<?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-2924032601794530326</id><updated>2012-01-30T21:21:13.813-07:00</updated><category term='chloe'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='my favorites'/><category term='speeding ticket'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='july 4th'/><category term='funny'/><category term='drive inn'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='Get Smart'/><category term='family'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='anthony'/><category term='joke'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Abby'/><category term='school'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='cabin'/><category term='hair'/><category term='5K'/><category term='Ogden'/><title type='text'>AE SIMON</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4807801645552886519</id><published>2011-01-13T18:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:30:59.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chloe update</title><content type='html'>We ended up having to go back to the vet this week. After keeping a close eye on her for a week I noticed an increase of her twitching spasms. I took videos of her and off we went to Dr. Smart (that is her real name). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe has focal seizures meaning her body does not go into full on seizures, but they are more localized. She had blood work done and some other tests. She is now on a medicine to help with the seizures. Lucky me I get to give her a pill in the morning and one at night. They said the pill can cause possible liver damage and for the first little while she will be really tired or really hyper. I'm crossing my fingers for the more tired dog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah what we do for our pets. In institute the other day my teacher (who is my cute father-in-law) went over a scripture in D&amp;amp;C that says pets will be in heaven and they will be able to talk to us. She better be saying that I treated her like gold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4807801645552886519?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4807801645552886519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4807801645552886519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4807801645552886519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4807801645552886519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2011/01/chloe-update.html' title='chloe update'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-5827736917599515844</id><published>2011-01-08T14:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T14:40:00.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXVDNHGUI/AAAAAAAAA90/HE2G0gmo5qc/s1600/100.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXVDNHGUI/AAAAAAAAA90/HE2G0gmo5qc/s400/100.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930496626399554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXVDNHGUI/AAAAAAAAA90/HE2G0gmo5qc/s1600/100.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well technically this will be my 101st post, but I just wanted to say I reached post 100. Yipee for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made it through my first week of school this week. I bought a lot of books that I hope I will use. I don't guarantee anything :) I am very excited for it to be my last semester though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Chloe has been sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXVBURdVI/AAAAAAAAA9s/goEcddK2rEw/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930496119567698" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is freaking me out a lot. Last August when we went &lt;a href="http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/simons-go-camping.html"&gt;camping&lt;/a&gt; she had a seizure when she crawled up in our bed to get warm. We kind of freaked out for a minute, because this is the first time we had ever seen her do that. Afterward she was fine and went on her merry way. It has been almost 5 months later and she has been fine, but recently she has been having these shaking/twitching movements she keeps doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made an appointment with the vet and $113 later we have no real reason for why she does it. She did end up having an ear infection and needed her updated rabies shot too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was not a happy camper being there especially when they gave her the shot. She wouldn't even take the treat from the vet. I think she was also mad that we had to be in the cat exam room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXU6PdqPI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VdtC2eveNPk/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXU6PdqPI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VdtC2eveNPk/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930494220347634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXUWF12KI/AAAAAAAAA9c/axK7WIovPm8/s1600/photo-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXUWF12KI/AAAAAAAAA9c/axK7WIovPm8/s400/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930484516313250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXUJBHZiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xQLTZpJiK2U/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXUJBHZiI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xQLTZpJiK2U/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559930481006831138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vet basically said that if she continues to have more than a couple of seizures a month then she will need to be given a medication everyday to help. We were also told that Chloe has a knee that pops in and out of place and will most likely have bad arthritis when she is older. If the knee gets to bad then she will need surgery on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time ago if someone had told me this about their dog I would have thought there is no way in heck I would spend all that money and energy worrying about an animal. Now I now differently! I can't stand seeing her shake. I don't think she is in any pain, I think it more just annoys her, but I know Anthony and I will do everything we can for our furry child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-5827736917599515844?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5827736917599515844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=5827736917599515844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5827736917599515844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5827736917599515844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2011/01/100-post.html' title='100 Post'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSjXVDNHGUI/AAAAAAAAA90/HE2G0gmo5qc/s72-c/100.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6867542077568654855</id><published>2011-01-02T21:04:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:17:19.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2010</title><content type='html'>Christmas morning waiting for everyone to get their lazy bones out of bed. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNTXc1NTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/UxevP1QfdyI/s1600/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNTXc1NTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/UxevP1QfdyI/s400/DSC01832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808410259698994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNTGhPt9I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/R_6WyfxoJjU/s1600/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNTGhPt9I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/R_6WyfxoJjU/s400/DSC01833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808405714810834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNS6rm3cI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/P9d-aPTayfE/s1600/DSC01835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNS6rm3cI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/P9d-aPTayfE/s400/DSC01835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808402537045442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNSvMyPEI/AAAAAAAAA8I/6mmTO_HIyho/s1600/DSC01836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNSvMyPEI/AAAAAAAAA8I/6mmTO_HIyho/s400/DSC01836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557808399454977090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMoGeHF1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/xQkyJBhO54U/s1600/DSC01837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMoGeHF1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/xQkyJBhO54U/s400/DSC01837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807666967287634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMn8Ncb2I/AAAAAAAAA74/50T8PgzmB9A/s1600/DSC01838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMn8Ncb2I/AAAAAAAAA74/50T8PgzmB9A/s400/DSC01838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807664213028706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMnqvC_kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YvsokBTEc7o/s1600/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMnqvC_kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/YvsokBTEc7o/s400/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807659522129474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMnT52VgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/2MgXJRy_27U/s1600/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMnT52VgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/2MgXJRy_27U/s400/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807653393421826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMmz3DBJI/AAAAAAAAA7g/yXQqENLS_68/s1600/DSC01844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFMmz3DBJI/AAAAAAAAA7g/yXQqENLS_68/s400/DSC01844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557807644791735442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap time. Everyone is a little tuckered out after so much excitement. Especially Chloe and Cody. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLo-9SHUI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Dscs4dgyadg/s1600/DSC01853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLo-9SHUI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Dscs4dgyadg/s400/DSC01853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806582618791234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLor6ru1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/NTlcmxfH7nM/s1600/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLor6ru1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/NTlcmxfH7nM/s400/DSC01854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806577507613522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLoSlCRgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rjIIMDZ0Cao/s1600/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLoSlCRgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/rjIIMDZ0Cao/s400/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806570705929730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLoNCqNjI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6cowce74I-4/s1600/DSC01856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFLoNCqNjI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6cowce74I-4/s400/DSC01856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557806569219569202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6867542077568654855?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6867542077568654855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6867542077568654855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6867542077568654855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6867542077568654855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-day-2010.html' title='Christmas Day 2010'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFNTXc1NTI/AAAAAAAAA8g/UxevP1QfdyI/s72-c/DSC01832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1435877165619604174</id><published>2011-01-02T20:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:04:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2010</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve we did a little family outing with my family to Temple Square and the Gallivan Center. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ4bajiaI/AAAAAAAAA64/gx5xgSgJfVg/s1600/DSC01829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ4bajiaI/AAAAAAAAA64/gx5xgSgJfVg/s400/DSC01829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804648932542882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ4CZ-wuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ea8u_0TM3EA/s1600/DSC01825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ4CZ-wuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/ea8u_0TM3EA/s400/DSC01825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804642219246306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ36bQcnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zb_T2KrYQq0/s1600/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ36bQcnI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zb_T2KrYQq0/s400/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804640077116018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ3g3p1yI/AAAAAAAAA6g/kd3ipxijIbE/s1600/DSC01821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ3g3p1yI/AAAAAAAAA6g/kd3ipxijIbE/s400/DSC01821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804633216898850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUqFJPmI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qwN3UFqWmOY/s1600/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUqFJPmI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qwN3UFqWmOY/s400/DSC01820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804034393980514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it was Bob's second time ever ice skating. He managed to make it around the rink about 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUmjoyOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Xi0dym7iaNw/s1600/DSC01817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUmjoyOI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Xi0dym7iaNw/s400/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804033448134882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUepY8wI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0sFDgQK83W8/s1600/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJUepY8wI/AAAAAAAAA6I/0sFDgQK83W8/s400/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804031324779266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJT5uAVOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/dObtqdzZW94/s1600/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJT5uAVOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/dObtqdzZW94/s400/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804021412025570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJTvAaclI/AAAAAAAAA54/VEOfb_EMJbA/s1600/DSC01807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJTvAaclI/AAAAAAAAA54/VEOfb_EMJbA/s400/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557804018536444498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIWS0ab3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/rCnA2HPTXpg/s1600/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIWS0ab3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/rCnA2HPTXpg/s400/DSC01805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802962997899122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIWEyEtmI/AAAAAAAAA5o/heR3V0bAJzo/s1600/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIWEyEtmI/AAAAAAAAA5o/heR3V0bAJzo/s400/DSC01804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802959229990498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIVwoZhFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0aCEbuPcOjU/s1600/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIVwoZhFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/0aCEbuPcOjU/s400/DSC01800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802953820701778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIVf3xUXI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/s8xKerTpAh8/s1600/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFIVf3xUXI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/s8xKerTpAh8/s400/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557802949321773426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was lots of fun, but very cold!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1435877165619604174?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1435877165619604174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1435877165619604174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1435877165619604174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1435877165619604174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-eve-2010.html' title='Christmas Eve 2010'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TSFJ4bajiaI/AAAAAAAAA64/gx5xgSgJfVg/s72-c/DSC01829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8132079719524065689</id><published>2010-12-08T09:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:09:06.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Panic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-7grgv2UI/AAAAAAAAA5M/7h4PwHXVDX4/s1600/photo-9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-7grgv2UI/AAAAAAAAA5M/7h4PwHXVDX4/s400/photo-9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548359436054026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Chloe has been missing Anthony a lot so she keeps getting herself into trouble.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony has been working 2 jobs the last 3 months. One is still at RC Willeys and the other is at the Sleep Institute of Utah where he is working as a rep in the Salt Lake Tooele area. He is doing both right now until the end of the year then he will be full-time at the Sleep Institute and will quit RC Willeys. So he has been working from 9 am to 9 pm everyday and usually leaves at 8 to get to Salt Lake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe and I both miss him, but she has tried to choke on a bone and run away to get his attention. I had to perform the doggy heimlich maneuver to save her. I called Anthony because I didn't know what to do she started choking on one of those dinky Dingo bones and she just plopped over. Luckily I was there because he didn't know what to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the other night I had gone Christmas shopping and grocery shopping. It was raining when I was bringing all the bags in, so I propped open our back door and had the car in the garage so I could leave the trunk open and not get everything all wet (our garage is not attached to our house). I brought in all the groceries, put them away, and started making dinner before I realized "where the heck is Chloe." Whenever there is human food she is bound to be right at your feet. I started calling her name and looked in all of her usual sleeping spots, but I could not find her. Then I went outside thinking maybe she is out in the yard. I had shut the gate so I thought maybe she was just chilling outside in the chilly air. When she wasn't out there I started to panic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I had seen her was when she was following me in and out of the house bringing in all the goods. I slipped Anthony's shoes on (only thing by the door), grabbed a flash light,  and started walking up and down the street yelling her name. After I made it all the way to the end and saw no sign of her I called Anthony. If you ask him he will say I was emotional when he talked to me. Well, yeah I was, but I was not crying. I was just worried my little girl was outside with cars that go way to fast up and down the street. It was about 8:00 so he left work and came home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was walking home I said a little prayer and immediately had the urge to look in my garage. I kind of thought it was silly, since I was sure she would have barked if she heard me call her name that many times. I had a really strong feeling to look there though, and I thought if anything I could get my car out and drive around to look for her. Sure enough though, when I opened the garage door out bolted this fury four legged creature. She was so happy to see me and just as I found her Anthony pulled in after me and she was even happier to see him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8132079719524065689?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8132079719524065689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8132079719524065689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8132079719524065689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8132079719524065689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-panic.html' title='In a Panic'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-7grgv2UI/AAAAAAAAA5M/7h4PwHXVDX4/s72-c/photo-9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-696696724329503677</id><published>2010-12-08T08:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:40:01.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were Rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I put my pictures in the wrong order and we all know how much fun it is to move pictures around in blogger (its not :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We actually got our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tree put up this year. So our family room looks like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; threw up in the corner. I am glad that we ended up putting it up. There's something thats so special when you come home to a house warmed by little white &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lights. I bought two automatic timers so every night at 6 the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lights come on and go off right at 10 for bedtime. We watched A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Story and Elf while decorating. Chloe was plum tuckered out after doing so much of nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-yTl21mCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/YH-SJJGojOk/s400/photo-8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548349315593115682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a little lazier this year and didn't put up my other tree, but now I'm just spoiled by this tree. The other one is really pretty when its put up, but you have to fluff out each individual branch and put each individual branch in its color coded location. Then wrap the whole tree in lights. I tend to go over board with lights and I think there is about 15 strands I bought for that tree. My new tree comes in 3 chunks (chunks is such a grody word, don't you think) the whole thing is pre-lit and and all the branches fold down in levels and they stay pretty much fluffed. So this year we will just honor the other tree with a picture from a previous year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;old tree lit up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-wkYY23EI/AAAAAAAAA48/LISx8RmgaTc/s400/IMG_0102_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548347405012229186" /&gt;old tree in day time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-wjxuFmUI/AAAAAAAAA40/6pQxOXZ-XEY/s400/IMG_0101_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548347394632292674" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-t54fB1GI/AAAAAAAAA4s/jZyosayziKQ/s1600/photo-5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-t54fB1GI/AAAAAAAAA4s/jZyosayziKQ/s400/photo-5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548344475870418018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-t4SdFJ7I/AAAAAAAAA4k/L0PdHOvc0lQ/s1600/photo-7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-t4SdFJ7I/AAAAAAAAA4k/L0PdHOvc0lQ/s400/photo-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548344448481830834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-t3zqsyII/AAAAAAAAA4c/9dpB7Wk8ptE/s400/photo-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548344440217454722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to the original title of the blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Were Rich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well Monopoly money rich.&lt;div&gt;We did a little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shopping last Saturday and Dillards had a deal that if you bought something in their make-up/perfume counter area you could be in the money tent. Anthony hopped in. They told him that whatever stuck on his clothes is fair game and whatever he caught and shoved in his pockets. They gave him the thumbs up and he very calmly looking he started grabbing at the money that swirled around him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tQVMjmAI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MOM9I-1nI6Y/s1600/photo-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tQVMjmAI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MOM9I-1nI6Y/s400/photo-4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548343762023061506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tOQaxrlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ERs0WpPTpSs/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tOQaxrlI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ERs0WpPTpSs/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548343726380789330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see thumbs up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tN-DtVCI/AAAAAAAAA38/i7_MIBxMyYM/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tN-DtVCI/AAAAAAAAA38/i7_MIBxMyYM/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548343721452196898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tNrQDY3I/AAAAAAAAA30/ncJrXvrQvZk/s1600/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tNrQDY3I/AAAAAAAAA30/ncJrXvrQvZk/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548343716403700594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-tPPl-y7I/AAAAAAAAA4M/v3zrEW_lUXE/s400/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548343743339219890" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended up with 160 paper $1 bills. The red table in the side of these pictures was the prize table. We got a bunch of boxes of samples, yipee! At least the boxes they were in will be nice to wrap presents in. She also threw in a Nautica bag, that will be great for vacations. Then Anthony got a can of tennis balls that stunk so bad when he popped the lid open :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this little adventure we we went and saw the movie Tangled. It was really cute! I recommend it. If you haven't seen it yet, don't read on, because it will ruin the movie for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really curious so when he chops her hair at the end of the movie is she now stuck with that ugly little choppy bob? When the bad lady at the first of the movie cut her hair that little brown piece stayed short, so I'm thinking she is now stuck with it, since obviously that one piece never grew like the rest of her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-696696724329503677?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/696696724329503677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=696696724329503677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/696696724329503677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/696696724329503677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/12/were-rich.html' title='Were Rich'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TP-yTl21mCI/AAAAAAAAA5E/YH-SJJGojOk/s72-c/photo-8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3237192283272334653</id><published>2010-12-02T15:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:48:36.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown Caller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I repeatedly have had this number from Miami Florida call me since the day before Thanksgiving. Every time I answer it is a spanish speaking person. Since the only thing I know is  Me llamo es Elicia and Hola I have been getting really frustrated. The caller never calls when someone is around so I can hand the phone to someone that communicate with them either. I have now taken things into my own hands. First off I re-submitted my number to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.donotcall.gov"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;do not call list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; then I made a handy little paper I carry with me in my pocket. It goes as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo no hablo espanol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I don't speak Spanish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Algien habla Ingles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Does someone speak English?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que sociedad es esta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(What company is this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que estas buscando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Who are you looking for)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lamento que tiene el numero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Sorry you have the wrong number)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then just a couple of extras just in case:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo no entiendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I don't understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mantenga en&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Hold on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was talking to Anthony when this number called and I got excited to try out my handy spanish sidekick. I got through I don't speak spanish. Does someone speak English. The guy said he spoke a little and boy was he right. I could barely understand him. I think it is a company trying to sell a diet pill. I called Anthony back and he wasn't to happy. Darn it, he probably will start monitoring the accounts even closer now, so much for buying him anything sneaky for Christmas. I promised I didn't do any weird shenanos, which honestly I didn't, and then he laughed, hung up, and went back to work. Days like today sure make me wish I spoke more than just English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-3237192283272334653?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3237192283272334653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=3237192283272334653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3237192283272334653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3237192283272334653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/12/unknown-caller.html' title='Unknown Caller'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-300599907046938173</id><published>2010-12-02T15:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T15:32:08.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>While in a gym class awhile ago the teacher asked "does anyone have their Christmas shopping done?" Mind you this was well before Thanksgiving, could even have been the week after Halloween. I have never been one to get my Christmas shopping done early, but this year I thought I'm going to do it before Christmas Eve. So far this is how it has gone. One for you, two for me. One for you, five for me. I went to a store, that I saw these cute gloves that open on the tip of the pointer finger and thumb (thought it would be great for my iphone). I went to get the gloves, but ended up spending $106.00 I spent $20 on a friend, $86 on me, and left without even buying my gloves. It is the most wonderful time of the year :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is so close to ending I can almost see the light. I got my 2 projects done, thank goodness. Just 3 tests to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-300599907046938173?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/300599907046938173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=300599907046938173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/300599907046938173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/300599907046938173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-shopping_02.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7815948482337171617</id><published>2010-11-22T22:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:41:37.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Turkey day&lt;/span&gt; is just around the corner, and I'm starting to get really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; with all the commercials for Black Friday. In Institute we talked about what some of my fellow classmate's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Thanksgiving traditions&lt;/span&gt; are. I decided I don't have any amazing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thanksgiving traditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;besides balancing 3 families. I do usually go to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Turkey Burn&lt;/span&gt; at Gold's Gym that morning. This year I think I will try to make home-made cinnamon rolls after ward. Perfect match, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here is what has been going on lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I purchased &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;new pairs of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. 2 pairs of black &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;high heels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; 1 pair of black realistic shoes, and 1 very adorable brown pair of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fergilicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Boots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;eye doctor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, found out my contact RX has changed a bit. When I walked out there were more leaves on the trees then when I walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have 2 Final Projects I'm working on. 1 for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and 1 for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Adobe Flash Player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Took my 4th math test today, only 1 more test to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We are very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; to have Tyler become part of our family. Becca and Tyler are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;engaged!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TOtSSpAyJ6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/5qrrtvbTZX4/s1600/154100_1669995665270_1098692559_1828134_2818278_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TOtSSpAyJ6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/5qrrtvbTZX4/s400/154100_1669995665270_1098692559_1828134_2818278_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542614246609790882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the 7th &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Harry Potter &lt;/span&gt;and loved it. I thought they did a very good job portraying the book. Not a very happy uplifting movie in any way, but highly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it for the Harry Potter fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7815948482337171617?