<?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-910254136637426852</id><updated>2012-02-04T12:57:53.527-07:00</updated><category term='IMAX'/><category term='HD-DVD'/><category term='Can&apos;t Take it Anymore'/><category term='still alive'/><category term='electricity'/><category term='flames'/><category term='Dark Knight'/><category term='fire'/><category term='weekend'/><title type='text'>A Girl and A Geek</title><subtitle type='html'>The McLean Family--Stickin' Together Since 2002</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5250814091993225072</id><published>2012-01-04T12:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T12:00:38.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys! Welcome to 2012. Before we get started with new stuff, I thought I had better get caught up on the last couple of weeks. We had so much family festive fun! Probably the best Christmas yet. I loved that we got to spend time with ALL our family as well as a lot of time just our little family.&lt;br /&gt;First up was the annual Davis gingerbread-a-palooza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SY5Jo71Bac/TwSURoziVYI/AAAAAAAACis/8pq0RqBZCFA/s1600/IMG_8726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SY5Jo71Bac/TwSURoziVYI/AAAAAAAACis/8pq0RqBZCFA/s320/IMG_8726.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna built her house with frosting-no hot glue here!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0TE9VXaqEE/TwSUX5Mb0dI/AAAAAAAACi0/mjS8ze_AvDY/s1600/IMG_8729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0TE9VXaqEE/TwSUX5Mb0dI/AAAAAAAACi0/mjS8ze_AvDY/s320/IMG_8729.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6npVj9Mmk0k/TwSUa6LAH5I/AAAAAAAACi8/bMFQosj5-7s/s1600/IMG_8730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6npVj9Mmk0k/TwSUa6LAH5I/AAAAAAAACi8/bMFQosj5-7s/s320/IMG_8730.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyspNwWJPvA/TwSUeYYaofI/AAAAAAAACjE/3wpagPF7LV4/s1600/IMG_8739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyspNwWJPvA/TwSUeYYaofI/AAAAAAAACjE/3wpagPF7LV4/s320/IMG_8739.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI3DUb8gcPw/TwSUixF7DjI/AAAAAAAACjM/y_245bpuCgs/s1600/IMG_8751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI3DUb8gcPw/TwSUixF7DjI/AAAAAAAACjM/y_245bpuCgs/s320/IMG_8751.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16PYpO9jCGE/TwSUpznh_YI/AAAAAAAACjU/Gtkk7po4h-g/s1600/IMG_8754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16PYpO9jCGE/TwSUpznh_YI/AAAAAAAACjU/Gtkk7po4h-g/s320/IMG_8754.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone stayed the night at the Chalet in Midway. It was cold, but no snow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQG94OGUUNM/TwSVbk6DT8I/AAAAAAAACjc/bec1VZqcAU8/s1600/IMG_8757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kQG94OGUUNM/TwSVbk6DT8I/AAAAAAAACjc/bec1VZqcAU8/s320/IMG_8757.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAxA2kUtXg0/TwSVe7RBKpI/AAAAAAAACjk/_szPXuGRtWg/s1600/IMG_8763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAxA2kUtXg0/TwSVe7RBKpI/AAAAAAAACjk/_szPXuGRtWg/s320/IMG_8763.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C1HEAeuCGso/TwSVjUdJ9zI/AAAAAAAACjs/OUMKl7291t4/s1600/IMG_8808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C1HEAeuCGso/TwSVjUdJ9zI/AAAAAAAACjs/OUMKl7291t4/s320/IMG_8808.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom and I made matching T-shirts for everyone!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu3i8DI9bkQ/TwSVlBzGcxI/AAAAAAAACj0/w1ApQV91jOk/s1600/IMG_8820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu3i8DI9bkQ/TwSVlBzGcxI/AAAAAAAACj0/w1ApQV91jOk/s320/IMG_8820.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all know I'm the REAL favorite.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHOrxkDjzwg/TwSVnMrtGKI/AAAAAAAACj8/mq0ieI4fBI4/s1600/IMG_8822-Edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kHOrxkDjzwg/TwSVnMrtGKI/AAAAAAAACj8/mq0ieI4fBI4/s320/IMG_8822-Edit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is nothing odd about this picture.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plCb2oq_dNc/TwSVpEEKuXI/AAAAAAAACkE/lTNytAaAtu8/s1600/IMG_8826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-plCb2oq_dNc/TwSVpEEKuXI/AAAAAAAACkE/lTNytAaAtu8/s320/IMG_8826.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom &amp;amp; Dad with all their grandchildren.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sou8tqZThMQ/TwSVt55oJhI/AAAAAAAACkM/pXBsa6v1cNY/s1600/IMG_8849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sou8tqZThMQ/TwSVt55oJhI/AAAAAAAACkM/pXBsa6v1cNY/s320/IMG_8849.