I-8/s1600-h/100_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292541329426738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j9axbSTI/AAAAAAAAAvg/BkGkfTa3I-8/s320/100_2747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WINNING TEAM YEAH!! Notice how Rock'n Roll we are!!&lt;br /&gt;Kristy, Brody, Traci and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8_h9MAI/AAAAAAAAAvY/4xEh9d0qhKE/s1600-h/100_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292534016782338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8_h9MAI/AAAAAAAAAvY/4xEh9d0qhKE/s320/100_2748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the silliness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8qa6v9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/OnRtFkbO_6w/s1600-h/100_2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292528350117842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8qa6v9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/OnRtFkbO_6w/s320/100_2749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE the camera, like REALLY LOVE it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8Ut2EpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jtDnMG5ad-A/s1600-h/100_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292522523923090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4j8Ut2EpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/jtDnMG5ad-A/s320/100_2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a WALRUS.... or Vampire. Don't you love my Dollar store buys!! We broke these bad boys out and at one point had a dance party outside with them. Ok it was mostly Traci dancing but she had enough awesome moves for the group!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jgsuXMmI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jChmCTOxGSI/s1600-h/100_2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292047932207714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jgsuXMmI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jChmCTOxGSI/s320/100_2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 Glow sticks and 2 earings so I figured, eh why not make some earings and strike a funny pose!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jgU7-fsI/AAAAAAAAAu4/T_MMZshssFg/s1600-h/100_2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292041546858178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jgU7-fsI/AAAAAAAAAu4/T_MMZshssFg/s320/100_2751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now without the flash so you can see these classy earings glow!! (seriously why I am posing like that??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jf6sxo1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/WxEPpxS1SxE/s1600-h/100_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292034503779154" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jf6sxo1I/AAAAAAAAAuw/WxEPpxS1SxE/s320/100_2753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inspired Brad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jfsSnacI/AAAAAAAAAuo/N-nbwFXm7TU/s1600-h/100_2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292030635960770" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jfsSnacI/AAAAAAAAAuo/N-nbwFXm7TU/s320/100_2754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for Kristy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jfUycXYI/AAAAAAAAAug/8CJBt9giXUg/s1600-h/100_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292024327003522" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lFz9nl-K_2Q/Su4jfUycXYI/AAAAAAAAAug/8CJBt9giXUg/s320/100_2755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for Traci too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so ends the Many photos from Halloween!! 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