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7815948482337171617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7815948482337171617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7815948482337171617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7815948482337171617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-for-life.html' title='Thankful for Life'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TOtSSpAyJ6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/5qrrtvbTZX4/s72-c/154100_1669995665270_1098692559_1828134_2818278_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8535077607392015711</id><published>2010-10-28T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:53:42.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I vant to suck your blood</title><content type='html'>Went to Pioneer Theater Monday night and saw...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TMoLqFmVVyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Mp_81wwvZ-g/s1600/06_home2010_dracula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TMoLqFmVVyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Mp_81wwvZ-g/s400/06_home2010_dracula.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533247909863446306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was really good. A fun Halloween outing. I went with a friend from work (Amanda the one in the gray) and some of her friends. Check out our scary fangs. If we smiled to big you could see our real teeth, since the fangs were little kid fangs :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TMmg49iqaAI/AAAAAAAAA3c/XUnmU3MKbNI/s1600/IMGP2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TMmg49iqaAI/AAAAAAAAA3c/XUnmU3MKbNI/s400/IMGP2757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533130517654431746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the show we went to the Melting Pot for some tasty grub. It was the first time that any of us have been there. I highly recommend it!!! If for nothing else, but the dessert. Milk chocolate melted with crunchy peanut butter and then strawberries, cheesecake, oreo crusted marshmallows, pound cake, and bananas dunked in the chocolate. My mouth is watering just thinking about it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8535077607392015711?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8535077607392015711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8535077607392015711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8535077607392015711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8535077607392015711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-vant-to-suck-your-blood.html' title='I vant to suck your blood'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TMoLqFmVVyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/Mp_81wwvZ-g/s72-c/06_home2010_dracula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-5976060017952692451</id><published>2010-10-19T19:51:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:00:39.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Trip to San Francisco</title><content type='html'>When I was younger I vowed I would never go on a family road trip ever again. Growing up we made many many family road trips. I have had my fair share of being car sick, puked on, and having to pee so bad I thought I was going to explode. This road trip was no different, the only difference is we are just older and a lot bigger. Also our car tv is not like a giant box sitting on the bucket seat with a vcr, but instead a little portable dvd player. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to San Francisco for a cousin's wedding. The wedding was really pretty. It was at a hotel that was right on the wharf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Austin and Cody sitting in the back seat taking in San Francisco as we cross the Bay Bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Thg4zcyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UN1_1912PVs/s1600/DSC01576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Thg4zcyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UN1_1912PVs/s200/DSC01576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529949227686523682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are we there yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Tg358MJI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ahCu-SlB_oE/s1600/DSC01578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Tg358MJI/AAAAAAAAA3M/ahCu-SlB_oE/s200/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529949216685437074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5TggfwkJI/AAAAAAAAA3E/V8anpr-pun4/s1600/DSC01580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5TggfwkJI/AAAAAAAAA3E/V8anpr-pun4/s200/DSC01580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529949210401607826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5TgTFCjPI/AAAAAAAAA28/qW5YmpQpiq8/s1600/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5TgTFCjPI/AAAAAAAAA28/qW5YmpQpiq8/s200/DSC01581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529949206799879410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first day that we arrived we went to Alcatraz island. This is my mom, me, and my brother Cody on the fairy ride over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Su6LA7lI/AAAAAAAAA20/RTMCctpcgm8/s1600/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Su6LA7lI/AAAAAAAAA20/RTMCctpcgm8/s200/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529948358300462674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5SufRWuHI/AAAAAAAAA2s/yCMo-AjofGU/s1600/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5SufRWuHI/AAAAAAAAA2s/yCMo-AjofGU/s200/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529948351079299186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5SuIIZZ6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ucEyRY8TKW4/s1600/DSC01586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5SuIIZZ6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ucEyRY8TKW4/s200/DSC01586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529948344867710882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5St1zmBuI/AAAAAAAAA2c/hW6SOyxQWas/s1600/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5St1zmBuI/AAAAAAAAA2c/hW6SOyxQWas/s200/DSC01589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529948339948619490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5StZQxPZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gF4TUDkQgvg/s1600/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5StZQxPZI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gF4TUDkQgvg/s200/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529948332286360978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RsldAISI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kYfnbDTGA74/s1600/DSC01592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RsldAISI/AAAAAAAAA2M/kYfnbDTGA74/s200/DSC01592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529947218867396898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RsKha1OI/AAAAAAAAA2E/OAcHsiC274o/s1600/DSC01595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RsKha1OI/AAAAAAAAA2E/OAcHsiC274o/s200/DSC01595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529947211638166754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure where I am looking in this pic. I'm pretty sure I was probably staring at someone's dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Rrs_t_RI/AAAAAAAAA18/wAMiRBNwoEo/s1600/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Rrs_t_RI/AAAAAAAAA18/wAMiRBNwoEo/s200/DSC01603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529947203712187666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RrBTOFkI/AAAAAAAAA10/-kNYTlQYzTw/s1600/DSC01607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5RrBTOFkI/AAAAAAAAA10/-kNYTlQYzTw/s200/DSC01607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529947191982822978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been to San Francisco 3 times now, but this is the first time I have ever been over to the &lt;a href="http://www.cliffhouse.com"&gt;Cliff House Ruins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Rqq_tVCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2xAMgrkIfUI/s1600/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Rqq_tVCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2xAMgrkIfUI/s200/DSC01609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529947185995404322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QkuIXXzI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-HVOGMYigEY/s1600/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QkuIXXzI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-HVOGMYigEY/s200/DSC01616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529945984246177586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QjpgR_tI/AAAAAAAAA1c/FyXG5O8C_CQ/s1600/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QjpgR_tI/AAAAAAAAA1c/FyXG5O8C_CQ/s200/DSC01619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529945965824442066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I warned him! that if he did that I would post his picture on the world wide web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QizLBJUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/EkwLopAqMpY/s1600/DSC01620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5QizLBJUI/AAAAAAAAA1U/EkwLopAqMpY/s200/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529945951239742786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Qik8CrQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/wgHkL8X65m8/s1600/DSC01622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Qik8CrQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/wgHkL8X65m8/s200/DSC01622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529945947418832130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is some of the remains of the pools that were fed by the ocean. It was pretty neat to go into the gift shop and see some of the old photos of what the original &lt;a href="http://www.cliffhouse.com/"&gt;Cliff House's&lt;/a&gt; looked like and how big they were inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Qh5mdwnI/AAAAAAAAA1E/rEa3u3XlcwA/s1600/DSC01625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Qh5mdwnI/AAAAAAAAA1E/rEa3u3XlcwA/s200/DSC01625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529945935785607794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5LrdybkQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ppfOfL9tC_4/s1600/DSC01627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5LrdybkQI/AAAAAAAAA08/ppfOfL9tC_4/s200/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529940602560155906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Overall the trip was fun; and although being in the car that long is miserable, I do enjoy the memories that I gain from such torture. For example stopping to get gas after midnight and the inside of the gas station was closed. So Cody and I ran across the street to another gas station just to find it closed. There was a Jack in the Box, but only the drive through was open. My mom had to drive us 15 minutes out of the way to find a Wal-Mart, but we got there just as they were telling us they were closing. What??? Wal-Mart closes. Luckily they let us do a mad dash in and take care of business. Or there was the spot in the trip where I was in the backseat with Cody and Austin and Anthony were in middle seat. Cody got my attention to show me Anthony rubbing his leg. We started laughing, no wait giggling like girls, it was so funny at the time. Anthony thought he was rubbing my leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-5976060017952692451?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5976060017952692451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=5976060017952692451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5976060017952692451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5976060017952692451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-trip-to-san-francisco.html' title='Family Trip to San Francisco'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TL5Thg4zcyI/AAAAAAAAA3U/UN1_1912PVs/s72-c/DSC01576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-5293406451449943259</id><published>2010-09-28T18:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T18:50:49.119-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><title type='text'>New Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a new sister and Chloe and has a new aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom got a shitzu Maltese mix on Saturday and named her Abby. She is very cute. Chloe wasn't quite sure what to think of her. All Abby wanted to do was sleep and Chloe just wanted to play and play and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK5mfDVXI/AAAAAAAAA0c/igBva4bHlFA/s1600/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK5mfDVXI/AAAAAAAAA0c/igBva4bHlFA/s200/DSC01574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522128815297615218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK5YzzO5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/27AcAI_cb2A/s1600/DSC01573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK5YzzO5I/AAAAAAAAA0U/27AcAI_cb2A/s200/DSC01573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522128811626544018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK4xeCx1I/AAAAAAAAA0M/A4t72EJR4cc/s1600/DSC01572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK4xeCx1I/AAAAAAAAA0M/A4t72EJR4cc/s200/DSC01572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522128801066305362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK4ro5xbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ve6TX4uj9ZQ/s1600/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK4ro5xbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Ve6TX4uj9ZQ/s200/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522128799501239730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few pics of baby Chloe for memory lane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKMXMjHeiI/AAAAAAAAA00/OQLpesJEqDU/s200/Baby+Chloe+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522130423243045410" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKMWs09LbI/AAAAAAAAA0s/gc-PDk4X8vA/s200/Baby+Chloe+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522130414727933362" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKMWVvBIlI/AAAAAAAAA0k/Os7hs7tFBH8/s200/New+Sweater4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522130408529011282" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-5293406451449943259?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5293406451449943259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=5293406451449943259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5293406451449943259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5293406451449943259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-family-member.html' title='New Family Member'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TKKK5mfDVXI/AAAAAAAAA0c/igBva4bHlFA/s72-c/DSC01574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7764524118944095080</id><published>2010-09-22T19:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:49:17.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Anthony 28th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Anthony turned 28 years old on August 19th. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my 28 year old husband's birthday he wanted to go to the zoo. So off we went. My little brother Austin came along and so did Anthony's parents. The day started out looking nice, but after one elephant and a bird show the rain came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv5vLqimI/AAAAAAAAAzk/hOXYHmYnzRc/s1600/DSC01864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv5vLqimI/AAAAAAAAAzk/hOXYHmYnzRc/s200/DSC01864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519917699748760162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv5I0w1sI/AAAAAAAAAzc/a7DCgafD7qI/s1600/DSC01820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv5I0w1sI/AAAAAAAAAzc/a7DCgafD7qI/s200/DSC01820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519917689452156610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony's umbrella was broken in about 3 different places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv4eydK6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/USyakruWtyw/s1600/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv4eydK6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/USyakruWtyw/s200/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519917678168189858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All though we were wet and cold it was still a fun day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqvDcBZZ7I/AAAAAAAAAzM/zkbBF85yeLk/s1600/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqvDcBZZ7I/AAAAAAAAAzM/zkbBF85yeLk/s200/DSC01808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519916766892484530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7764524118944095080?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7764524118944095080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7764524118944095080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7764524118944095080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7764524118944095080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/09/anthony-28th-birthday.html' title='Anthony 28th Birthday'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqv5vLqimI/AAAAAAAAAzk/hOXYHmYnzRc/s72-c/DSC01864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-2592386399564712513</id><published>2010-09-20T18:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:58:02.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthony's 28th Birthday continued</title><content type='html'>After the zoo the birthday boy had a birthday party at Chuck E Cheese just like every 28 year old wants too. Right???? Probably not lets be honest I'm married to a man child. Oh well I love him anyway&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqz6U2AaSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/l1ImTKdk-Yk/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqz6U2AaSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/l1ImTKdk-Yk/s200/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519922107904977186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqz5zNoNhI/AAAAAAAAAz0/HLwPz3YnoZo/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqz5zNoNhI/AAAAAAAAAz0/HLwPz3YnoZo/s200/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519922098877249042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TJqz5cR0xhI/AAAAAAAAAzs/ES7cns_7ctw/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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He said it is kind of dirty, but a little sweet old lady had told it to him earlier that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So little Billy is at school and raises his hand. The teacher says "yes, Billy." Billy says "teacher I have an itch in my private area, I think I might have poison ivy." The teacher excuses him and tells him to go to the nurse's office and call his mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awhile later little Billy comes back and sits down. The teacher asks Billy if he was able to get a hold of his mom. Little Billy said yes and the teacher carried on with her lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little while later there are some giggles and commotion going on around Billy's desk and the teacher walks back to see what is going on and sees little Billy's privates (aka penis) sticking out of his pants. The teacher said "Billy what are you doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy responds by saying "Well, my mom said if I could just stick it out till noon she would be here to get me" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7601792962533734125?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7601792962533734125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7601792962533734125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7601792962533734125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7601792962533734125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/09/kind-of-dirty-joke.html' title='kind of a dirty joke'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1211280265991020510</id><published>2010-09-06T07:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:55:27.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did you know Labor Day was started clear back in 1882 in New York City? It was created and dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country.  That is your history lesson for the day, and also the reason Gold's Gym is not open. Thanks to Labor Day my whole groove will be thrown off for the rest of the week, but also thanks to Labor Day I don't have to go to school today, hooray!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well for my Labor Day plans I plan on..... Well I don't have any. Anthony is of course doing a burn day at work (meaning he works from 7:30 am - 9 pm) so Chloe and I are on our own. I'm okay with it. Thanks to RC Willeys Me, Myself, and I have become really good friends. The best part about it is we don't care what each other looks like, we seem to get hungry at the same time, and have all the same interests :) So I think I am voting for a movie marathon day, a nice run outside when it actually becomes light outside, and working on some homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my classes at school is adobe flash. It has been two whole weeks and we have done nothing in that class. Word of advice take summer classes. Even though they are accelerated you get straight to the point and work hard and get done; non of this dilly dallying. My first assignment that we finally got its not even on the computer. I have to make a flip book. I practiced during Sacrament yesterday and it is a lot harder than I thought. I have thought about recruiting my 12 year old brother. For some reason those type of things are programmed into boys. You know anything they can draw that can crash, kill, or blow up. He probably has two or three hiding under his bed I could just snag :) If not though, I have thought of a way to rig my lamp into a shadow box. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has a fun Labor Day and doesn't work to hard. ha ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a random thought. Don't you think it would be funny to have a baby on Labor Day. It would fit you know, going into labor.... Labor Day. Then your kid would always have the day off from school. Hmm I will have to remember that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1211280265991020510?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1211280265991020510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1211280265991020510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1211280265991020510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1211280265991020510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8414400021684614630</id><published>2010-08-24T18:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:41:29.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a thought. How come I don't get back-to-school clothes? I'm going back to school and I only had a two week summer break. I know boo hoo it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a sad story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School started Monday for me at good ole &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Weber State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - great great great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;multimedia web animation&lt;/span&gt; (aka Flash player) class at 7:30 every Mon. Wed. and Friday morning. Just when I thought I didn't like my Tues/ Thurs 7:30 class I had in the summer. I go and do it to myself again, except this time its three days a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;math 1030&lt;/span&gt; class Monday and Wednesday nights at 4:30. Best part about it is I'm not even registered for the class I'm going to. On Monday about 4:15 I decide to start heading to my class and get a good parking spot. As I'm driving I take a peak at my schedule to see which building and room number my class is in only to look closely and realize I signed up for a class at the Davis Campus Building. Oh brother. Well I decided to go to the math 1030 class at WSU that is full. I sat through the entire lecture, took notes, and laughed at the lame jokes the teacher made ( I needed to make  a good impression). After class I went up to her and told her my pity sob story to see if she would let me in. She told me to continue trying to register for her class. If it is still full by Monday then she will talk to her boss and see if they can overwrite it and let me in. If that doesn't work she knows the teacher that I'm supposed to be driving a half hour to go listen to and said that she will talk to him and see if he will allow me to stay registered in his class, yet I will go to hers, and she will submit my grade to him at the end of the semester for him to submit. Now I will really sincerely laugh at her lame jokes, because she is so dang nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; class on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 10:15 AM and have to miss work for this class. This is the ONLY time they offer this class. There is something wrong with the TBE department their scheduling is so screwy. Oh worst time ever, I can never find a parking spot, not even the quarter meter spots that I already plan on giving all my car washing quarters to, just so I don't have to walk :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To top everything off and give me 12 credit hours I also have a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gerentology statistics&lt;/span&gt; class I am forced to take to meet my scientific inquiry requirement to get a Bachelors of Science. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fun fun fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;oh p.s. my baby brother, Austin, started 7th grade this year. I just can't believe it. He wasn't even scared no matter how much I tried to torture and scare him. What else are big sisters for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8414400021684614630?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8414400021684614630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8414400021684614630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8414400021684614630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8414400021684614630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-544660000645727298</id><published>2010-08-16T12:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:53:38.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking my Battles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGmCfSBfLFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1Xq8HMJRbnk/s1600/4360-Upset-Wife-Watching-Husband-Crawl-Our-Of-The-Doghouse-Clipart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGmCfSBfLFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1Xq8HMJRbnk/s200/4360-Upset-Wife-Watching-Husband-Crawl-Our-Of-The-Doghouse-Clipart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506075493362773074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of us married folk know that when you get married its all about picking your battles. Before I say anymore I just want you all to know that I love my husband very very much and am so glad that he is such a hard worker that I am able to only work 2 days a week and go to school. He also helps out a lot and is a wonderful cook and makes most of our meals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use this blog as another journal, so I thought I would add this tid bit of our life, so one day down the road after I have kids and I look back at my life wondering what I ever did with my free time. I will have a typed account of it with pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGmCfJQjmiI/AAAAAAAAAyU/tlZNlDyEhTo/s200/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506075491010058786" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well if your wondering what this gross looking picture is its a pizza pan that has been sitting in the sink for 3 days now. This is my battle. I let the one go that happened this morning and am still holding strong to this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here is the background. Saturday I went out with a friend and had a girl's day. The night before Anthony, Joseph, and I all went out to Tony's pizza for dinner and we had half a pizza leftover. Anthony went fishing with Joseph Saturday morning and when he returned he re-heated the pizza in the oven and left the pan sitting on the stove with little crumbs everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both got home Saturday night at the same time and I couldn't figure out where the pizza pan came from, because it didn't make sense that he re-heated it in the oven since it was already cooked. I normally just throw it in the microwave. I asked him why there was a pizza pan and he told me and then said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;he would&lt;/span&gt; clean it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday rolls around we went to church and had a great sacrament meeting. It was about keeping the home a sacred place and keeping it organized. Anthony thinks I'm a nut because if there is a pair of flip flops in the family room, and the blankets and pillows aren't straightened I think the house is dirty. The Sacrament meeting talked about how we should keep our houses organized and clean so life can run smoothly and the spirit can dwell there. I don't think the spirit would dwell in our house with flip flops in the middle of the floor and pillows and blankets and remotes floating around. Definitely wouldn't want to step foot in the kitchen with that pizza pan chillin in the sink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is day 3 and I am not giving in :) Am i being childish absolutely!!! Ask me if I care, and you might not like the response. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-544660000645727298?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/544660000645727298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=544660000645727298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/544660000645727298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/544660000645727298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/picking-my-battles.html' title='Picking my Battles'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGmCfSBfLFI/AAAAAAAAAyc/1Xq8HMJRbnk/s72-c/4360-Upset-Wife-Watching-Husband-Crawl-Our-Of-The-Doghouse-Clipart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8313493799037575363</id><published>2010-08-16T11:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:55:49.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simons go camping</title><content type='html'>We went camping well AE Simon did. *side note* I like to refer to us as AE Simon, because if we just write Simon on anything we own there are plenty of other family members who could possibly claim it as theirs. After all there are a few of us. Such as: JD Simon, JZ Simon, JS Simon, AE Simon, JK Simon, TJ Simon, and Becca :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed up to Lyman Lake on Saturday. We were supposed to leave at 2:00, so Chloe and I went to pick up Anthony from RC Willeys, but ended up sitting in the car for a whole hour waiting for him to close a sale (thank goodness he did, if I had waited that long for nothing....you get it) We ended up going up about 3 then and drove through the Weber Canyon up to Evanston. It was raining cats and dogs on the way up and we were a little worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was beautiful though when we arrived no rain! We set up the tent and cooked turkey dogs over the fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we decided to do a little fishing. Of course just when we got loaded up it started to rain on us, a little, so we chickened out and came back in. Good thing too or we would have been soaked. After a game of Phase 10 (which I won) we took a long well needed nap. It did clear up later on and we went back out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so cute picture of me and Chloe. Yes that is a kid fishing pole, in fact it is a Barbie fishing pole. I like it. Whenever I fish I am generally in a raft or float tube so it is the perfect size and has an incredible casting range on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl4NCZ3nZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/G3sNj_jD0dQ/s1600/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl4NCZ3nZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/G3sNj_jD0dQ/s200/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506064184816147858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out Chloe's new life Jacket. Body Glove makes life preservers for dogs. I was so excited when I found it and even more excited when I learned it was on clearance. Chloe has never been in a body of water not even a tub full of water. What if she would have jumped in and drowned. There is a lot of money invested in that pooch, I can't let her just jump in. She actually did really well in the raft and just laid between Anthony and my feet and fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl4MqyxWlI/AAAAAAAAAyE/nJUr9ZOW1JM/s1600/DSC01289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl4MqyxWlI/AAAAAAAAAyE/nJUr9ZOW1JM/s200/DSC01289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506064178478144082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl366yokVI/AAAAAAAAAx8/zuVNHZeja_A/s1600/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl366yokVI/AAAAAAAAAx8/zuVNHZeja_A/s200/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063873534890322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl36dRA_vI/AAAAAAAAAx0/DfiE7ry5Q38/s1600/DSC01286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl36dRA_vI/AAAAAAAAAx0/DfiE7ry5Q38/s200/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063865609256690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl35hFfP9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/2YW_HCNhs6s/s1600/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl35hFfP9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/2YW_HCNhs6s/s200/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063849454780370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it so pretty up here&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl35OxjCmI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ibr-JQdU1S4/s1600/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl35OxjCmI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ibr-JQdU1S4/s200/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063844539304546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl34y8qspI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SwFqYpjPWjk/s1600/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl34y8qspI/AAAAAAAAAxc/SwFqYpjPWjk/s200/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063837069750930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our campsite. Anthony was so excited about our new gazebo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3RBuXURI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ZGUb5dhW7Sk/s1600/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3RBuXURI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ZGUb5dhW7Sk/s200/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063153841525010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pyro was also excited to start a fire every chance he got. We did have some scrumptious smores on Sunday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3Qt508nI/AAAAAAAAAxM/HuJv6VNKPKU/s1600/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3Qt508nI/AAAAAAAAAxM/HuJv6VNKPKU/s200/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063148520895090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In trouble.... Chloe was so good and loved loved loved camping. Every time you turned around though she was chasing a bird, squirrel, or bug. She just wanted to investigate and if we would have let her she would have taken a trip around the entire lake. Monday morning when I got up Anthony had tied her to a log. She was not at all excited about this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3QKAVTpI/AAAAAAAAAxE/IxvHkI3hfvg/s1600/DSC01281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3QKAVTpI/AAAAAAAAAxE/IxvHkI3hfvg/s200/DSC01281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063138884505234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3PCXDPGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/acb3iAv8BBM/s1600/DSC01280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3PCXDPGI/AAAAAAAAAw8/acb3iAv8BBM/s200/DSC01280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063119652437090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3OobcpqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/HDBUR82jbUU/s1600/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl3OobcpqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/HDBUR82jbUU/s200/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506063112691558050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&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/2924032601794530326-8313493799037575363?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8313493799037575363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8313493799037575363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8313493799037575363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8313493799037575363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/simons-go-camping.html' title='The Simons go camping'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGl4NCZ3nZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/G3sNj_jD0dQ/s72-c/DSC01290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4705089362005937096</id><published>2010-08-16T11:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:30:40.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bienvenido a casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div id="gt-res-content" class="almost_half_cell" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bienvendio a casa desde Ecuador Becca!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Welcome home from Ecuador Becca!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGlz9GGyinI/AAAAAAAAAws/zO0l73M3GUo/s1600/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGlz9GGyinI/AAAAAAAAAws/zO0l73M3GUo/s400/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506059512885447282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Becca (Anthony's sister) was gone for 3 whole months in Ecuador working at an orphanage. We are so happy to have her back!!!! It just wasn't the same without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this marvelous balloon for her. Just in case you were wondering it is a fiesta hat. No one else seemed to know what it was. No, it's not a banana and no, it's not something that resembles a banana for those of you with dirty minds (aka my husband). I couldn't find a welcome home balloon how bizarre you would think for sure there would be a welcome home balloon. So, it was either the hat or a congratulations on your baby balloon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4705089362005937096?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4705089362005937096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4705089362005937096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4705089362005937096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4705089362005937096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/bienvenido-casa.html' title='bienvenido a casa'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TGlz9GGyinI/AAAAAAAAAws/zO0l73M3GUo/s72-c/DSC01278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6409691714393264895</id><published>2010-08-02T15:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:39:36.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Drive</title><content type='html'>Anthony and I decided to get out of the hot house Sunday and take a drive. We drove up to the Uintahs through Kamas and did the Mirror Lake Scenic Byway and then popped out by Evanston. Anthony started rationing my water intake and said he was getting tired of stopping at every out house. How rude. It's not like I was enjoying the smell of those out houses. Surprisingly it smelled like a really rancid perm and to top it off you get little onlooking flies buzzing around. What little perverts, can't a girl do her business in peace?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We want to go camping this upcoming weekend so we were scoping out a new spot to camp. I think we both agreed on going to the old spot (Lyman Lake). It's like going to a restaurant I always order the same thing. Why risk it when you know it's good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only picture I took on our four hour trip was of this poor little piggy probably on his way to becoming bacon, but I thought he was cute. We were stuck in traffic in Evanston and this happy pink chap happened to be stopped next to us, so I was able to snap a quick pic on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't you see his cute little nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFc64_umWiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/1nmDA-cEE74/s1600/Slide1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFc64_umWiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/1nmDA-cEE74/s320/Slide1_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500930220710320674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6409691714393264895?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6409691714393264895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6409691714393264895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6409691714393264895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6409691714393264895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-drive.html' title='Sunday Drive'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFc64_umWiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/1nmDA-cEE74/s72-c/Slide1_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1187610404458476208</id><published>2010-07-28T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:52:28.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay finally finished the 5th season of Ghost Whisperer. My life can now go on. Why do I have to find things that suck me in around the last part of the school semester? Dumb Dumb Dumb!!! I already don't want to do homework, but if I throw in something like that, then I definitely don't know how (or want to) prioritize my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like I mentioned summer semester is over on the 6th, and I could not be more happier about that. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my hair colored today. Nothing crazy, but feels and looks good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a new hair straightener (it's pink :), just love new toys. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am planning an overnighter camping trip as soon as school is done &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is my current exciting life in a nut shell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony went and played basketball with a few guys from work last night. I couldn't have been happier, absence makes the heart grow fonder you know. Before he left I went for a run in the mountain trails right behind my house. It felt so good to get out even if I did feel like I was running around with a wet blanket on my head. Well worth it. When I got back there was dinner waiting for me. A hotdog and 1/2 an ear of corn. It was perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Anthony returned from his triumphant game of basketball he was limping around. He said his foot and leg hurt. It wasn't until I saw his big toe that I truly felt bad for him. The nail on his big toe was purple. Poor boy he takes better care of his feet then I take of my own, and now he has a purpley blue toenail. He is really worried that he might lose his nail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess what happened is there were about 5 guys from RcWilleys who met up at the church to play. There was some other guys there that they didn't know, but the other guys asked if they wanted to play 5 on 5. The guy Anthony was guarding charged him and ran into his leg and stepped on his foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFEI7YzmPfI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Q4Q96vHpYLM/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFEI7YzmPfI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Q4Q96vHpYLM/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499186436360257010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1187610404458476208?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1187610404458476208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1187610404458476208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1187610404458476208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1187610404458476208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-goes-on.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFEI7YzmPfI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Q4Q96vHpYLM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8375782612874890447</id><published>2010-07-21T09:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:13:25.532-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ogden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5K'/><title type='text'>Back in the day</title><content type='html'>Remember how Anthony and I ran in the Ogden 5K clear back in May? Well, we almost forgot too, it seems so long ago. Here is the pictures though presented to you in July. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so cold that morning when we woke up. Here is us heading to the starting position. The 5K starts at the Timbermine on the Ogden trail that runs parallel to the river. The opening to Ogden Canyon is right there and the wind blows through there so hard!!! My legs were so cold. Check out our sleepy faces. I think this is about 6:15am ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcaCzDwMJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NL6yicy9HwA/s1600/DSC_0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcaCzDwMJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NL6yicy9HwA/s200/DSC_0690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390505596989586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcaCuuoUaI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8yjcjhSTlYU/s1600/DSC_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcaCuuoUaI/AAAAAAAAAvk/8yjcjhSTlYU/s200/DSC_0696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390504434651554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Anthony go go go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZ0pilXvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_XzV8nOg3Mw/s1600/DSC_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZ0pilXvI/AAAAAAAAAvc/_XzV8nOg3Mw/s200/DSC_0700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390262523780850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Anthony go go go again. Wait, where is Elicia? Oh that's right there is no pictures of me running because my in-laws only saw Anthony and figured I must have been a gazillion years behind him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZz_Iq06I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_eHE1Fy6Im0/s1600/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZz_Iq06I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_eHE1Fy6Im0/s200/Slide1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390251140797346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we walked up to them to say "hi" and thanks for coming they were shocked to see me. They were still watching for me :) Anthony's mom said she was going to be mad at him for leaving me. Reality I was only a few seconds behind him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZzRlm1tI/AAAAAAAAAvM/T7R4Nvsq5cc/s1600/DSC_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZzRlm1tI/AAAAAAAAAvM/T7R4Nvsq5cc/s200/DSC_0710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390238914139858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony finished at: 25:53&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elicia finished at: 26:00 even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZy9TrO4I/AAAAAAAAAvE/DWqGVvAjO60/s1600/DSC_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZy9TrO4I/AAAAAAAAAvE/DWqGVvAjO60/s200/DSC_0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390233470221186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZysoFlQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/O3G5UDiJex8/s1600/DSC_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZysoFlQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/O3G5UDiJex8/s200/DSC_0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496390228992431362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZRBOx9TI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lNONW4YFEQ4/s1600/DSC_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZRBOx9TI/AAAAAAAAAu0/lNONW4YFEQ4/s200/DSC_0717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496389650407879986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZQhrgWBI/AAAAAAAAAus/HOuLflwEEik/s1600/DSC_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZQhrgWBI/AAAAAAAAAus/HOuLflwEEik/s200/DSC_0718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496389641938425874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZQQryvII/AAAAAAAAAuk/x106atbiahk/s1600/DSC_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZQQryvII/AAAAAAAAAuk/x106atbiahk/s200/DSC_0719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496389637376228482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZP_WtgJI/AAAAAAAAAuc/LjimwWpiUNs/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZP_WtgJI/AAAAAAAAAuc/LjimwWpiUNs/s200/DSC_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496389632724402322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out our film crew and cheerleaders. Thanks for coming guys it made a difference to have a fan club at the end. We were even treated to breakfast at Village Inn afterwards. So much for the 3 point something miles we just ran, but it was well worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZPS_wnjI/AAAAAAAAAuU/WNJFocO3-tE/s1600/DSC_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcZPS_wnjI/AAAAAAAAAuU/WNJFocO3-tE/s200/DSC_0722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496389620816977458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/234/3E0B61BAF2F3DD7F8A5A75AFCE66ADBE.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8375782612874890447?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8375782612874890447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8375782612874890447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8375782612874890447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8375782612874890447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-in-day.html' title='Back in the day'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEcaCzDwMJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NL6yicy9HwA/s72-c/DSC_0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3666863386928630716</id><published>2010-07-19T10:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T10:22:02.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm thinkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ever watch back-to-back episodes of television series? A couple of years ago I got sucked into Alias and soon enough I was a spy sneaking around the house ready to back flip down a hall to escape my enemy. More recently I started watching &lt;a href="http://www.cucirca.com/2009/07/02/watch-ghost-whisperer-online/"&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;/a&gt;. We don’t have cable television so there isn’t much on. One day I was watching ion television (16.1) and Ghost Whisperer came on. I wasn’t immediately in love with it, but it came on the same time every weekend and there wasn’t anything else on, so I started watching it. Now I’m addicted and I am watching all 5 seasons and have become a ghost buster trying to cross over earthbound spirits, while looking as hot as Jennifer Love Hewitt and her ginormous boobs (there real you know, I googled it. I was curious. Don’t’ judge me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TER6OYO1GXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/52Mw4v9kUeA/s200/jlh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495651832740256114" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After we got home this morning from the gym I watched an episode (What else is there to do at 6:30 in the am?) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let me ask you this question.... Say you are hiking with your husband and your 15 yr old daughter or vice a versa your wife and your daughter. All of a sudden your wife/husband slips and starts falling and catches them self on the edge of a cliff. You run down there to save them and try to pull them up, but you can’t get any traction to pull them up. Your daughter is watching from up above and starts coming down to help. Pretty soon your daughter starts falling and is going to fall of the same cliff. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do you do? On one hand there is your spouse you are holding, but your child is falling and is going to die. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked Anthony what would he do in this scenario. Tough question isn’t it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You could see the nervousness in his face as he responded. He didn’t want to get it wrong. I myself am not sure. On one hand here is the person you have chosen to spend the rest of your life with and are completely in love with and wouldn’t know what to do without. The other hand there is your own flesh and blood that you also have a deep love for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anthony’s response was that his dad always said if there was ever a time he had to pick between his mom and the kids he would choose his mom. So Anthony said he would pick me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I was getting ready I was doing my hair and I thought to myself, why can’t everyday be a good hair day? Then all of a sudden things got very deep in the bathroom with just Chloe and I and the blow dryer. I know of course why everyday can’t be a good hair day, how would I know what a bad hair day was if I didn’t have one once in awhile. Those bad hair days sure make me grateful for the good hair days. I love you &lt;a href="http://blueeyedgirl102.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joseph&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://blueeyedgirl102.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kalee&lt;/a&gt; and hope you guys can get through your bad hair day soon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-3666863386928630716?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3666863386928630716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=3666863386928630716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3666863386928630716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3666863386928630716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/hmmm-thinkers.html' title='hmmm thinkers'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TER6OYO1GXI/AAAAAAAAAuA/52Mw4v9kUeA/s72-c/jlh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-104303390518885055</id><published>2010-07-16T19:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:53:21.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wifey wife 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday is finally here and I am so excited. Why, you might ask. Well I'll tell you why. I work a strenuous 14 hours a week, 16 if you want to count my hour lunch breaks. I'm taking 9 credit hours at school. I pooped out of 12 what the heck was I thinking??? Math online, ugh no thanks, dropped that after a week or two. Whenever it was, of course, it was a day past the deadline to get the full refund. Everyday I wake up at 4:55 AM just to hit the snooze and really wake up at 5:04. Well, actually the alarm goes off at 5:04 then I tell Anthony to wake up and kind of start pushing him out of the bed. That way if I fall back asleep I know he is at least part way out and I can blame him if we don't make it to the gym. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can't complain about anything. Usually that is the response I will give too, if asked how I am, "I can't complain," I'll say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially like today when I came home, it's Friday, it's 100 degrees, and the couch is calling my name. Anthony said he was going to be leaving work in a second, so I thought, I'll just sit here. Scratch that. Lie here for a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time he arrived home (more like an hour later not a second) I was dozing on the couch watching ghost whisperer (more to come on this later) I heard the gate open and Chloe come skidding around on the tile floor tail wagging so fast you think she was going to take flight like a helicopter. I hurried and opened my eyes pretending that I had been awake the whole time. This is where the master mind comes in. Anthony sits down and asks what were going to do. Of course I'm groggy and not feeling like much of anything, especially not making dinner :( I tell him I don't feel so good and my head hurts (not a lie--of course it hurts it's a million degrees and my head fell asleep in a kinked position and its so hot my nose is stuffy) Then my wonderful hubby said well I'll make dinner and we can just hang out. I then worked it just a titch more and ask "if I feel better after dinner can we go get ice cream." That's a duh answer, Anthony is always on board for ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm still in my same couch spot. Anthony was so nice to turn the fans on and swamp cooler. He made me dinner and is cleaning Anthony style, and wow I feel much better so were off to Coldstone in my jammies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wifey wife 101--work it whenever you can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scream you scream The Simons all scream for ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEEZvHGbY7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-J7vzUud-oc/s200/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494701317519270834" /&gt;even poor Chloe who never gets any. Darn it&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEEZunMHS0I/AAAAAAAAAtw/sp3ohpi4mMk/s200/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494701308953185090" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-104303390518885055?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/104303390518885055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=104303390518885055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/104303390518885055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/104303390518885055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/wifey-wife-101.html' title='wifey wife 101'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEEZvHGbY7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/-J7vzUud-oc/s72-c/IMG_0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8628695126207983876</id><published>2010-07-15T21:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:00:17.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speeding ticket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>overnighter</title><content type='html'>My parent's own a cabin in Oakley, Utah (next to Kamas which is about 25 mins. from Park City) Anthony, Aaron, Terra, and I decided to go up there Saturday and spend the night. The boys had to work at good ole RC Willeys Saturday day so Terra and I went up to Park City and got a little shopping in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we made chicken sandwiches, homemade sweet potato fries, corn, and homemade ice cream. We had a sugar high going on with muddy buddies and sugar cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VpCsVXYI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XigS0BJZaJg/s1600/DSC01243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VpCsVXYI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XigS0BJZaJg/s200/DSC01243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344971489467778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictionary man looking a little scandelous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VoROqcsI/AAAAAAAAAtY/qxF8J7RKC20/s1600/DSC01245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VoROqcsI/AAAAAAAAAtY/qxF8J7RKC20/s200/DSC01245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344958211683010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaron's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Vn08sCtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gE0L0v7G_EI/s1600/DSC01250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Vn08sCtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gE0L0v7G_EI/s200/DSC01250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344950620097234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaron and Terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VndgpeII/AAAAAAAAAtI/19yo8svtOx8/s1600/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VndgpeII/AAAAAAAAAtI/19yo8svtOx8/s200/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344944328472706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Park City the next day. Aaron and Terra both grew up in other states, so this is the first time Aaron has ever been to Park City. We had fun showing him the sights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-yjcxgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/fiCnepOIY0g/s1600/DSC01251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-yjcxgI/AAAAAAAAAtA/fiCnepOIY0g/s200/DSC01251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344245602731522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-XHwc-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/UhgG_4yM2hY/s1600/DSC01254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-XHwc-I/AAAAAAAAAs4/UhgG_4yM2hY/s200/DSC01254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344238238823394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-M-ozNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/MqIrjUzxP3w/s1600/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_U-M-ozNI/AAAAAAAAAsw/MqIrjUzxP3w/s200/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494344235516218578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UWUwhw8I/AAAAAAAAAso/8o8WScxsmx0/s1600/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UWUwhw8I/AAAAAAAAAso/8o8WScxsmx0/s200/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343550409753538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVwGZ_7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/wJ61K666pNk/s1600/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVwGZ_7I/AAAAAAAAAsg/wJ61K666pNk/s200/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343540569407410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVt5-C9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/k2OI5eEgm0I/s1600/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVt5-C9I/AAAAAAAAAsY/k2OI5eEgm0I/s200/DSC01263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343539980372946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVCe9Z5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/zbth7jWZVGY/s1600/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UVCe9Z5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/zbth7jWZVGY/s200/DSC01264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343528324360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UUGMw4hI/AAAAAAAAAsI/U3qFh5UHAes/s1600/DSC01266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_UUGMw4hI/AAAAAAAAAsI/U3qFh5UHAes/s200/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343512141914642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home we were rushing to get home, so we could go see Joseph (Anthony's brother) he was admitted in the hospital on Saturday. I ended up getting pulled over for speeding. I have been pulled over many many times and never had a ticket. No bueno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8628695126207983876?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8628695126207983876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8628695126207983876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8628695126207983876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8628695126207983876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/overnighter.html' title='overnighter'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_VpCsVXYI/AAAAAAAAAtg/XigS0BJZaJg/s72-c/DSC01243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4255023699652304845</id><published>2010-07-15T21:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:31:22.728-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive inn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe'/><title type='text'>A little bit of Chloe's Life</title><content type='html'>Doesn't look very comfortable, but Chloe doesn't mind it. She is giving me her honest opinion about the shirt I was trying on. What a good shopping buddy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P43PGYDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/C6Eax3E_MVc/s1600/IMG_0900.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P43PGYDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/C6Eax3E_MVc/s200/IMG_0900.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494338646222200882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P43PGYDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/C6Eax3E_MVc/s1600/IMG_0900.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a shirt for my birthday and it was a little to small so I just needed to run in and exchange it. It's so hot outside now that I feel guilty leaving Chloe out in the heat. She is so funny she gets excited when she sees her leash and she gets excited when I pull out her doggy purse. You can't tell in the picture, but she is happy to be hanging around in the dressing room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smuggled in pooch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pets are not allowed at the Drive Inn. Chloe told me she wanted to go see Toy Story 3 so bad that she was willing to hide behind the pillows and blankets until the movie started. She didn't care for the Prince of Persia so she climbed up in the front seat of the Yukon and went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P4ZnIlHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/X0_gc89xkJg/s1600/IMG_0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P4ZnIlHI/AAAAAAAAAr4/X0_gc89xkJg/s200/IMG_0895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494338638269944946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4255023699652304845?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4255023699652304845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4255023699652304845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4255023699652304845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4255023699652304845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-bit-of-chloes-life.html' title='A little bit of Chloe&apos;s Life'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_P43PGYDI/AAAAAAAAAsA/C6Eax3E_MVc/s72-c/IMG_0900.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4312485588561224647</id><published>2010-07-15T20:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:11:37.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>Well I'm 24 now. I got spoiled with lots of clothes and am just now starting to run out of birthday outfits, bummer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Cherry Days in North Ogden, Eclipse, Surf N' Swim, Simply Sushi, Coldstone, and played some croquet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph, Kalee, Anthony, and I went to Surf N' Swim. When we were paying to get in I asked if they had any birthday deals, and guess what I got in for FREE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took much neater pics, but those are on one of those wind up under water cameras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Kp5Xn99I/AAAAAAAAArw/3Tye0UuEJXM/s1600/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Kp5Xn99I/AAAAAAAAArw/3Tye0UuEJXM/s200/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332891538651090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kalee was really into the idea of pushing people out of their tubes into the water. She is kind of like a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_KpRZ0S5I/AAAAAAAAAro/yNDsM23pMu0/s1600/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_KpRZ0S5I/AAAAAAAAAro/yNDsM23pMu0/s200/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332880810429330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Anthony was just excited to get out and play. You can tell by his paleness that he doesn't see much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Ko-QCHuI/AAAAAAAAArg/8NJWZs2wZxc/s1600/DSC01229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Ko-QCHuI/AAAAAAAAArg/8NJWZs2wZxc/s200/DSC01229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332875669118690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and step-dad made me dinner and invited everyone over. Cody even brought a girl over later that evening to watch Austin's home firework show. I wish I would have taken a picture of the little stuffed panda. He has to much time and creativity on his hands. All I'll say is there was a hole in the panda's butt and firecrackers coming out of it along with 3 of them sticking out of his head. Just when we thought the show was over Austin would run in the house just to come out with another plastic sack of fireworks. My mom said she didn't even buy him any this year. Someone better check that little pyros room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J7GYmcYI/AAAAAAAAArY/-4aZClKPghk/s1600/IMG_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J7GYmcYI/AAAAAAAAArY/-4aZClKPghk/s200/IMG_0880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332087578554754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J6hRIrmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YQ1ChJQ8Ip0/s1600/IMG_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J6hRIrmI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YQ1ChJQ8Ip0/s200/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332077615132258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J6LD2jlI/AAAAAAAAArI/i_E8ol8yMlg/s1600/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J6LD2jlI/AAAAAAAAArI/i_E8ol8yMlg/s200/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332071653838418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look close you will see my birthday candle is 2 matches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J54dlXcI/AAAAAAAAArA/4rnyd9V5_l4/s1600/IMG_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_J54dlXcI/AAAAAAAAArA/4rnyd9V5_l4/s200/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494332066661490114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4312485588561224647?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4312485588561224647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4312485588561224647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4312485588561224647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4312485588561224647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TD_Kp5Xn99I/AAAAAAAAArw/3Tye0UuEJXM/s72-c/DSC01232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-2527334415178038938</id><published>2010-07-04T08:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T09:50:14.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;It's a bummer thing when the 4th of July falls on a Sunday. Don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with Sunday, but it just doesn't feel right when your birthday falls on a day of rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I did have fun on what my little brother, Austin, called my "Happy Fake Birthday." 6:30 AM Anthony and I ran the West Point 5K with my mom. Unfortunately Anthony had to work, so I dropped him off at RC Willeys and headed up to North Ogden for Cherry Days and had fun with his parents and siblings, without him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;That night we went out for a birthday dinner with some friends. I of course chose sushi and to go to Eclipse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I am not sure what today is going to hold in store for me, so I will keep you posted, but do read on and enjoy my birthday tribute to myself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Here is a birthday tribute to myself. You may say to yourself this girl has too much time on her hands, well that may be slightly true, but if I had way too much time I would have round up the missing years :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is me born on July 4, 1986 at a whopping 7lbs. 3oz. and 19 1/2 inches long. I was born at 10:24 PM at McKay Dee Hospital (the one that used to be right across the street from Weber State University). My mom said she could see the fireworks going off when I was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClexMb_Q1I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BYcPhnldmuc/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClexMb_Q1I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BYcPhnldmuc/s200/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021820172878674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My first birthday. That cake looks so beautiful in this picture, but you watch the home video and you will see I demolished the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClew-q4jFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Z-EgjIBjpa0/s1600/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClew-q4jFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Z-EgjIBjpa0/s200/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021816477256786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1 we jump to 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewxzGUDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/MtCyMuZVkt4/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewxzGUDI/AAAAAAAAAqI/MtCyMuZVkt4/s200/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021813022052402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 8 I turn 13 and gain some big ugly glasses and a baby brother. We used to go camping pretty much every year on my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewWRsN2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/LikX1ij3PcY/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewWRsN2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/LikX1ij3PcY/s200/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021805634172770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Whoo I got contacts by the age of 14. This is me right before walking/dancing in the Clearfield 4th of July parade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewWRsN2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/LikX1ij3PcY/s1600/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewLoT3SI/AAAAAAAAAp4/JUQlvC30Oyw/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClewLoT3SI/AAAAAAAAAp4/JUQlvC30Oyw/s200/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021802776255778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I was dunked in a pool, that is why I look so beautiful in my rainbow shirt on my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClea9mBLbI/AAAAAAAAApw/U6i4Z8PF1VU/s1600/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClea9mBLbI/AAAAAAAAApw/U6i4Z8PF1VU/s200/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021438231293362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I like big hair and I can not lie&lt;br /&gt;You other sisters can't deny&lt;br /&gt;That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty mane&lt;br /&gt;And a flat thing in your face&lt;br /&gt;You get stung&lt;br /&gt;Wanna pull it up tough&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you notice that hair needs fluffed&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the roots she's carrying&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked and I can't stop staring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Definitely not afraid of the backcomb at the age of 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClearUqLtI/AAAAAAAAApo/zIddRq3FWc0/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TClearUqLtI/AAAAAAAAApo/zIddRq3FWc0/s200/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021433326644946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;20th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleaap42tI/AAAAAAAAApg/or-rkzPtbT0/s1600/Elicia+Birthday+Lunch_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleaap42tI/AAAAAAAAApg/or-rkzPtbT0/s200/Elicia+Birthday+Lunch_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021428852284114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have had to much fun on my 21st birthday to stop to take a picture instead this is me on my 22nd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleZ1TJ3dI/AAAAAAAAApY/57IXooVv80I/s1600/IMG_0106_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleZ1TJ3dI/AAAAAAAAApY/57IXooVv80I/s200/IMG_0106_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021418824818130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sparklers and all on my 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleZu5KdPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/N9fwHp7alM8/s1600/DSC00585_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCleZu5KdPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/N9fwHp7alM8/s200/DSC00585_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488021417105192178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mom invited me to come hike to Mt. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%28http://www.nps.gov/tica/index.htm%29"&gt;Timpanogos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;with my step-dad (Bob), her, and my little brother Austin. Of course since we were down that way we had to stop and go to Cabelas. There really is a lot to look at and see there. If you wanted to get really cheap you could take your kids there to see the aquarium for free and show them all the stuffed dead animals all around. It’s like going to an air-conditioned zoo where all the animals are there and present; they’re just missing their lower half. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It was a great day to hike up to the cave. It was warm, but there was a slight overcast and slight breeze. Austin and I left my mom and Bob in the dust on the way up we kept wondering where the spots were that two people had &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%28http://connect2utah.com/news-story?nxd_id=89625%29"&gt;fallen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;/b&gt;off of recently. Kind of morbid, speaking of morbid curiosity after we got back to my mom’s house we spotted a wreck close by and had to go take a look.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;West Point may have a lot of new growth around it, but still it is small and there isn’t a whole lot to do. This accident was on 550 N 2000 W.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Here is the front of the fifth wheel trailer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNJliHFcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u_rMIwUgngk/s1600/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNJliHFcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u_rMIwUgngk/s200/IMG_0865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488987610435491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNJe4SetI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ta0vCYSPoJs/s1600/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNJe4SetI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ta0vCYSPoJs/s200/IMG_0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488987608649464530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNIzmiWbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Eze2O1-27Wk/s1600/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNIzmiWbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Eze2O1-27Wk/s200/IMG_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488987597032282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is the truck that went in the house&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNIYpPMlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/15a5C53732o/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNIYpPMlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/15a5C53732o/s200/IMG_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488987589795852882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom and I and pretty much the whole neighborhood on both sides of the streets showed up to come see the scene, watch the ambulance and cops show up, and then stayed to watch the clean up. It was a big deal. Luckily everyone survived all drivers and passengers were okay. The couple that lives in the house weren’t so lucky. The side where the truck came through was a bedroom and they happened to be in bed watching TV at the time. The wife is okay, but they took her out on a stretcher just to make sure everything was okay. The husband ended up being life lighted. They said his femur may be broken along with his hipbone and he was having trouble breathing. I’m not sure of the true verdict of what happened, but the story that I got was the blue and the silver trucks were racing. The cops think they were going about 70-75 mph in a 45 mph zone. The fifth wheel trailer pulled out and they came so fast that the blue one hit straight in the side and the silver one swerved to go around and ended up in the house.&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All I know is I was extremely conscious of my driving on my way home. It was a weird feeling being there at that scene. I saw a lot of neighbors that I grew up around. I was thinking about how weird it was on the way home. I almost had a longing feeling for simpler times. I watched the little neighborhood kids and the big kids meet up while their parents were getting in on the news. I saw people from high school that I haven’t seen in five years. I saw old young women and men leaders that are now relief society presidents and bishops. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Just think about it for a second. When your in high school life seems so hard and so dramatic, but in reality its not. My biggest worries consisted of friends, shopping, gas money, boys, and maybe a zit or two. Everything had order. Go to school, get good grades, have fun, and take the summer off; just to be repeated over again the next year. Once you graduate you’re kind of like a little fish that was taken from the small pond by the lake and then thrown into the lake. All of a sudden life smacks you in the face and there are real world decisions to be made. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are always the decisions of,...do I continue on to college? If so what college? What do I want to be when I grow up? I met a cute boy and we just click perfectly, do I marry him? Am I to young? Will I ever be ready to get married? When do you have kids? Do I like kids? Can I afford a kid? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Will I ever graduate? When do I get rich? Will I ever figure life out? These questions can really go on and on. Trust me they did, on my whole way home and then on through my shower. Thank goodness for nice warm showers though. They really clear the head. By the time I got out I was clean, smelled good, had shaved legs, and a clear head. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was a girl while teaching a relief society lesson when we attended the young marrieds ward &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that stated “I understand that its one of those things that I understand that I don’t understand”. I have no idea what the lesson was about, but her statement was so profound that I wrote it down on the back of a paint sample I had in my purse. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although sometimes it is easier to think of the simpler times, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t ever want to go back. I love being married about 99% of the time no one can make me happier and push my buttons to the max like Anthony can. The relationship with my mom and dad is much different now and dare I say it, but may even be better. I have come to the conclusion does anyone really now what they want to do in life. I change my mind about what I want to be when I grow up about as much as I change my underwear (daily). Here is my solution maybe I will just never grow up :) All in all I think I am becoming a rounder individual (metaphorically speaking of course well maybe a little of the other too). In high school I was probably squarer, but now I can say I am probably an oval on my way to a circle. The only way to get to that circle is to gain life experience and continue to learn and grow. I think everything in life happens for a reason even the dumb or horrible things, but it is how we continue to move forward from those situations or circumstances that end up shaping us. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wow this just got deep. Anyway the day was good I’m glad I didn’t fall of the cliff and I’m glad nobody died in the accidents.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The End.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNIYpPMlI/AAAAAAAAAqg/15a5C53732o/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8506593178985241901?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8506593178985241901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8506593178985241901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8506593178985241901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8506593178985241901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-oval.html' title='I&apos;m an oval'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TCzNJliHFcI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u_rMIwUgngk/s72-c/IMG_0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4196847048669491948</id><published>2010-06-20T13:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:10:11.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be afraid be very afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5n9Kx3GKI/AAAAAAAAApA/QBn4DN6UqhA/s200/pms-posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484935696747010210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The PMS monster has come to attack. I’m sorry to all that have been caught in the wake. As I was standing in front of the mirror cursing my hair and how hot it is in the bathroom, it suddenly dawned on me. Elicia, stop being such an ogre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;All week long I have been what we call a pain in the butt or a brat. I should have known what was going on when things that happened in life that I normally just shrug off seem to set me off the deep end. Or I'm staring at the cupboard and searching through the fridge for a sweet treat to find nothing, but will settle for devouring a bag of frozen chocolate chips. Most women will understand what I am talking about unless you’re my sister-in-law, &lt;a href="http://zannysimonsays.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suzanne&lt;/a&gt;, she is to sweet to know what I’m talking about. Poor Anthony he is such a good sport I don’t know how he does it. I would have already planned my assassination if I was him.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The clothes that weren't tucked completely in the drawer before the drawer was shut. Thats right I freaked out over this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5m7aKX1JI/AAAAAAAAAo4/gqQRl9GpD60/s200/IMG_0841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484934567004984466" /&gt;Papers left out and a water bottle that should have been put away. Maybe &lt;a href="http://blueeyedgirl102.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kalee&lt;/a&gt; is right I do have OCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5m6qUQo7I/AAAAAAAAAow/tbsWbA34iM0/s200/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484934554161554354" /&gt;Okay I'm still standing by this one. Who puts there shoes on the kitchen table along with their book that they read in the bathroom. Gross!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5m55Qn8MI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ap3yAQGxBUE/s200/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484934540992966850" /&gt;Really an empty cereal bowl left on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5m4wExvsI/AAAAAAAAAog/5fhc0RwtnKc/s200/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484934521347489474" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well as I was standing in front of that mirror telling myself to stop being an ogre I made myself think of nice things about this week so I could pull myself out of doom and gloom. I’m not trying to pin a rose on my nose, but next time the PMS monster comes to attack you try this it may help. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Monday-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;I got to see 3 friends and their babies that I haven’t seen in a long time. It was fun to eat giant breadsticks from the pizza factory and catch up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TEECQzRPLYI/AAAAAAAAAto/dckP9JTHsN8/s200/frends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494675508032384386" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Even though Anthony and I slept through our gym alarm Monday morning we vowed we would go that night. Nights at Gold’s Gym are ridiculous!!! It is so packed and more of a social hang out time then an actual lets get down to business time. I was so annoyed when I was there that all the free weights were being used and we had to guard our bench at all times. Then someone had the nerve to fart and walk away, but you couldn’t leave or the bench would be swiped out from underneath you. Sneaky sneaky whoever that stinky soul was. Well now looking back on that its more funny than annoying and Anthony and I enjoy getting a good laugh from that. We are sure never to miss our alarm again.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Tuesday-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;I am doing a lot better in my website class and am actually staring to get it. I only had to work a half-day due to the doctor being out of town and I sold a lot of product. I got to go to one of my favorite places to eat (Chilis) and hang out with friends. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Wednesday-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;Was told that my “legs are very muscley, there is like no fat on them”. I know this isn’t true, but made me feel good anyway right before I walked into Jeramiahs for breakfast and downed my weight in waffles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Thursday-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;Probably the worst day of orneriness of them all. Definitely a day to steer clear. Unfortunately Anthony has this day off and is home all day with me. I was really annoyed of everything so I went and got my car washed, hid out in the basement doing laundry, went to the school to do homework, and was able to go to bed at 9:00. Lets just say as the happy thought for this day was I got a lot done oh yeah and Chloe and I both got haircuts. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Friday-&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;I decided to curl my hair, because my hair guy asked me if I ever curled it the day before. I tried some new stuff and wasn’t too sure about it. I felt more like I was wearing a curly football helmet. When I got to work I was complimented by my co-workers and by patients, which made me feel good. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saturday-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in"&gt;I got another pedicure. I was annoyed that Anthony noticed right away. Can’t he just be a normal boy that doesn’t notice these types of things? Well after some thought about this I’m glad he notices if not I would be mad he didn’t. I had Chinese food that night with plenty extra for leftovers, bonus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I could continue on, but this post is getting rather long and dull. Sorry about that, but when I look back upon it I hope it reminds me to look at the positive and not loose my marbles over a shoe that is sitting in front of a closet door or someone who is been sitting in the bathroom, on the porcelain throne, doing some light reading for a half hour and I have to go.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4196847048669491948?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4196847048669491948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4196847048669491948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4196847048669491948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4196847048669491948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-afraid-be-very-afraid.html' title='Be afraid be very afraid.'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TB5n9Kx3GKI/AAAAAAAAApA/QBn4DN6UqhA/s72-c/pms-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4173462730331506562</id><published>2010-06-09T09:02:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:33:37.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes on the 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-6KClwXqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wquNBmPSfto/s400/Slide1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480803953189871266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My birthday is coming up soon so I have been sure to keep a good list of everything I want, just in case. It's not much, just a few little things such as:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some new rollerblades&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-wT5gbziI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HscoxGjTCaM/s200/51SZUYMn1bL._AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480793127434047010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A new bike&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-wUW6uM6I/AAAAAAAAAng/6fStSGY7c2Y/s200/clipart0208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480793135328932770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Abs that would make a Photoshop editor cry at their perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-xDDbfmhI/AAAAAAAAAno/elVpUPKTmss/s200/woman-6-pack-abs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480793937551530514" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Speaking of Photoshop. I would love that program and a few others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; text-align: center; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-xqLilbKI/AAAAAAAAAnw/cXRirAI9yAo/s200/208ek9g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480794609743654050" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If I have those programs though, I would definitely need a bigger screen, because the laptop just wouldn't cut it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-xqt_3GdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rfXFL38p8Wc/s200/iMac_27in_KeyboardMagicMouse_34RF_SnowLeopard_SCREEN-300x282.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480794618993252818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Okay this is pushing it, but who doesn't want a new car. I have been looking at the Acura MDX for the past year and half. Pretty sure I want either white, charcoal gray, or black. I know all the info on dark cars (don't care I'm a clean person). The inside I want light tan. I'll take the entertainment or sport package. I'm not picky. I may even let Anthony drive it hmmm, maybe (his car is missing 1/2 the bumper, do you blame me).I have never had a car payment so this would be my grown up car. One day after I graduate&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I have to be a grown up I will get this car.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-zWMDYP7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/ZpkRLH-8Ou0/s200/IMG_2500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480796465307074482" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 22px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh did I mention I would like to go on another cruise too. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-63DOy31I/AAAAAAAAAoY/5B5mGZlwvko/s200/cruisecarnival.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480804726456115026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like I said just a couple small things, no biggy, right. I do accept birthday cards, birthday wishes, and kisses, but no spankings sorry. Anthony seems to think he has claimed that department. Read that how you want, but its not meant to be dirty. Or is it? Ha ha just kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4173462730331506562?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4173462730331506562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4173462730331506562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4173462730331506562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4173462730331506562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-wishes-on-4th-of-july.html' title='Birthday Wishes on the 4th of July'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TA-6KClwXqI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wquNBmPSfto/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4755660680178788746</id><published>2010-05-30T22:13:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:17:55.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night in Simon La Casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Memorial Day weekend is such a long weekend, for Anthony, since he doesn't get to celebrate and relax like the rest of us. Instead he gets to spend a lot of time at RC Willeys. So Sunday we played hookey and stayed home all day long and hung out in our pjs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wandered down to my favorite room in the whole house. My room, and did some scrapbooking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANN3ln_xPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BWQyHzpH01s/s200/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477307189200667890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am all caught up except for our 5K pics that I need to get from my mother-in-law. I will post those as soon as I get those. I also need to do Anthony's Graduation pictures. As I was looking through those I realized I never even posted pictures of him graduating. What a bad wife. Well here it goes all the pictures I should have posted, but didn't....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anthony's Graduation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bachelor in Technical Sales with an emphasis in asian studies (those who don't know, Anthony is fluent in Thai and Lao)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANMAHlduFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/KjhG5fIx2vM/s200/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477305136732551250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANMAtBTvrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/1J30qo_yFkQ/s200/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477305146781449906" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made him this beautiful poster during the long winded speaker at his graduation. Every little kid that walked by me eyed the candy. I had to text Austin to come out and stand guard. I even had an older gentleman offer to buy my candy poster from me. If anyone needs a side job sell candy at a college graduation!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It says: Hey &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; way to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Skor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Smartie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;bursting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; that you are graduating. You will now get to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Fast Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Love your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hot Tamale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANL_ugGRMI/AAAAAAAAAlg/rGNiER-dzDI/s200/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477305129999156418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Afterward our families meet up and had a late lunch at Ligoris Pizza. The waitress was ornery, but the food was good as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANL_aaK8CI/AAAAAAAAAlY/33KzCBB8LhU/s200/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477305124605587490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Las Vegas for the CES Electronic Show&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In January Anthony and I joined Terra and Aaron for a road trip to Vegas. Terra and I joined the boys for one day walking around looking at TVs, but after a couple of them you soon start to think you have seen them all. There was tons of Japanese people there, and they must be used to being packed like sardines, because they sure know how to push their way around. Lady Ga Ga was there and so was Taylor Swift launching their new products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We did get free VIP tickets to see John Legend courtesy of RC Willeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANKSkulU7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/eig8GqLNOeI/s200/DSC00937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477303254769816498" /&gt;There was a surprise appearance by Stevie Wonder.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANSPRYBY2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/zDF4JxTS8_M/s200/DSC00957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477311994128327522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I got to gamble a little bit and loose a lot. Oh well, I had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANKR9F1p0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/_0lb69xNpIs/s200/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477303244129937218" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I meet a new boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANMorvb-AI/AAAAAAAAAl4/W2wT13WSeeQ/s200/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477305833632823298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But decided I like my old one better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANKRTMpEiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/XQ99OA-ZsiU/s200/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477303232884183586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Family Addition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In March Jessica became a Simon. Growing up in a family of all boys it is so exciting for me that I get to have 5 sisters. Jessica is so pretty and looked gorgeous on her special day, and Thomas looked handsome too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANI_QWgUsI/AAAAAAAAAko/UuPkl2gnUL4/s200/32532_400435802045_634517045_4798587_1786994_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301823370973890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANI_LI4K6I/AAAAAAAAAkg/JOGAjo3qoa0/s200/25690_385827187045_634517045_4453117_5654648_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477301821971639202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The last of the fab 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANH_fe92lI/AAAAAAAAAkI/6FKgMVl_PV4/s200/IMG0778_193_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477300727921367634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Christina also got married in March. She looked extremely beautiful. I have to say I'm shocked she got married, I thought I would never see the day. Her husband, Trevor, is a great guy and I am so happy for the two of them. I just wished she didn't live so far away (California).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANIAZB6SdI/AAAAAAAAAkY/FgsULux6z3U/s200/28717_1435794895530_1252701130_1218912_805862_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477300743368755666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANH_1gZaEI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/459fopyiimQ/s200/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477300733832947778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After my trip down memory lane Anthony and I enjoyed just laying around, and so did Chloe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have you ever seen a dog sleep like this? What a weirdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANHLeKHmSI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xl23R24wW_E/s200/DSC01225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477299834212292898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I cleaned out the fridge and found a tupperware full of chocolate that we used in our fondue fountain. I went to throw it away, but just couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Strawberries + Chocolate = one happy fat couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANF_yAVfbI/AAAAAAAAAj4/59UvnOKFGak/s200/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477298533869911474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANF_fxPeuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/9Um9KQWzID8/s200/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477298528974764770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANF-7yrx3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/W8diwmI5beI/s200/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477298519317137266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANF-Gql0cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/nfA2lNp8xfU/s200/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477298505056113090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anthony begged me to wax his eyebrows (no lie) So my scrapbook room became a spa in the basement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANEgAIFdYI/AAAAAAAAAjY/J5lJM8tA66A/s200/DSC01217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477296888393069954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANEeVp-i1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/kJRvgkiweIU/s200/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477296859812629330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh I got a pedicure yesterday. Doesn't my toes look so springy.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANO_8InO5I/AAAAAAAAAmg/NWiMKTVj4J0/s200/DSC01208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477308432193633170" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANO-xGmarI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/DWD7DgbKvX0/s200/DSC01213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477308412052531890" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4755660680178788746?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4755660680178788746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4755660680178788746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4755660680178788746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4755660680178788746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-night-in-simon-casa.html' title='Sunday night in Simon La Casa'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TANN3ln_xPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/BWQyHzpH01s/s72-c/DSC01071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-9197415871794577970</id><published>2010-05-26T22:41:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:43:53.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like pickles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually that's a lie. I love pickles I just don't like when I get into a pickle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day at work I was talking with a patient and she starts asking me if I am into astrology. The question was random, it was kind of like, "oh how was your weekend, are you into astrology?" I wasn't quite sure about what she meant, but after chatting for a minute she told me her friend is very into the astrological signs. The only thing I really know about that is that I am a cancer. She said she knew a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; about cancers since her friend is a cancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I learned that ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_4DG_vVtWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/o4_8GJoZ1QU/s400/cancer_sun_sign.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475817615653188962" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Cancer in a Nutshell:&lt;/h3&gt;Cancer is a mysterious sign, filled with contradictions. They want security and comfort yet seek new adventure. They are very helpful to others yet sometimes can be cranky and indifferent. Cancer has a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. The crab is Cancer's ruling animal and it suits them well, they can come out of their shell and fight but they can also hide in their shell of skitter away back into the depths of the ocean. They are very unpredictable. With cancer, there is always something more that meets the eye, for they are always partially hidden behind the shell. They are a have a deep psyche and intuitive mind that is hidden from the world. Cancer is deeply sensitive and easily hurt, this might be why they have their defense shell in place, to avoids being hurt by others. They are nurturers so they surround themselves with people, whom after a while can offend or hurt a cancer without even knowing they did so, therefore Cancer's protective shell keeps them safe from hurt. They are complex, fragile, unpredictable and temperamental and need constant support and encouragement, more then any other astrology signs, Cancer needs to be needed. When cancer gets the support it needs, it has a tremendous amount to offer in return. When cancer gets offended, they tend to sulk instead of confronting the persons face to face. This needlessly prolongs the pain and suffering. Cancer is very possessive, not just with material possessions but with people as well. Cancer will always want to stay in touch with old friends and anyone who has ever been close to them, because it is easier to maintain a friendship then attempt to learn to trust a new person. It is easier this way for them emotionally. If you befriend a Cancer, you will stay friends for a long time. Cancer makes the perfect mother, this is the sign that represents motherhood. They have unconditional love and caring more so then any other astrology sign. Cancer are very intuitive. Most of the psychics of the world are Cancer astrology signs. They have an excellent memory and are very observant and can read people very well. They can usually tell of other people's intentions are good or not. Never dupe a Cancer, they can see your motives. Cancer has a lot of emotional issues to deal with but once they overcome this large hump of shyness and insecurity, there is practically nothing they can't do. Withtheir strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, they will have great success in anything they undertake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;It's kind of fun to read about. Not everything is right on, but it is crazy how some things can be right on. Read about yourself &lt;a href="http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/zodiac-signs/cancer.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;***************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;I have a Website Design class I go to Tuesday and Thursday in the morning. Tuesday I go straight from school directly to work. Thursday I either go to school right after the gym or I hit the gym right after school. Both days I do not wear my wedding ring. Nothing against my wedding ring, but at work I wear gloves all day and am washing my hands constantly. At the gym my fingers swell up like kielbasas and my ring starts strangling my ring finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;I was coming out of class the other day and this guy starts talking to me. I didn't think much about it. My main focus was don't breathe on him you still need to brush your teeth (I ate breakfast on the way over to class, stuck a piece of gum in, and planned on brushing my teeth at work) and I was also focusing on getting to my car quick before the meter ran out and getting myself to work on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;The next time I went to class he came out when I did and started chatting with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;him:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I have a big favor to ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: Sure, what's up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;him:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I won't be in class on Thursday, and was wondering if I can have your number to find out what we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*pause* okay in my brain I'm thinking is he hitting on me? Is this a really good way to ask for my number? Don't make a big deal out of it Elicia this is just a class thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; sure its 801-blah-blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;him:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; great, thanks. What was your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Elicia. E L I C I A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: With an E? I like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; thanks, well I'll see ya later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh I'm so cool and so suave. bah hah ha ha ha. Good thing I don't date anymore. I enjoy just going on dates with my husband and not worrying about every little thing I do and say, and if a toot squeaks out he still love me. I never do that though. No girl does we are all delicate flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That night he text me and asked me questions about class. I was to busy watching Glee to answer back right away, so after Glee was over we had a text chat about some assignments. Here is the very end of the conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:"Sweet well I guess we'll just go off what it says online...Hows your daybeen!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: "That's probably the best :) well I'm heading into a movie so I'll see you in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;Didn't really go to a movie. I was actually sitting on the couch in my pjs talking myself out of eating a bowl of ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anthony told me that I am the worst at avoiding awkward confrontation. Here is my solution wear my ring and hopefully he notices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_4DGqf3BZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/FcTUnB8oZJQ/s400/DSC_5549_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475817609951118738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-9197415871794577970?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9197415871794577970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=9197415871794577970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/9197415871794577970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/9197415871794577970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-like-pickles.html' title='I don&apos;t like pickles'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_4DG_vVtWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/o4_8GJoZ1QU/s72-c/cancer_sun_sign.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8827023424509684440</id><published>2010-05-23T17:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:16:45.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Anthony's idea of yard work is "all do it tomorrow". Love him though, but then our yard ends up looking like a jungle. Saturday after the Ogden race I got ready for a day of yard work, since it was so nice outside. I loaded up on sunscreen and headed outside. A lot of death occurred as I ripped out those horrible weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HS4x0WPhI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ooRJR2iPiZ0/s400/Slide1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472386895119269394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Chloe and I hopped in the car, can't go anywhere without my co-pilot, and we headed off to Lowes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HS4T7CO2I/AAAAAAAAAhI/dOZmY9QlSmM/s400/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472386887094254434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we returned Chloe got lost in the grass/weeds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HRE7XKcfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/tpOGVgbNZrw/s400/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472384904816390642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I decided I have time and the lawn really needs it, I'll mow it and hope I don't kill any sprinkler heads. I checked the gas and squished the little black squishy button in and started her up. Things went well for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HREeUYDSI/AAAAAAAAAg4/XOsG2Ai3b9w/s400/DSC01179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472384897020071202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then things came to a stop. I couldn't figure out what was going on. I checked the underside to make sure nothing was clogged and made sure once again there was gas. Everything looked okay, but I could smell kind of a burntish smell. I then checked the oil and realized we probably have never changed it since we have owned the lawnmower, oops. It was low and a dark black. Well here comes the blonde moment instead of emptying the old oil, I just decided to add more oil, it did say it was low. Well I added too much I guess, and had a black smoke cloud surrounded me and fogged up the whole back yard. Good Work Elicia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note I did plant this pretty flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HRD9d4nkI/AAAAAAAAAgw/j6I1NGdo758/s400/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472384888201584194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HRDY0bIhI/AAAAAAAAAgo/jW_HO_bjJWw/s400/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472384878364008978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I planted a whole row of raspberries, strawberries, cucumbers, green beans, snow peas, jalapenos, yellow tomatoes, big boy tomatoes, roma tomatoes, and mini tomatoes. I also have a porch planter with red, yellow, and green peppers. If everything goes well we will have a very yummy summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HRC2Sie_I/AAAAAAAAAgg/f2BXmhdq2pI/s400/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472384869095078898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8827023424509684440?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8827023424509684440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8827023424509684440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8827023424509684440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8827023424509684440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/blonde-moment_23.html' title='Blonde Moment'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HS4x0WPhI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ooRJR2iPiZ0/s72-c/Slide1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6710246162744945536</id><published>2010-05-19T10:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:48:52.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl who cried "HeeeeeeeLp"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_QWZkXnCxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dKmhn6FbG20/s1600/help.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_QWZkXnCxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dKmhn6FbG20/s400/help.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473024075677240082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HeeeeeLp yelled across the house in a rather whiny obnoxious drawn out voice is something you commonly hear at our household. Today it was because my toothbrush batteries were running low and I couldn't reach the very top shelf to get new ones. Most commonly you may hear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: HeeeeeLp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Come and lay with me..... I'm cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: HeeeeeLp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: what babe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: (standing freezing in the shower) I forgot to grab my towel from the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: HeeeeeLp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: yes my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Ummm were out of toilet paper and I need some asap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: HeeeeeLp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: What do you need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: are you thirsty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: no, not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Oh okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony: are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Oh well since you asked I think I am. I would like some water in a tall glass cup and lots and lots of ice. Please and thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm kind of a brat, but that good hubby of mine always takes care of me, and always has a smile on his face. Thanks babe. Love you lots.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6710246162744945536?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6710246162744945536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6710246162744945536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6710246162744945536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6710246162744945536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/girl-who-cried-heeeeeeelp_19.html' title='The girl who cried &quot;HeeeeeeeLp&quot;'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_QWZkXnCxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/dKmhn6FbG20/s72-c/help.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-2406063541307209888</id><published>2010-05-17T17:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:48:07.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Additions</title><content type='html'>This whale flippered fan is a proud new addition to our bedroom. It even has a dimmer and speed control. We are so high tech&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HVTsBoxqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/khdlPldfM6U/s1600/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HVTsBoxqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/khdlPldfM6U/s400/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472389556444120738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad gave me this mirror to hang up. He said it is an antique that he had bought years ago. Antiques are fun. I'll take it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HVTI2fjTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/v_6u2jRVTfI/s1600/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HVTI2fjTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/v_6u2jRVTfI/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472389547002137906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-2406063541307209888?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2406063541307209888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=2406063541307209888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2406063541307209888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2406063541307209888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-additions.html' title='New Additions'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S_HVTsBoxqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/khdlPldfM6U/s72-c/IMG_0823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6182313880067933123</id><published>2010-05-12T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T13:02:20.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I spy with my little eye a.....Bum</title><content type='html'>Do you see anything funny about this door? I notice it every day that I am at work, but maybe my mind is just in the gutter. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t_fa1Xx3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZhMLcAZfJpA/s1600/IMG_0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t_fa1Xx3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZhMLcAZfJpA/s400/IMG_0811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470606350127449970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t_ewVcWQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/T7tNEllrO5A/s1600/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t_ewVcWQI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/T7tNEllrO5A/s400/Slide1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470606338719242498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't you see it? it totally looks like someone had some paint on their bum and backed into the door. Best thing yet its the staff bathroom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6182313880067933123?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6182313880067933123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6182313880067933123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6182313880067933123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6182313880067933123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-spy-with-my-little-eye-abum.html' title='I spy with my little eye a.....Bum'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t_fa1Xx3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ZhMLcAZfJpA/s72-c/IMG_0811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-356162134946707574</id><published>2010-05-12T22:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:05:35.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thought I would share</title><content type='html'>I have these blooming all among my weeds that are spilling out of my front flower/weed bed. The weeds just weren't doing them justice so I brought them inside so I can look at them and wish for spring and warm weather. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t7-KsqgWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Di8o2XmFahg/s1600/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t7-KsqgWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Di8o2XmFahg/s400/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470602480325394786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t78zaf4hI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3KHrroadk8Q/s1600/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t78zaf4hI/AAAAAAAAAf4/3KHrroadk8Q/s400/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470602456895316498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t78EdgHCI/AAAAAAAAAfw/wDVoueSwEkE/s1600/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t78EdgHCI/AAAAAAAAAfw/wDVoueSwEkE/s400/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470602444291447842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t77njpTeI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XqrT4fAnlWA/s1600/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t77njpTeI/AAAAAAAAAfo/XqrT4fAnlWA/s400/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470602436532588002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t77PTWzxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bdn2kb0u0W4/s1600/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t77PTWzxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bdn2kb0u0W4/s400/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470602430021816082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-356162134946707574?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/356162134946707574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=356162134946707574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/356162134946707574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/356162134946707574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-thought-i-would-share.html' title='Just thought I would share'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-t7-KsqgWI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Di8o2XmFahg/s72-c/DSC01172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1080854957378223647</id><published>2010-05-12T21:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:31:14.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-tuUl48NMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TemXhJLnykA/s1600/DSC01141.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;For Mother's Day Anthony and I went to my Aunt Roberta's house for a Mother's Day slash Grandma Bearce Birthday party. My grandma turned 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-tuUl48NMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/TemXhJLnykA/s1600/DSC01141.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;6.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twlEXtcpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GSrfH2hmjfg/s400/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470589954502259346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then went up to Anthony's parents house to enjoy some more food and let his mom know how much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; we love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the blanket we purchased and put pictures on. Anthony had asked his mom what she wanted for Mother's Day a few weeks back and she said "I just want all my kids all around me" We knew we couldn't arrange that, but now she can wrap her blanket around her with all of our cute faces and we will all be "around her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twkl1pgnI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/sLRxKjXQjqY/s400/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470589946306331250" /&gt;This is the card I made for her. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twj8ksdeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/1ui7L_yt2tg/s400/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470589935229367778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twjbgTcDI/AAAAAAAAAfA/VwmwsClh-14/s400/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470589926352580658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom only received a phone call due to the fact she was out of town. We did end up celebrating today along with my Grandma Mayberry. I gave my mom a blanket like the one we made for Anthony's mom, but with my family pictures on it. She loved it I have never look so thrilled. I also gave my grandma and mom a bouquet of flowers. Every woman deserves flowers.  Lunch was fun and I took my camera with great intentions of taking pictures, but never ended up pulling it out. We went to a family favorite, Chilis, and enjoyed some Molten Lava Cake after we stuffed ourselves with our tasty entree plus chips and salsa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and grandma are the best and I hope one day to be half the mother they are. Love you two xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twiKGllNI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ciB4fYILaK4/s400/DSC_0581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470589904501445842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1080854957378223647?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1080854957378223647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1080854957378223647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1080854957378223647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1080854957378223647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-twlEXtcpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/GSrfH2hmjfg/s72-c/DSC01148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-630636009811141114</id><published>2010-05-12T11:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:20:03.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something isn't Quite right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-rqrYJp_JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/4szjDwHXDvs/s1600/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-rqrYJp_JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/4szjDwHXDvs/s400/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442728333114514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-rqq9Ave_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/fVrE_UT3cfA/s1600/DSC01178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-rqq9Ave_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/fVrE_UT3cfA/s400/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470442721047968754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and I were heading out, as I stood there waiting for him (he takes longer than I do to get ready) I glanced at myself in the mirror and had a thought. It's May.  I am wearing a jacket and pants.  I am wearing sandals.  this combo is not right!&lt;br /&gt;For:&lt;br /&gt;1. Its May it should be warm. Come on already&lt;br /&gt;2. what am I saying about my toesies. Sorry feet I don't care about you the rest of me can stay warm, but fashion over function.&lt;br /&gt;3. Did I mention it's May and Monday it hailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a goober in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw Iron Man 2 with 2 other couples and had fun. I felt like a fatty because I had to have my popcorn with extra butter. If I'm going to do it I'm going to do it right. The others had nothing. The only reason I go to the theater is to get the popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I had a popcorn voucher for a large popcorn at the Megaplex. There was nothing playing in the theater so we decided not to see anything, but I made Anthony use our voucher so I could take a tub home (they really need a better name) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*side note* I have a good reason they call it a tub. It's a mean reason, but a good one. When we were there last night a couple was walking out in front of us. Each had a large drink, empty container&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;of candy, and one large "tub" "bucket" (either one sounds awful) of popcorn. The couple was how should I put this nicely... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;large and in charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Just as I looked at my empty bowl thinking that was good. I saw them and thought maybe next time I should be on a budget. Then the man started walking down the stairs and he had a good three inches of bummy hanging out. Yep next time I really should be on a budget...calorie budget...money budget... I don't care a budget. I'll keep my crack in tact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyway so back to the time we didn't see a movie and I took a tub of popcorn home. Well it was scrumptious and lasted me two days, but I was sad and disappointed that I had used my voucher and took the popcorn home, because they time stamp the bucket so I didn't get a refill. Sad story. Well good luck to me Saturday at the &lt;a href="http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-in-day.html"&gt;5K&lt;/a&gt; I am probably going to die on the side from butter clogging me up and then I'll get a bad side ache and pass out on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-630636009811141114?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/630636009811141114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=630636009811141114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/630636009811141114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/630636009811141114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/something-isnt-quite-right.html' title='Something isn&apos;t Quite right.'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S-rqrYJp_JI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/4szjDwHXDvs/s72-c/DSC01177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-168209645725470878</id><published>2010-05-11T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:57:27.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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You know when you really want whatever candy or scrumptious sugary item you can get your little paws on, but there’s nothing. Today is one of those days. It’s probably a good thing there is nothing in sight, unless you want to count the gazillion pieces of gum I have eaten. Does sugar alcohol count as sugar? I vote not! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;P.s chewing gum does help that sugar craving and especially when you chew 2 at the same time. Spit them out when there dull and then put 2 more in or you can even add a new one to the old so you have 3. Then your mouth is full like you’re eating something. Just don’t swallow it or like my mom always said &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“it will plug up your bum”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" alt="Photobucket" 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/2924032601794530326-168209645725470878?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/168209645725470878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=168209645725470878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/168209645725470878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/168209645725470878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/sugar-blues.html' title='Sugar Blues'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1793922499287217475</id><published>2010-05-09T11:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:31:32.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Naps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;Okay y'all welcome me back. I keep telling myself that I'm going to get back into the blogging world when I have time, but let's face it I'm never going to have time, so might as well just get to it and stop stalking everone elses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lazy Saturday for me and I just hung around at home. Well too much hanging around makes me sleepy and an unconcious eater, so I napped and ate 1/2 my weight in kettle corn. Needless to say it's 2:30 in the morning and I'm wired typing an entry on my phone with a very unhappy tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so quick update...the summer semester started officially Monday and I once again have a full time schedule and am still on track to graduate in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony started a new business and I would love to explain it, but I can't. Really I can't, I don't really get it. I trust him completely though and appreciate him for dumbing it down for me so I mildly understand what's going on. Basically he is trading and he tunes me out when he is doing it and stares at these crazy graphs that go all over his computer screen. The green color is good though, so go green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is doing well. She recently had a haircut although she doesn't smell like it. She has been naughty and pottied in the house and has been threatened she will be sold next time (although everyone knows that this is an idol threat) so she now resides in the hallway locked behind a door and baby gate. Do the crime serve the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and I recently started going to the family ward behind our house. We were going to a student married ward, but recently the church changed all the wards by the university from student wards to young single adult wards. So we were given the boot. Our new ward has some great people in it and so far the change is okay. It has only been a week so I am still getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony and I are going to run the Ogden 5k on may 15th, so you should come out and root for us or even better come do it with us. Were not fast and dont care what time we get as long as the 1/2 marathon people dont pass us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much more to say but my eyes are getting droopy, but just know I'll be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1793922499287217475?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1793922499287217475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1793922499287217475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1793922499287217475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1793922499287217475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-more-naps.html' title='No More Naps'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8232980806048400980</id><published>2010-03-11T22:18:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:25:49.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby blessing... NOt our baby :)... nor are we having a baby... anytime soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had the opportunity to go to a friend's baby blessing. Unfortunately we got lost on the way and made it just in time to watch everyone sit down. Bummer. Afterward we got the chance to meet Nara Jane Morgan. She is such a sweet heart and is going to be just like her mommy and daddy very tall (mom 5'11" dad 6'8"). She is 2 months old and her feet already fit my entire palm of my hand. Anthony is pretty smitten with her. I told him not to get too many ideas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5nPkqydDDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cFyv0TLVVvg/s400/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447613453149473842" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8232980806048400980?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8232980806048400980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8232980806048400980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8232980806048400980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8232980806048400980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-blessing-not-our-baby-nor-are-we.html' title='baby blessing... NOt our baby :)... nor are we having a baby... anytime soon'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5nPkqydDDI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cFyv0TLVVvg/s72-c/DSC01037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7393323255670239551</id><published>2010-03-10T23:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:11:07.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIuPIsWUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/RpFVRfvtDVw/s400/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447254077222967618" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIu1LP-4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/oXfI1h4Joyo/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIu1LP-4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/oXfI1h4Joyo/s400/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447254087434238850" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIu1LP-4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/oXfI1h4Joyo/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;Before&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIYIJYbrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/edBZFTnyrbk/s400/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447253697389686450" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIYk5SvII/AAAAAAAAAdI/f9MHSohsMcA/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIYk5SvII/AAAAAAAAAdI/f9MHSohsMcA/s400/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447253705106832514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIXr-WP-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Z0_V1-2REdw/s400/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447253689827213282" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIXdwQwNI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GIY6oDb6MbQ/s400/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447253686010036434" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7393323255670239551?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7393323255670239551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7393323255670239551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7393323255670239551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7393323255670239551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/03/bedroom.html' title='Bedroom'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iIuPIsWUI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/RpFVRfvtDVw/s72-c/DSC00724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-4113506971367435807</id><published>2010-03-10T22:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:02:11.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAmily Room/ Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Working Hard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;this is a pic of my little bro and I. To bad it came out all blurry. For some reason I don't have very many pictures of him and I so I kept this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iF0BGBX9I/AAAAAAAAAco/5nVbAb3pqS4/s1600-h/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iF0BGBX9I/AAAAAAAAAco/5nVbAb3pqS4/s400/DSC00898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250877997998034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my dad (the one standing) and my step-dad (the one squatting) Both of their names is Robert and they both go by Bob. ha ha true story. They were so nice to come and help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFz1yVxTI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CRNbdm8AnrI/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFz1yVxTI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CRNbdm8AnrI/s400/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250874962658610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFzKWfIBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ATdENbhUFd0/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFzKWfIBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ATdENbhUFd0/s400/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250863303106578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hallway check out my tile and the base board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFMASIphI/AAAAAAAAAcI/i6cwe7khBZ0/s400/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250190585603602" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFK_tzKSI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Bj4miTYQSes/s400/DSC00734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250173253331234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFLqza3zI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jFehcYYtSIg/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFLqza3zI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jFehcYYtSIg/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFLqza3zI/AAAAAAAAAcA/jFehcYYtSIg/s400/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250184819629874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFJ3RSiwI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HXK8WCNlA4Y/s400/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250153806400258" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFKXoDgJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/I94aTBn3_1o/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iFKXoDgJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/I94aTBn3_1o/s400/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447250162491818130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iERtBeTRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/FlYWqHVLmB0/s400/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447249188983033106" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iESEfuzhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4gSplLN89Qc/s1600-h/DSC01042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iESEfuzhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4gSplLN89Qc/s400/DSC01042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447249195283959314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iEQ5Ym4nI/AAAAAAAAAbI/GG_g---FfBI/s400/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447249175121420914" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iERUjPdII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/SYm8y3U2-78/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iERUjPdII/AAAAAAAAAbQ/SYm8y3U2-78/s400/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447249182413780098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDwUP7pZI/AAAAAAAAAa4/G5Ii8LCI0lo/s400/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447248615397107090" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDxaYB9fI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3N_5XsklUno/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDxaYB9fI/AAAAAAAAAbA/3N_5XsklUno/s400/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447248634221557234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDuaAl2iI/AAAAAAAAAao/wOm3_tlSrNU/s400/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447248582583638562" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDvTX4zVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XeY1flBqQko/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iDvTX4zVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XeY1flBqQko/s400/DSC01038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447248597982170450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-4113506971367435807?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4113506971367435807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=4113506971367435807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4113506971367435807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/4113506971367435807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-room-kitchen.html' title='FAmily Room/ Kitchen'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5iF0BGBX9I/AAAAAAAAAco/5nVbAb3pqS4/s72-c/DSC00898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8689322652643500778</id><published>2010-03-10T22:08:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:40:12.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Before:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here is our beautiful basement before. It was a nice shade of pee yellow. There was a big green chalkboard on the wall, and some brown gross carpet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-Do5qnOI/AAAAAAAAAag/UXbKpXAAog0/s1600-h/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-Do5qnOI/AAAAAAAAAag/UXbKpXAAog0/s400/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447242350288608482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-DfsN8aI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vV1O22TgKRE/s1600-h/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-DfsN8aI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vV1O22TgKRE/s400/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447242347816284578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-CghLKMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gNoXJkYKgS0/s1600-h/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-CghLKMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gNoXJkYKgS0/s400/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447242330858531010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-CNqh5YI/AAAAAAAAAaI/np48zyr1Bx4/s1600-h/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-CNqh5YI/AAAAAAAAAaI/np48zyr1Bx4/s400/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447242325797496194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My dad and I worked really hard on putting in a new wood floor, base board, and a new light switch that lights up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9kUhZdrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/BauSixGaPwc/s1600-h/DSC01029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9kUhZdrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/BauSixGaPwc/s400/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447241812242167474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9j7DKW1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VaeFB7TEX8o/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9j7DKW1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VaeFB7TEX8o/s400/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447241805404461906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9iseiHBI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-tAnV-OXyXw/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h9iseiHBI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-tAnV-OXyXw/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447241784312863762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After with Decorations:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was so excited when my rug came and it actually matched my curtains I already purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8JD35XlI/AAAAAAAAAZA/w7EZM42vuXI/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8JD35XlI/AAAAAAAAAZA/w7EZM42vuXI/s400/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447240244405034578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm still working on finishing up my shelfs for paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8Ihj22tI/AAAAAAAAAY4/MVjGlDOsU5A/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8Ihj22tI/AAAAAAAAAY4/MVjGlDOsU5A/s400/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447240235194178258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8IBO25OI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7h9J8lwNg4Y/s1600-h/DSC01072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8IBO25OI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7h9J8lwNg4Y/s400/DSC01072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447240226516165858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8Huw2PgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3bkm-UjIKa4/s1600-h/DSC01074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h8Huw2PgI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3bkm-UjIKa4/s400/DSC01074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447240221558455810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7kSm_1qI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7M-MtV3Qhco/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7kSm_1qI/AAAAAAAAAYg/7M-MtV3Qhco/s400/DSC01075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447239612705527458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I searched high and low to find matching boxes to fit in my entertainment center. I found some at Joanns, but they were kid cubby hole shelfs that are supposed to sit on their sides. I found 4 at the Riverdale store and obviously needed quite a few more. I had to go to Taylorsville and Draper to get the rest, but was still one short. I came up with this genius idea of taking a bottom piece that fits inside of one of the cubbies and hot glueing it to the back of a box. Now I can keep my wax pot plugged in and ready to go anytime, but no one can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7jr4Qd4I/AAAAAAAAAYY/5KVexYmMLRA/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7jr4Qd4I/AAAAAAAAAYY/5KVexYmMLRA/s400/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447239602308937602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7jMi_oiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Prc9K0jHE4k/s1600-h/DSC01063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7jMi_oiI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Prc9K0jHE4k/s400/DSC01063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447239593898254882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little story on the TV. If you didn't know Anthony sells electronics so he was able to get us a really good deal on my TV, but the day he bought it he didn't tell me. It was a Monday night and Anthony worked until 5. I have a math class from 5:30 until 7:20 Pm. So I get out of my math class and call him to see what is going on. He is watching Chuck on TV and I was getting annoyed because men in general have a hard time watching and talking. They just don't have that natural built in capability to multi task like women do. I asked him if he had a chance to start dinner and he replied back "that he hadn't had time." I was a bit annoyed and ended the conversation. Once I got home there was a Christmas gift bag sitting on the table with 3 remote controls in it. Anthony had gone down and set up my new TV and also hooked up my Super Nintendo, DVD, and surround sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7ivpQh-I/AAAAAAAAAYI/xNpc8UolVmo/s1600-h/DSC01062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h7ivpQh-I/AAAAAAAAAYI/xNpc8UolVmo/s400/DSC01062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447239586139899874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8689322652643500778?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8689322652643500778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8689322652643500778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8689322652643500778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8689322652643500778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/03/craft-room.html' title='Craft Room'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S5h-Do5qnOI/AAAAAAAAAag/UXbKpXAAog0/s72-c/Elicia+hiking,+fun+time+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7595864474859311387</id><published>2010-01-27T13:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:35:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paid in potatoes</title><content type='html'>Funny story. Or might just be funny to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting in my institute class and we are reading a story about tithing and the bishop's store house and how in the olden days people used to pay their tithing with 1/10th of whatever they grew. In this particular story the family had potatoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The institute teacher made some kind of joke about how we aren't paid in potatoes anymore and no one laughed except for me. I only laughed because every year RC Willey gives Anthony a Christmas bonus of a huge box of potatoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright not that funny, but maybe worth a "ha out of a "ha ha."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7595864474859311387?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7595864474859311387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7595864474859311387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7595864474859311387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7595864474859311387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/01/paid-in-potatoes.html' title='paid in potatoes'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-14900576221761039</id><published>2010-01-27T12:44:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:29:06.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink pink pink and a little more pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new scrapbook/ craft/ bead/ esthetic room. Or should I call it a multi-purpose room, but if I do that does it sound to much like a church gym???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this amazing room isn't done yet, but my dad and I are in the beginning stages of working on it. I being my girly self have skipped over the nitty gritty and went to to the fun part of things of picking out how to decorate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off my walls are already painted a tan color so I wanted to find something extra girly, but I didn't want to re-paint the room. So while wandering through the store I found this  cute bed set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S2CeCx7C6TI/AAAAAAAAAWU/t-x1Mu-vjWU/s400/02996420_zi_hot_pink.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431514921206737202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the stripes look white but there actually a very dark creamy tan color. I bought the curtains from this set and also the 2 european pillows in the very back against the headboard. *side note* the floor we are doing downstairs looks almost identical to the wood floor in this pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next I had to of course get some more PINK zebra in the room, since I only got the curtains and the pillows are more of a leopard pink that match the set. If you look really close on the bottom of the curtain valance that same leopard pink is on that. So I went cruising around online and found this cute rug. I might shed a tear if it doesn't match. The Fed Ex tracking website said it should be here next week. I even found a coupon online for 10% off and it shipped free. Score and score. Now if it just matches I think I might have won the lottery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S2CduKpjcuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/4NALdRagqAo/s320/L_Destin_Zebra_FieryPinka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431514567067005666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this neat-o shelf unit that fits perfectly against my wall. I mentioned to Anthony that I think I need the flat screen 32" TV the picture displays to complete the ensemble. He said he might know a guy that can get him a really good deal. (ha ha okay okay its him. just to let you know, if you need anything in the electronic or appliance section at RC Willey, Anthony is your man, RC Willey should be paying me for this or buying me my shelf unit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S2CdedcD-XI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6WuW99Jo1l4/s320/76501_PE196528_S4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431514297232783730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan to use the squares around the TV to put some cute pink boxes or baskets or something to hold all my garb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did find some pink lamps and other stuff, but I haven't got to crazy and purchased those yet, because I'm worried that if someone else might walk in the room they might throw up from to much pink (is that possible to have to much pink?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough talk about the room. Its like going car shopping. You shouldn't ever do it unless you really are planning on buying a car or else you end up driving a new one home. Just like talking about this room if I think about it to much, I wont be able to rest until its done and trust me, I have to much homework to think about pink zebras. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S I realize I have run on sentences, but the truth is I talk out loud and type at the same time. So essentially what I am saying is, when I talk out loud my sentences don't end and keep going and going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.S I think I say cute to much, but thats much better than saying ugly :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-14900576221761039?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/14900576221761039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=14900576221761039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/14900576221761039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/14900576221761039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/01/pink-pink-pink-and-little-more-pink.html' title='pink pink pink and a little more pink'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/S2CeCx7C6TI/AAAAAAAAAWU/t-x1Mu-vjWU/s72-c/02996420_zi_hot_pink.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-5590389155497728116</id><published>2010-01-03T22:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:24:52.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Modeling</title><content type='html'>Yes I am alive. We have been tiling our kitchen. Pictures are soon to come. You may think, yeah right, you still haven't posted pictures from Halloween, but that is on my to do list also :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Christmas, but I am glad it is over. I had my Christmas trees down the day after Christmas. What a Scrooge, trust me I know, but for one I was tired of having two trees in my house and for two I was preparing for my house to look like a bomb has exploded and have my refrigerator and stove in my family room. Oh the joys of re-modeling. I still can't figure out how all of my projects that seem so small and easy turn into tiling the kitchen, hallway, and then deciding to do a small patch at my backdoor. It will so be worth it when it is all over, but of course it is an old house so can the projects ever really be over? ha ha I think not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/ShabbyBlogsDividerM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-5590389155497728116?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5590389155497728116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=5590389155497728116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5590389155497728116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5590389155497728116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2010/01/re-modeling.html' title='Re-Modeling'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1974586775627374170</id><published>2009-12-07T21:53:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:08:53.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe for a fabulous December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;Sorry you won't get it unless your name is Alyson, Kristy, Krista, or Christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Heard this song the other day and got the giggles so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is the Recipe for a fabulous December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take a.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A good Christmas Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K5bo4VDEH-U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K5bo4VDEH-U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Plus One old Chevy Truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3ccwYYwRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/FDX197GS4fM/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3ccwYYwRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/FDX197GS4fM/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412724713750839570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;With a long bench seat that doubles as a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cLOz2uZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zrFZcH_Q_dE/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cLOz2uZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zrFZcH_Q_dE/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412724412681468306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Plus Back up dancers that double as fabulous singers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(well maybe Kristy &amp;amp; Christina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cLOz2uZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zrFZcH_Q_dE/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cLOz2uZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zrFZcH_Q_dE/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cLOz2uZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zrFZcH_Q_dE/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cKuGG-1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/V6lsTdyo9BY/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412724403899661138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And what do you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it = 5 great friends that know how to have a fun time no matter what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cBDxleUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Nq56pMtUKWw/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3cBDxleUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Nq56pMtUKWw/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412724237920467266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas to my bestest of friends I love you all and hope you have a very Merry Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1974586775627374170?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1974586775627374170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1974586775627374170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1974586775627374170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1974586775627374170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/12/recipe-for-fabulous-december.html' title='Recipe for a fabulous December'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sx3ccwYYwRI/AAAAAAAAAUU/FDX197GS4fM/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6532442717575215259</id><published>2009-11-25T17:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:50:33.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coink a dink</title><content type='html'>So I was watching The Doctors today on TV while I was playing on the computer. I was listening, but not really watching until.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedoctorstv.com/main/procedure_list/854"&gt;http://thedoctorstv.com/main/procedure_list/854&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people had the same name as my husband and I. Craaaazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6532442717575215259?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6532442717575215259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6532442717575215259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6532442717575215259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6532442717575215259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/11/coink-dink.html' title='coink a dink'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6924880758893639178</id><published>2009-11-12T14:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T21:44:49.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oops I'm behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been a slacker when it comes to updating my blog. I will post our Halloween pictures as soon as I get ahold of them from my mother-in-law. If you would like to see Chloe's costume click &lt;a href="http://bigdogsareoverrated.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony and I have been busy painting. We got a new couch last month so of course we have to re-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decorate. Anthony just nods his head and rolls his eyes. Boys they don't understand. I think they would be happy living in a bachelor pad with mismatched furniture for the rest of their lives, just as long as it is comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; sneak peek&lt;/span&gt; of our accent wall. I will post more pictures as soon as it is all done. We still have a lot of work to do, but were taking it piece by piece, which is making me crazy I am not a very patient person!!! By the time we get everything done well probably decided to move :) Oh yeah notice the pillow in the pic I worked very hard in talking my mom into making these for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Svzjd364jzI/AAAAAAAAASU/nDV6Stc1V-0/s320/DSC00820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403443755304390450" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6924880758893639178?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6924880758893639178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6924880758893639178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6924880758893639178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6924880758893639178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/11/oops-im-behind.html' title='oops I&apos;m behind'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Svzjd364jzI/AAAAAAAAASU/nDV6Stc1V-0/s72-c/DSC00820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8683350380879251496</id><published>2009-10-12T20:39:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:50:34.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/StPqPUJtO0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1fnnjCQNhbc/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/StPqPUJtO0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1fnnjCQNhbc/s320/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391910727720975170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah!!! it's Pumpkin Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I carved my first pumpkin last year. I thought it was fun, but gave it a 5 out of  10 on the fun meter. My family has always painted our pumpkins instead of carving them.. I give that a 10 out of 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to say I was patient enough to wait for Anthony to help me paint pumpkins, but the truth is... I wasn't. I enjoyed painting pumpkins though. Anthony and I will have to plan a shopping trip to get more pumpkins and paint them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of my oh-so-happy sidekick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/StPp_Z1Of5I/AAAAAAAAARs/fr_RhAx2eYc/s320/DSC00757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391910454367780754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8683350380879251496?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8683350380879251496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8683350380879251496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8683350380879251496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8683350380879251496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-time.html' title='Pumpkin Time'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/StPqPUJtO0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1fnnjCQNhbc/s72-c/DSC00753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1962421436254834466</id><published>2009-09-16T20:39:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:39:38.706-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>3 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s320/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271946645643298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anthony and I just celebrated our &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;3 year anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I can't believe it, doesn't that seem like such a looong time :) ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to get away for the weekend and headed up to Park City. Our weekend went as follows....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Friday after we got off work:&lt;/span&gt; we went up through the Weber Canyon and past the Morgan exit to Taggart's Grill. It is one of my favorite restaurants. We don't go there too often because of the drive, but I highly recommend it. They have the best desserts and everything I have tried there is soooo good. We finished our drive after dinner all while listening to "New Moon". The "New Moon" part was all Anthony's idea. He won't read the books, but he doesn't mind listening to them in the car. Ha ha I'm probably going to get in trouble for this tid bit of information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed at the West Gate Resorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: We walked around the new part of Park City. Anthony bought me a cute card holder that is pink with white polk a dots (I'm very excited about that if you can't tell), We ate lunch at a fancy restaurant known as Quiznos, we got much needed massages at a day spa, we rode the alpine coaster, stopped at The Rocky MOuntain Chocolate Factory for a caramel apple drizzled with chocolate and I got a little crazy and ordered a $3 truffle. We also went swimming in the 4th floor "adult only pool" that included a waterfall, steam room, sauna, and hot tub. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;*side note on the poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;l*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Have you ever noticed when your a kid you don't care who is in the pool? You just cannon ball yourself right on in and swim with whomever is already there. When your an adult you play the musical chair game. Anthony and I got in the hot tub just as an older couple was switching to the pool. We eventually moved to the pool, but made sure to stay on our half. The older couple ended up switching to the hot tub again. It was the same as the sauna and steam room. The doors were see through so people would check to see if others were in there and then wait till they left before they would go in. I think I would rather be a kid again and just cannon ball it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After swimming with the old people we got ready and went out to dinner at a Mexican restaurant. I think it was called Baja Cantina. You would think I would remember the name since we ate there two nights in a row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph and Kalee our brother and sister-in-law ended up coming up and spending the night so we could all play the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Sunday (our actual anniversary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We woke up and went back to the "adult pool only" and played musical pools once again. After our fill of chlorine we got ready and went to Ruby Tuesdays for some lunch. Kalee and I made a plan and we all stuck to it. We hit up the first half of the outlet malls and then took a break to head to Coldstone Ice Cream and then headed back to hit the rest of the outlets. Joseph and Kalee had never been to the Olympic Park so we drove up there and happened to catch some of the skiers practicing. Kalee had never been to the old main street of Park City so of course we had to introduce her to this important part of restaurants and shops. After a hardday of walking and shopping we ended up at the Baja Cantina for some much needed Mexican food. Just as you think we must have been all worn out we ended up putting on our swimsuits and headed back to the "adult only pool" to rest our toesies in the hot tub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half the pictures we took are on Joseph and Kalee's camera, but here are a couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGrz7MInWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/2QDfOAKURBA/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271938234719586" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when you take boys shopping for to long. They start dressing up and doing Michael Jackson impersonations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr-jR4K6I/AAAAAAAAARM/ERF0LjROFZ0/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr-jR4K6I/AAAAAAAAARM/ERF0LjROFZ0/s320/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382272120794917794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kalee and I found this pretty moose. Notice we are kissing it on the side of the cheeks because it is a girl moose. I'm not quite sure why I'm looking off to the side. Must have been a better looking moose over there&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr1mGimDI/AAAAAAAAARE/7HDiEw7QkUo/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr1mGimDI/AAAAAAAAARE/7HDiEw7QkUo/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271966933850162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a ride on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; trolley that goes up and down the old main street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr1DrAAmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BGIZlXgPbT4/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr1DrAAmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/BGIZlXgPbT4/s320/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271957691531874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph in his dead sprint with the Olympic Torch&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr06Sx-HI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/z3l_1QqRaS4/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr06Sx-HI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/z3l_1QqRaS4/s320/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271955174029426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Hey look at me I'm driving a bob sled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: Kalee and Joseph had left Sunday night so Anthony and I got ready and packed up all of our stuff and headed home. Of course on the drive we picked up where we left off on "New Moon". We went home and unpacked said hello to &lt;a href="http://www.bigdogsareoverrated.blogspot.com"&gt;Chloe&lt;/a&gt; and then went out to lunch at Red Robin. I really feel like I gained a couple of "L" "B"s this weekend. &lt;a href="http://www.bigdogsareoverrated.blogspot.com"&gt;Chloe&lt;/a&gt; was a bit mad at us for leaving her for the long weekend, but she had a lot of fun staying with Krista. Thanks again for watching her Krista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2924032601794530326-1962421436254834466?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1962421436254834466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1962421436254834466' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1962421436254834466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1962421436254834466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-year-anniversary.html' title='3 year anniversary'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SrGr0ahdICI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ljiJTlTpL1s/s72-c/DSC00690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-434462514764936052</id><published>2009-09-09T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:04:17.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I went in for a dental check-up. I can never go in and just have my teeth cleaned and be done. A dental check is never a dental check-up for me it always has to include some kind of filling or drilling or something crazy. Anytime I have work done I always request the laughing gas. That is one of the qulifications my dentist has to meet. Must have laughing gas... check. Must have tvs in the ceiling.... check. Must be nice and a people person... check. Dr. Clint Iverson is awesome I highly recommend him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well I went in and listened to the hygenist talk, because obviously I have a million things in my mouth and can't talk back. Dr. Iverson checked and noticed a tiny little cavity and since he had a cancellation right after me they got me in right away. As soon I was on that glorious gas I felt like I was as light as a feather. The best way I can describe it is an out of body feeling. I am there, but I feel like I am standing watching myself get work done. They left me alone after he did the numbing shot and pretty soon I felt like I was a black ninja. Like I could fly through the air and karate chop. I noticed I was getting a little bit more loopy feeling, but when the doc asked I said no I'm fine. He put a little water in my mouth and told me to suck on the sucker, but embarrasingly enough I felt like I had no control of myself and ended up spitting the water all over and it ran down the sides of my face. Whats worse is I not only did that once, but twice. We ended up turning the gas down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A little later he asked me questions and I anwered back, but everytime I talked I felt like my voice sounded funny. He must have noticed by a look on my face or something because he asked me "do you feel like you sound different when you talk?" I said yeah rather dazily, then he told me that he always thinks his voice sounds funny when he is on the gas for any dental work, and not manly either. I thought about it for a second and then said "mine does." and then broke into a fit of giggles that I couldn't stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yep lauging gas the best thing ever!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-434462514764936052?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/434462514764936052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=434462514764936052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/434462514764936052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/434462514764936052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m addicted'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7320057688949372595</id><published>2009-09-08T18:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:51:12.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://0336BE6E-18EA-4DD6-BF22-7131AEE034C8/k0983815.jpg" alt="k0983815.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, serif; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So I wake up this morning bright eyed, bushy tailed, and ready for the day. I get ready, pick out an outfit according to what shoes I feel like wearing. Today it was my green and white ones with the big bows on them. I sit down and eat a bowl of the ole captain (captain crunch) and then realize, "Oh yeah, I was going to make an advertisement for an e-mail blast at work". I started making that and then before I realized it I was late for work. I jumped in my car and headed down the road. I called to let work know that I was going to be a couple of minutes late. Of course my first patient was already there and waiting, because they are better at getting to work on time than I am. As I'm about two minutes away I start going up a hill and my car has a blinking light that comes on and says off trac????? My first thought is oh no what if I go down the hill and have no brakes. I pull over to the side of the road and just think maybe if I turn it off and turn it back on it will reset or something. Well it wouldn't start back up. I called my dad, work, and Anthony. I did end up making it to work and after a poopy morning ended up having a really great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I did find out my problem. I ran out of gas. Surprise! Surprise! that would be my. Hold on let me count. This would be my 5th time since I have had a driver's license. I did get a lecture from my dad, which I wasn't to happy about, but I deserved. My boss came and picked me up and took me to work. I'm lucky to have such a nice boss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All my patients were awesome and I made awesome tips. I think all but one patient re-scheduled to come back and see me. I sold the crap out of the skin care products today. Like I said for having such a blah morning it was a good day. I had one lady tell me about her mom who is 88 and dying from cancer and only has 2-3 months to live. The lady and I didn't click right away so I didn't know how the rest of the appointment was going to go, but we ended up chatting and having fun. When I took her to the front to re-schedule and ring up her product she told the receptionist "that she will for sure come back even if it is to just sit with me for an hour, because I was just so dang cute" I don't think that lady realized how much she made my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had the best french fries from Gridellis and they make the best fry sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A sales rep came in and brought us Vanilla Bean Frappuccinos. The cute lady I work with named Kelly is my life couch :) Today's lesson was we take off the whip cream on any drink because that adds 12 grams of fat to the drink. I don't know what I am going to do without her for two weeks while she is in Paris???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well now it is almost 7:00 pm so my day is not quite over, but I will try to behave myself and not get in any more shenanigans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/282/45B884972BC19B12F249B5B006D2D08D.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7320057688949372595?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7320057688949372595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7320057688949372595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7320057688949372595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7320057688949372595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/09/really.html' title='Really.....'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-9038883654251292404</id><published>2009-09-06T14:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:01:58.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://03C65C45-974B-4DDE-94A2-674F32D5F496/clipart-bug-holding-a-leaf.gif" alt="clipart-bug-holding-a-leaf.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;10 Things That Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the toilet paper roll is put on the wrong way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realize there is no milk after you already poured the bowl of cereal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you have to admit you might be wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the gas light comes on in the car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking its a Thursday just to find out its a Wednesday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buying groceries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgetting the laundry is in the washer and it becomes stinky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A zit by your ear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washing your car just to have it rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you use the public restrooms and the toilet automatically flushes when your still sitting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-9038883654251292404?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9038883654251292404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=9038883654251292404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/9038883654251292404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/9038883654251292404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-random-thoughts.html' title='Some Random Thoughts'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3259596920032805555</id><published>2009-07-16T00:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:22:22.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Me</title><content type='html'>So I went to the Ogden Temple with my grandma today to do sealings. We were in a little room with only about 6 people in it. It was hot in this little room and I had so many clothing layers on it was starting to get to me. The sleeves on my dress were so tight that they wouldn't even budge to move them from my wrist. Well in the middle of one of the cute little old men talking I start feeling really light headed. One of the other sweet old men ask me "are you okay", well I'm a trooper there is no way a little heat is going to stop me. Next thing I know I feel my face color just drain, my ears start ringing, and then to top it off I loose sight and it all goes black. What a lovely day. Well a minute later I am out in the hall with a fan and searching for a drinking fountain. How embarrassing :) My grandma had to be the trooper and finish up for me. One of the old men told me at least you will have something interesting to write in your journal tonight. So I hope you all find this interesting. All I can say is at least I didn't puke that would be 10 times worse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-3259596920032805555?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3259596920032805555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=3259596920032805555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3259596920032805555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3259596920032805555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-me.html' title='Only Me'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6052865381018283529</id><published>2009-07-16T00:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:13:10.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Dream</title><content type='html'>So the last couple of nights I have been having these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dreams!!! Last night was no different of course. The dream wasn't that crazy it was just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So back in the day I used to take dance and had these amazing toe touches and leaps. They just came natural to me. I have always had this natural flexibility. Even today I could probably drop down into the splits if you gave me 5 minutes to stretch out beforehand. Well last night I had this dream that I couldn't toe touch anymore. I kept trying to do a toe touch, but it wasn't happening. Its like those dreams when you do everything possible to try and scream, but nothing comes out. Well I woke myself up from this horrible nightmare :) and now I need a dream interpreter to tell me what it means. Will I never toe touch again?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6052865381018283529?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6052865381018283529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6052865381018283529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6052865381018283529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6052865381018283529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-dream.html' title='Bad Dream'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-5067247421737462890</id><published>2009-06-27T01:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:06:13.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Denver, Colorado</title><content type='html'>It's almost 2 in the AM and I can't sleep. Anthony is deep breathing next to me and Choe is having a crazy dream under our bed. It sounds like she is barking, but more muffled. You know like when you think your talking in your dreams, but really it comes out all muffled and not real. Unless your my sister-in-law who full on talks and even yells in her sleep and did I mention also claps and cheers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was uploading some pics on my computer...... these are from when I went to Denver for work. Anthony and I had the chance to fly in early June 15th so we could play. Sadly the weather was a lot like Utah's so it was a whole lot of rain. Thats okay though. I love Denver I think it is so pretty. Everyone is so outdoorsie (is that even a word??) Everywhere you look someone is running, biking, skateboarding, walking a dog, or just walking. There is little areas even built in the stairs so people can ride their bikes down and bike trails all over the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got there of course it was raining. We stayed at the Hyatt Regency which was very close to 16th street. I think thats the right street?? Anyhow it is a whole street that is a mall. There is even a free trolley that runs up and down the street that you can catch, and the best part is its FREE. We rode that until the Cheesecake Factory caught our eye. The best part was it wasn't packed like it always is in Murray. The sun had cleared up just long enough that we were able to enjoy our food outside and then even better we consumed the large piece of Oreo Cheesecake with a side of ice cream. After all that food we caught the little trolley once again and rode it to the very end where we got off and tried to walk off some of the cheesecake. We ended up going to the Aquarium, but of course it started raining on the walk so I decided to run off the cheesecake (not by choice). By the time we reached the Aquarium we were both as soaked as the fish. Here are some pics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally wish I would have paid attention. I didn't know that he wanted a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVtDl5mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bu8kP9tjWks/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVtDl5mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bu8kP9tjWks/s320/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351909504955311714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony took this one. Look at the giant weird looking fish in the middle. Oh wait sorry thats me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVTkuckI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5ddC8qnQ92g/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVTkuckI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5ddC8qnQ92g/s320/DSC00443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351909498114961986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really get into the whole touching part. I just like to look, especially since my mom was stung by one of those :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVAHQS7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9Jx_zR8f_CQ/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVAHQS7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/9Jx_zR8f_CQ/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351909492891077554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What an actor. You almost think Jaws is really eating him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNU4UJpxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/a8lxW0MJRKU/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNU4UJpxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/a8lxW0MJRKU/s320/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351909490797684498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited they had an octopus. He was quite large and in charge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNUtN1gXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/W8g8pcM5RNU/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNUtN1gXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/W8g8pcM5RNU/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351909487818408306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to put this picture in. I took it and was so proud of myself. I think it looks like a screensaver or it could almost be a calendar picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMhXNGJqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OpRSIc_l6to/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMhXNGJqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/OpRSIc_l6to/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351908605736396450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony just getting a massage by a giant lobster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMhF4Ao7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/GNbL7lRTlmo/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMhF4Ao7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/GNbL7lRTlmo/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351908601084552114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony's favorites were the sharks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMg6FW76I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YbGkW9qns3A/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMg6FW76I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YbGkW9qns3A/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351908597919313826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't mind the wet hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMgjd9cYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PmIQ1Z44-dY/s1600-h/DSC00442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMgjd9cYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PmIQ1Z44-dY/s320/DSC00442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351908591848485250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMgW0uTKI/AAAAAAAAANw/4JL7feeUjQk/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXMgW0uTKI/AAAAAAAAANw/4JL7feeUjQk/s320/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351908588454300834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun time. If I ever go back I am eating in the restaurant they had in there. It was so neat. Of course it was a seafood restaurant and while you eat the fish there are lots of fish swimming around you in these ginormous tanks giving you the evil eye because you just ate their best friend, cousin, grandpa, or some other close family member. Sad story, but at least were not at the bottom of the food chain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day I had my workshop all day long. It was a fun short trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have another funny story that goes along with this trip, but its about Anthony so I need him to help me remember the details precisely and like I said he is asleep next to me. So I will tell you about it soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-5067247421737462890?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5067247421737462890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=5067247421737462890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5067247421737462890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/5067247421737462890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/denver-colorado.html' title='Denver, Colorado'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkXNVtDl5mI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bu8kP9tjWks/s72-c/DSC00471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1317910516930135748</id><published>2009-06-24T22:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:27:34.163-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Decisions Decisions</title><content type='html'>Okay so my hair has reached that point once again where you can see my true hair color growing from the root. aaaaahhhhhh I hate that when it happens. I'm getting ready to make a hair appointment, but for the last month I have been toying with the idea to cut my hair. My hair is to the point that it reaches my shoulders and I'm absolutely hating it. I hate the whole growing out process :(   So here is my question??? do I carry on.... or do I get a bit adventurous and trim a bit?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Victoria Beckham's hair. See if I did this I wouldn't have to cut short layers I would just have my hair cut more into a bob. That way the top of my head with layers can continue growing out, but the rest would actually have a style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkL7G12uOCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_Ej6Pyg2qp4/s320/victoria-beckham-melrose-428-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115402223958050" /&gt;but then again I look at Kate Hudson's hair or Reese Witherspoon's and I get a pang of jealousy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkL7UaSyj9I/AAAAAAAAANE/SoeRuW4SV2I/s320/080327-kate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351115635343658962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;decisions decisons. Of course when I ask Anthony he tells me that he thinks I'm beautiful either way. Great answer, but not much help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-1317910516930135748?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1317910516930135748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=1317910516930135748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1317910516930135748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/1317910516930135748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions Decisions'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SkL7G12uOCI/AAAAAAAAAM8/_Ej6Pyg2qp4/s72-c/victoria-beckham-melrose-428-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8459189133009279549</id><published>2009-06-20T19:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:44:40.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so HoT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://30175D40-DD4F-4B81-BDFF-DD556BA45C7E/ryan-reynolds-20050715-55176.jpg" alt="ryan-reynolds-20050715-55176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know that I absolutely am in love with Ryan Reynolds. The only reason I was excited to see Wolverine was because he was going to be in it. Oh and I was so upset when he was in it for only a short period of time and then in the very end his face is so ugly and messed up. I know I know it still showed him without a shirt, but it just isn't the same without his hot face and eyes that you could just get lost in. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Anthony took me to see the Proposal last n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ight. It was so cute I absolutely loved it. It was actually really funny and gives you warm fuzzies all over. Sandra Bullock is one of my favorites too so it was perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went out and got the mail and we receive Entertainment Weekly, weekly (go figure). Well guess who was on the front cover all rain splotche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d and ruined, but oh man still looked oh so &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good. Ding Ding Ryan Reynolds, and it only gets better I opened the next 4 pages and there were full page pics of him. Take a look at my handy work I hung it on the wall above my desk. I think Anthony is going to be excited about it too :) ha ha probably not. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sj2QPcRVZEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/nY_l-N_Ky0I/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349590527347352642" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8459189133009279549?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8459189133009279549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8459189133009279549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8459189133009279549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8459189133009279549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-hot.html' title='so HoT!!'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/Sj2QPcRVZEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/nY_l-N_Ky0I/s72-c/IMG_0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-7925517035809248251</id><published>2009-06-18T23:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:19:51.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence</title><content type='html'>Okay Okay I will admit it. I am almost 23 years old and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I still sleep with my baby blanket. Anthony calls it my "ethiopian" because it has been so manhandled. My blanket was actually my crib comforter when I was just a tot. My mom made it, and back then there wasn't the fancy 3D ultrasounds like they have now, she didn't even now what gender I was going to be so she picked mint green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well my blanket has been with me through thick and thin. After a sewing class in junior high I decided I would help the poor thing out, but in the end only made it a bit worse. But that hasn't stopped me from sleeping with it every night. When Anthony and I first got married I asked my grandma if she would put a new back on it for me because Anthony was tired of finding chunks of batting in our bed. Well my grandma kept it for a good couple of months I was dying!!! When she finally returned it she asked me if she had succeeded in weening me off of it. I think it only made it worse :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well when Anthony and I were in Colorado I snapped a few pics of evidence of his love for my blanket also. Of course he would deny that he even touches "the ethiopian" but a ha you can't deny a picture. And the court rules.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SjsfDrOis3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/0pYZDKSCvCM/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348903130436383602" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SjsfOrM-zVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ULzFYsjDUnk/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348903319408397650" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SjsfO6IgIcI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rBOlxDIO4f8/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348903323416142274" /&gt; he is a blanket lover!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-7925517035809248251?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7925517035809248251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=7925517035809248251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7925517035809248251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/7925517035809248251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/evidence.html' title='Evidence'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SjsfDrOis3I/AAAAAAAAAMc/0pYZDKSCvCM/s72-c/DSC00505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3189115781992706115</id><published>2009-06-09T00:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:23:52.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it all in a Name?</title><content type='html'>Okay am I the only crazy that has a hard time giving up their name? I was totally excited when I first got married to change my last name I mean I went from Elicia Bearce to Elicia Simon which is much easier. Its bad enough when people slaughter your first name, but its even worse when you have to listen to people slaughter the first and the last. So Simon was a much better change.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it is a much better change and I love being married I still try to hold on to anything that I can with my maiden name. Like my Weber State account at school I have to sign in with the name Elicia Bearce. My bank card says Elicia Ann Bearce Simon just to give it that little extra kick. My car was registered to me in my old name until just recently. I don't know call me crazy but I like the feeling of independence it makes me feel like I'm walking on the wild side. I think the real reasoning behind all of this craziness is because the day I changed my name I had to have our marriage license with me in order to do so. That made sense to me if your going to take on the name of a man you better have evidence that you are married to him. This is the real kicker though, the same day I went to the DMV to change my driver's license, but before I went up there I stopped at home and grabbed a little lunch and left all my paperwork at home except for my new social security card. When I got to the DMV I waited in line and filled out all the paperwork. When I got up to the counter they hardly cared about anything except to ask me if I had my marriage license with me. Does this make sense to anyone else? I had a social security card with my new legal name on it and they weren't going to change my driver's license without my marriage license?!?!?!? Well I left to go home and get the ole marriage license, but on the way home I called Anthony crying. Okay I wasn't crying, but I was on the verge of having a mental break down. I felt like I was lost and becoming a possession of Anthony Simon and had to show my paperwork that I was owned. Anthony was very nice and even told me that he would change his last name if I wanted him to, lets be honest we all know he wouldn't do that, but it was still a nice offer. Even at Weber State when I changed my name they didn't just accept my social security card they also have to have a copy of your marriage license. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the other day I was up at the school to take a test. I have been using the same id card since I started school so obviously it has my maiden name on it and I'm 18 in the picture and tan and have long hair. I used this card all last semester to take all of my tests, but for some reason on this yucky day a girl that was hating the world decided to tell me that my card was not acceptable and that she would accept it this time, but I would have to get a new card or bring in my driver's license. I didn't mean to, but I think I might have given her the look of death. I don't know where this is all going honestly I am just rambling, but I have thought long and hard about this and come to the conclusion that I love being married and having the same last name as my husband, but at least I have Elicia Ann thats two names that my wild independent side can hold on to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-3189115781992706115?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3189115781992706115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=3189115781992706115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3189115781992706115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3189115781992706115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-it-all-in-name.html' title='Is it all in a Name?'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-6277660856550337635</id><published>2009-06-08T13:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:13:39.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another dog post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't help it, this is going to be another post about Chloe. So Chloe has a nice big doggy bed that is in the corner of our bedroom. We are not that nice we don't let her sleep in the same bed as us and its a good thing too. Last night about 3 am I hear this dog awful screech come from Chloe's bed. This isn't the first time its happened, at least once a month Chloe has doggy nightmares. I really wish there was some kind of collar that would allow her to talk just like on the movie Up. I'm very curious to know what her bad dreams are about?!?! So besides the fact she woke me up last night this morning I found out that she had wet her bed when she had the bad dream. It must have been a very bad dream for her to do that. So I dare say dogs are a lot like children they even have bad dreams and wet the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://AABCB2A2-58C9-4620-8CFE-B2FBC2DA532A/bstn607l.jpg" alt="bstn607l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-6277660856550337635?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6277660856550337635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6277660856550337635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6277660856550337635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6277660856550337635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-dog-post.html' title='Another dog post'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-2087241753474146806</id><published>2009-06-07T23:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:14:03.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDaTE</title><content type='html'>hmmm what to write about? Sometimes I find it hard to write posts because I don't feel like I have very exciting things going on. You know just the norm. I don't have any young chitlins to write about and I can only write so much about my dog before I start sounding like some kind of crazy person. Well here it goes...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony and I went and saw the movie "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" last night. It was very cute. If I was a movie crier I definitely would have shed a tear or two. Pixar made a very cute love story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nasty&lt;/span&gt; linoleum in our hallway and kitchen (bathroom too if you want to get technical) there is a little spot in our hallway that it is coming up. The other day I was walking past that spot and it caught my flip flop and made me trip. Well that just opened a whole big can of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;worms&lt;/span&gt;. After that little incident I ripped up that piece in the hallway and then started toward another spot in the kitchen. Anthony came home and I thought I was going to be in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trouble, but lucky enough he just laughed. I have a very patient husband fortunately or else we would both end up in the looney bin. Well next month we are planning on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;painting family room, kitchen, hallway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new carpet in family room and possibly computer room if we stay in budget&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tile hallway and kitchen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new floor board in family room and moulding around ceiling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new couch -- I found two that I am in love with and can't decide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have said for the last two years that we are going to do all of this stuff, but we keep putting it off. Well there is now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; excuses especially since I just ripped up chunks of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt; linoleum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anthony and I are getting ready to go for a quick trip to Vegas this weekend. We are leaving Saturday afternoon and returning Sunday evening. I wasn't lying when I said short, but we have to get back because Monday we are leaving for Denver Colorado. Anthony is such a good sport. We are going to Vegas for an Esthetic Conference. Anthony is graciously going to walk around with me and be surrounded by 1000s of women and gay men. Then my work is paying for me to go to Colorado for a SkinMedica workshop so we are leaving early Monday morning and are going to play in Denver all day. Then Tuesday is my workshop day and then we come home that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I love to travel!!! I wish I could do it more often, but I will take any little trip I can get in the meantime. I think when I am old instead of putting Anthony and I in a retirement community well just sale our house and be full time cruisers. Just think of the possibilities. We would be able to go all over the place, have meals cooked for us, and have housekeeping daily. We would just jump from ship to ship. Then we could take breaks and go visit our kids and stay with them. I better implant the idea of the importance it is to always have a guest room in your house to my kids while they are young :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-2087241753474146806?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2087241753474146806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=2087241753474146806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2087241753474146806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2087241753474146806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='UPDaTE'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1662228546059924124</id><published>2009-05-17T15:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:14:18.501-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Ogden 5K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/ShCN9L0WQII/AAAAAAAAAL4/mSeJKfjSCYg/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/ShCN9L0WQII/AAAAAAAAAL4/mSeJKfjSCYg/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336921640717926530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahoo!!! I made it I didn't die on the side of the path. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday I didn't have any appointments in the morning at work so I decided to hit a body pump class before I came into work. When I was there the teacher asked how many of you are running in the Ogden Marathon? This is the first time I heard anything about a marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did end up making it into work that day and my boss asked me if I was excited to run in the marathon?!?!?! I'm not running I exclaimed. Well one of the nurses I work with is running the 5K I found out, and my boss had it mixed up in her head. Well I was only at work for 4 hours, but that was enough time for me to get talked into signing up and running the 5K the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For of those who are like me you will like this tad bit of information. 5K= 3 miles. (I should really figure these things out before I say yes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a regular runner in fact I don't really like to run because I get bored. I take body attack classes regularly at the gym and that is about as much cardio as I get into. Luckily that was enough for me to finish the 5K in 29 minutes. Well it was actually 29:56 or something like that. Since 29 minutes sounds better than 30 minutes I'll round down. I had so much fun though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to push myself and see what I could actually do. Our bodies are capable of so much more than what we give them credit for.  I'm not going to lie when I woke up this morning and got out of bed after one step I almost collapsed. My butt, hips, calves, hamstrings and the side of my right foot hurts, oh yes and my abs are very sore. Its all a good sore except for my foot. I told my husband I'm going to start running 3 miles everyday to keep my abs sore :) I'm a lot of talk though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend told me she is looking into doing the Park City 1/2 marathon in August. A half of a marathon is 13 miles . She said she is going to walk the whole thing. Thats far enough away that I think I could start training myself to run. 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Okay I'll admit I'm one of those crazy dog people, but I can't help it. I even made her a scrapbook page for her pictures. So here is Chloe sporting her easter outfit she has two floppy ears, well she has two FaKe floppy white ears and two floppy ReaL ears. If you look close on her bottom yep you guessed it she has cute bottoms that even has a pink tail attached. I have my very own EaSter BuNNy and may I say she is such a good sport. I'm almost scared for that real day to come along when I have a ReaL kid, and there not as well behaved as my little sidekick. &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SgEjaGdc45I/AAAAAAAAALg/Erj29HfmDYQ/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332582365101089682" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SgEjjXtbcoI/AAAAAAAAALo/vVbDxXWsqjk/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332582524350329474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; 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width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&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/2924032601794530326-6547853242594117214?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6547853242594117214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=6547853242594117214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6547853242594117214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/6547853242594117214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/04/try-jibjab-sendables-ecards-today.html' title='jib jab'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-8411554852142713087</id><published>2009-04-11T11:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:35:04.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sneaky</title><content type='html'>Let me start off by saying I am the worst secret keeper ever, and usually it is written all over my face if I know something good and juicy and I have to keep it a secret. Well this time the secret was about me. My father-in-law is the choir director at Weber State University's Institute. There are two choirs, one is the Chorolaires an audition only choir (this is the one he teaches) and then there are the Chorale this class takes anyone who signs up and generally sound like something you would here in a coral. Well since I'm the daughter-in-law of an institute teacher I get to park in their employee only parking, but the catch is I have to take an institute class. My husband works Wednesday nights so thats the night I decided to take one. As I looked through the registration paper to see what classes were being offered I noticed Chorale and got the giggles at how funny that would be. Then I did it I signed up :)  The first night I was there was horrible, my father-in-law saw me right away, so we had a little chat and decided to keep it a secret (I think he has a hard time holding onto the juicy secrets too). Well as the semester went on I continued to keep my secret and this weekend was the spring show. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday night was the dress rehearsal and as soon as I got out of my car to walk up to the Browning Center (where we perform) I ran into Tesse my sister-in-laws friend, well she is actually an adopted Simon because we all like her so much, anyway she asked me "what are you doing here" "I'm singing I said" "No, what are you really doing here" "I'm in the Chorale" followed by fits of giggles. The night continued on like that. I ran into Becca my sister-in-law and she asked the same questions followed by giggles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were required to wear black nylons (they kept calling them "hose" yuck yuck yuck, oh and I had to go out and buy some because I did not own "hose") anyway my mother-in-law comes to the dress rehearsals and all three performances. One of her jobs is to be the clothing Nazi. She came up on stage when I was up there and told us all how nice we looked in our black "hose". I was smiling and sticking my leg out to show her my black "hose", but she didn't even notice me. We practiced our songs and then I sat down in the auditorium and looked at my phone. I had a missed call from my mother-in-law and she had left me a voicemail. I listened to it and it went something like this.... "Elicia your supposed to be up on stage singing right now, there practicing, OOOh my you are up on stage" click. I guess Becca had told her that I was here and I was singing. Oh and did I mention she then came up on stage with a camera and started getting actual evidence that I was there and participating. At the end of the practice I asked her if she would be even more surprised if I had come out as a folk dancer, ha ha ha could you only imagine. (Kalee thats what you should do, I would be very impressed :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the performances went on like that, people being surprised left and right by my excellent secret skills. Although I would never admit this out loud I actually had a lot of fun being part of the Chorale. In the devotional before our last show my father-in-law asked who's first choir show is this? I raised my hand about as high as my elbow lying flat against my side. The next question he asked "who's last show is this? My hand flew up so high I didn't think I was ever going to get it down. So yeah I had fun doing the show, but in the end I think I like being an audience member better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&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/2924032601794530326-8411554852142713087?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8411554852142713087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8411554852142713087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8411554852142713087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8411554852142713087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-sneaky.html' title='I&apos;m so sneaky'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-2681176793114180542</id><published>2009-03-27T09:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:51:25.854-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>Zesty Minestrone Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Isn't it great when your a kid and you came home at night and your mom made dinner? Well in my case it was usually my step-dad, and I think I have consumed more steak and potatoes than a person should. Well the crock pot is the closest thing that I have found, that can take the spot of coming home and having a home cooked meal ready. One of my favorites to make is Minestrone soup. I found my Minestrone recipe off of a PETA website. For those of you who don't know what PETA stands for ...... People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.....I'm not a vegetarian or anything I just happened to read a book awhile ago called, Skinny Bi*c* (you get the picture) horrible name, but it had some interesting stuff, and it said to go to the website to find recipes. I was all for it because I love to eat meat, but oh man I sure hate to cook it!!!!!!! Anyway less about me and more about the recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Zesty Minestrone Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1/4 cup italian salad dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1 cup chopped onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1/2 cup chopped carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1/2 cup chopped celery (about one stalk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1 can (14.5 oz) diced tomatoes, undrained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1 can (19 oz) canneli beans or butter beans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(I use both)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2 cans vegetable broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2 cups water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1 tsp. italian seasoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1 1/2 cup small shell macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1/2 cup grated parmesan cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; dressing in a  large non-stick skillet on medium heat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Add&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;celery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; 2 minutes, or until crisp tender stirring occasionally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; into slow cooker. Add &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;seasonings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Stir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; and cover with lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; on low for about 6 hours or high for 3 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Stir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; for 10-15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sprinkle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; just before serving. Then eat and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;~Serve with crusty bread and a garden salad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-2681176793114180542?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2681176793114180542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=2681176793114180542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2681176793114180542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/2681176793114180542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/03/zesty-minestrone-soup.html' title='Zesty Minestrone Soup'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3872652812384274924</id><published>2009-03-14T22:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:09:28.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baja California Mexico Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Anthony and I just returned from our cruise. It was a ton of fun and it was nice to take a break from everyday life. We left Monday March 9th early in the morning just as it was starting to snow here in Utah :)  It was fabulous. Our room was on the butt of the boat, but we had a big window that we could see out of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so we left Utah and headed to Los Angeles where we caught our ride that took us to the Long Beach port. We boarded the boat and started our first day of non-stop eating. For those of you who have never been on a cruise just know that you can eat and eat and eat and then eat some more because everything is sooo scrumptious and free. I'm pretty sure Anthony and I each gained 5 lbs. or more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first stop was Catalina Island. It was so pretty. We signed up to whale watch. Right now they are mating and migrating. We took a small raft that held 13 people, sadly we drove around for 2 hours looking for whales, but the only thing we saw was dolphins. They weren't the normal kind of dolphins, they are big like an orca whale and there not friendly like the bottle nosed dolphins. We also saw a seal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we arrived in Ensenada, Mexico. We didn't sign up for any excursions we just figured we would walk around and go shopping. Ensenada is below Tijuana so I kind of expected that same type of city. There were shuttles that you could take to the city when you got off the boat for $3. We took the shuttle and on the way the shuttle driver talked us into taking another shuttle that would take us to the city of La Bufadora to see the blow hole. There was also shopping up there. I hate that kind of shopping all the people there are trying to get you to come in their shop and its constant bartering. I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was sea day. There was so many people from ASU on spring break, which means a bunch of slutty dressed girls that are so drunk they barely know their own name, but they provided a lot of entertainment. Besides that we saw a lot of shows, ate some more (24 hour ice cream), I gambled a bit... okay okay I'm an addict. Anthony ended up cutting me off. On Friday we had to go home :(   but of course we had one last meal there and shoved our faces full of food from the breakfast buffet. We ended up getting to the airport at 10 a.m. This is bad planning on my part. Anthony and I both have been on cruises before and the last ones we have been on it took forever to go through customs and get off the boat. Unfortunately I booked the plane tickets for 7:25 p.m. that night. So we sat at the airport the whole time. Anthony wasn't feeling very good. I kept getting after him when we were on the boat for touching every hand rail. They weren't stair hand rails, but the ones that are lining the hall, in the elevator, and so on. So of course he got a cold the last day. Since Anthony didn't feel good that meant we sat in the airport from 10 am to 7:25 pm. We could have paid $100 extra and changed our flight, but Anthony's favorite farm animal is a chick. They sound a lot a like cheap cheap cheap. Ha ha just kidding I like that he is like that, it would be bad news if we were both spenders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip was so much fun and I can't wait to go on another cruise. Its a great way to see a lot of places and not have to pack re-pack and you always know where your going to eat and sleep. One day I would like to do a cruise the Mediterranean cruise or a Europe one. I have all our pictures posted online you can click &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://s724.photobucket.com/albums/ww244/EliciaSimon/Cruise/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if you want to see all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catalina Island-- they park the boat off shore and you take a smaller boat to the island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGOSUOE1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/F6FmtIWlxBo/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGOSUOE1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/F6FmtIWlxBo/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269240383279954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is Anthony and I on the shuttle boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNxc0gOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/92_WFrL-_UY/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNxc0gOI/AAAAAAAAAKM/92_WFrL-_UY/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269231560982754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Safety drill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNl8xHBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xzrd0i6iOMM/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNl8xHBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/xzrd0i6iOMM/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269228473752594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catalina Island was really pretty. Fact: it is owned by Wrigley, you know Wrigley gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNHR0QsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SJWeFLCilDs/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGNHR0QsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/SJWeFLCilDs/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269220240540354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were half awake. This is Anthony and I at the airport in Utah waiting to leave. We were so excited that we laid in bed the night before just talking and giggling. We were like two kids going to Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGM0jZ6vI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/win8ETQU_Fg/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbyGM0jZ6vI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/win8ETQU_Fg/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269215214037746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the dolphins we saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aaf1e5e15dffe9e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf1e5e15dffe9e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330369475%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84EAF61449860E59E579DAB9830928E282933422.5272BBFE10E6100EA6EDB972EAB907976A27959%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf1e5e15dffe9e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D94rsYoB4srhaEq672lvDSengEXE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daaf1e5e15dffe9e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330369475%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84EAF61449860E59E579DAB9830928E282933422.5272BBFE10E6100EA6EDB972EAB907976A27959%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daaf1e5e15dffe9e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D94rsYoB4srhaEq672lvDSengEXE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; 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  font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Elise;font-size:44px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:Elise;font-size:18pt;"&gt;My new Favorite!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Lima Bean';font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Lima Bean';font-size:18pt;"&gt;As I was sitting in the airport Friday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Three Dates, One Night';font-size:18pt;"&gt;allllll daaay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Lima Bean';font-size:18pt;"&gt; I read over a friend’s blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Dalovely Damanda';font-size:18pt;"&gt;She talked about a cute website that has free fonts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'Pea Carrie Script';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Carrie Script';font-size:18pt;"&gt;So my new favorite is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'An Accidental Kiss';font-size:18pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 204); "&gt;http://www.kevinandamanda.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Carrie Script';font-size:18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Lou Who';font-size:18pt;"&gt;These fonts are so cute and the best part is their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Carrie Script';font-size:18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="  ;font-family:'Pea Bethany';font-size:18pt;"&gt;Free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Pea Bethany';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; 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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mLmGEPimlBk/SAkMBOHOOoI/AAAAAAAACxM/J7riKcqwgFk/s400/pureology%2Bconditioner.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soft Spot Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pureology Hydrate Conditioner is my all time &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; conditioner!!!  I try lots of products, but this one stands out far above the rest. I love the scent of this conditioner it has a lively &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mint&lt;/span&gt; scent. It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tingly&lt;/span&gt; on the scalp and gives me an all over clean softening feel, which is great when you need a little pick up for those early mornings. The best part about Pureology is they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; that your hair color will not fade, and if your a hair color junkie like me that will mean a lot to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-8672995369545352698?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8672995369545352698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=8672995369545352698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8672995369545352698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/8672995369545352698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/03/pureology-hydrate-conditioner.html' title='Pureology Hydrate Conditioner'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mLmGEPimlBk/SAkMBOHOOoI/AAAAAAAACxM/J7riKcqwgFk/s72-c/pureology%2Bconditioner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-3618947381975773726</id><published>2009-03-05T23:13:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:18:19.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;So I find myself writing blogs in my head all the time. Like today for instance. I was ironing a pair of pants for work tomorrow and my mind started wandering, but its not just going from thought to thought, well it was, but I was narrating my thoughts as if I was writing a blog. It's to bad that those thoughts couldn't instantly go into a blog for me. I was thinking some good stuff if I do say so myself, but now that I have time to sit down and type them up I can't recall what I was thinking. Sadly this happens a lot. I have grand ideas when I am in the shower, while doing my hair, while doing other bathroom things ( I know TMI... I couldn't resist though) while I'm in my math class, and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Today I have been packing for our vacation. I was excited before, but now I'm getting more excited, because Anthony is starting to show some enthusiasm. Don't get me wrong he wanted to go, but he was just a bit apprehensive in the beginning. Now that he is realized its going to snow next week and that he doesn't have to work he is more excited to go. Plus I have made all the arrangements so all he has to do is pack. (No Anthony I am not packing for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;I don't understand that boy sometimes. Guys say girls are hard to figure out, but I think guys are just as hard. For example the other day I picked up a flyer at the gym to run a 5K. I took the flyer home and filled it out then stuck it on the fridge hoping Anthony would want to do it with me. When I asked him about it he said he didn't think he could do it. I told him it was only 3 miles then I handed him the flyer. The first thing he noticed was its $10 to participate. He told me I couldn't do it because we should save money. That was on Monday night now its Thursday and I came home with a new idea. I saw a sign for a Swim Clinic at the gym. I talked to the gal at the desk and she said that it helps improve swim technique. I have always wanted to be better at swimming, there is only so much doggy paddling a girl can do. So I came home and told Anthony about it. I was pretty sure he was going to nip the idea in the butt as soon as I spoke. Surprisingly, he was all for me taking this class. Oh did I mention this class is $30. Is this confusing to anyone else???? No to running a 5K for $10 but yes to a swim clinic for $30.  So long story short does anyone want to come to a swim clinic with me? Its on March 14th from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m.. at the Downtown Gold's Gym. You won't get a free t-shirt like the 5K, but your sure to get a work out and a chlorinated smelling body and hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;When I was done washing my face tonight I used a sample of a moisturizer that I got from work. It was absolutely delightful. It was so silky smooth that I just couldn't get enough of it. This gave me an idea (this happened in the bathroom, I tell you this is where all my great thoughts take place) I want to start blogging about the things I like. I will call it ..... Soft Spot Saturday or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;So this week I witnessed a murder that happened in my backyard. Its a sad story. Monday I went to school and then to the gym to come home and find a half shaved tree. The church that is my backyard neighbor decided that it didn't like where their old shed was located. So they tore down all the trees and are going to build the shed closer to my backyard. So here is a tribute to the ginormous pine tree that used to be in my backyard. It will forever be missed not only by me and Anthony for the privacy that it offered, but by the many squirrels that ran around and lived in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Here is some random pictures that had the tree in the background. Look at it in its unruly glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbDQwgEPu6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TOzhpBlazk8/s320/DSCF1432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309973492329855906" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbDQwW2EewI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zDccEJ95SDc/s320/DSCF1430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309973489854479106" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Here is the sad pictures. The one on top I took through the back door that has a screen on it. If you look real close you will see a man in the tree. That's why I took it through the back door I wanted to be sneaky, and I for sure didn't want him to think I was taking pictures of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbDQvg0SCsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2SVZ628i0KA/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309973475351464642" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbDQwFpxd_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/T7KdzCfoDs0/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309973485239498738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;I had one of the construction workers come over today and apologize for leaving pieces of the broken tree in my yard (the remains had been sitting there for 2 days). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/82/49CD0BA18220598BB809856EA79D2E0F.png" style="border-top-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-color: initial !important; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2924032601794530326-3618947381975773726?l=justelicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3618947381975773726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2924032601794530326&amp;postID=3618947381975773726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3618947381975773726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2924032601794530326/posts/default/3618947381975773726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justelicia.blogspot.com/2009/03/bit-of-randomness.html' title='A bit of randomness'/><author><name>AE Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13186100814782974695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/TFYgqou25LI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-QOfpE4k21s/S220/DSC_0487_2_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WcgYe-kXNHE/SbDQwgEPu6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TOzhpBlazk8/s72-c/DSCF1432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2924032601794530326.post-1906109586726217281</id><published>2009-02-27T17:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:30:15.743-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft