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bill making (overflowing) wassail&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf9IuiQWnaw/TwSVwToThiI/AAAAAAAACkU/e9Llbtc7aC0/s1600/IMG_8854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf9IuiQWnaw/TwSVwToThiI/AAAAAAAACkU/e9Llbtc7aC0/s320/IMG_8854.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and I really loved the wassail!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWkf8kU9xQo/TwSVyiPhe2I/AAAAAAAACkc/800_H-uYsl8/s1600/IMG_8858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cWkf8kU9xQo/TwSVyiPhe2I/AAAAAAAACkc/800_H-uYsl8/s320/IMG_8858.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have a fireplace you must have s'mores.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ib5nZfaY0OI/TwSV5eF38wI/AAAAAAAACkk/JkxFf7LyXvo/s1600/IMG_8859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ib5nZfaY0OI/TwSV5eF38wI/AAAAAAAACkk/JkxFf7LyXvo/s320/IMG_8859.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5CalBVkPLM/TwSWB24TAqI/AAAAAAAACks/6et5re-Xyqk/s1600/IMG_8865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q5CalBVkPLM/TwSWB24TAqI/AAAAAAAACks/6et5re-Xyqk/s320/IMG_8865.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The talented Bryan and Brenda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p0L9q9sbPU/TwSWH0c5ZDI/AAAAAAAACk0/youvBW-5Xz8/s1600/IMG_8883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8p0L9q9sbPU/TwSWH0c5ZDI/AAAAAAAACk0/youvBW-5Xz8/s320/IMG_8883.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GwPy58xhqNo/TwSWLqUR5dI/AAAAAAAACk8/Nsh17QePuho/s1600/IMG_8926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GwPy58xhqNo/TwSWLqUR5dI/AAAAAAAACk8/Nsh17QePuho/s320/IMG_8926.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l62C-tuJJyA/TwSWQtkAR0I/AAAAAAAAClE/cfOBvYGzqWU/s1600/IMG_8928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l62C-tuJJyA/TwSWQtkAR0I/AAAAAAAAClE/cfOBvYGzqWU/s320/IMG_8928.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kent and Matt are building a Go-Kart.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KFCp8MxBU/TwSWS9mUc_I/AAAAAAAAClM/Dw-T_kf-Wtc/s1600/IMG_8929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8KFCp8MxBU/TwSWS9mUc_I/AAAAAAAAClM/Dw-T_kf-Wtc/s320/IMG_8929.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For Christmas Eve, I got this idea from my sister in law to make tickets for a Christmas light tour of the neighborhood. The kids loved it. We saw a lot of beautiful lights and drank hot chocolate while listening to Christmas music in the car. I think&amp;nbsp;this may become a tradition for every Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFzIRV24H1o/TwSWXEwxRLI/AAAAAAAAClU/FXArPCDlTwM/s1600/IMG_8930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFzIRV24H1o/TwSWXEwxRLI/AAAAAAAAClU/FXArPCDlTwM/s320/IMG_8930.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj6bux0upbQ/TwSWZftBy2I/AAAAAAAAClc/ZmLaI_WrtFs/s1600/IMG_8932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj6bux0upbQ/TwSWZftBy2I/AAAAAAAAClc/ZmLaI_WrtFs/s320/IMG_8932.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tppIOeXGmqU/TwSWhQEsjRI/AAAAAAAAClk/T5s_5vwIhw0/s1600/IMG_8934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tppIOeXGmqU/TwSWhQEsjRI/AAAAAAAAClk/T5s_5vwIhw0/s320/IMG_8934.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A7YiO2Ncbk/TwSWjySa-ZI/AAAAAAAACls/a_xCJQXQwpQ/s1600/IMG_8937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9A7YiO2Ncbk/TwSWjySa-ZI/AAAAAAAACls/a_xCJQXQwpQ/s320/IMG_8937.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmqf3FYvsOs/TwSWntknCQI/AAAAAAAACl0/U21z-RY395w/s1600/IMG_8941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmqf3FYvsOs/TwSWntknCQI/AAAAAAAACl0/U21z-RY395w/s320/IMG_8941.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73ps75L_K5c/TwSWsckNdiI/AAAAAAAACl8/enclV7zJ5-I/s1600/IMG_8948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-73ps75L_K5c/TwSWsckNdiI/AAAAAAAACl8/enclV7zJ5-I/s320/IMG_8948.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way to Rexburg to hang out with Kent's family we stopped at an Arby's for lunch. We all thought this sign on the door was hilarious!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Z0mE8-4Zu4/TwSWyrKNjPI/AAAAAAAACmE/6flks1B2Jm0/s1600/IMG_8949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Z0mE8-4Zu4/TwSWyrKNjPI/AAAAAAAACmE/6flks1B2Jm0/s320/IMG_8949.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Cj8GguCW80/TwSW4sBSPZI/AAAAAAAACmM/gpgpmULb07w/s1600/IMG_8955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Cj8GguCW80/TwSW4sBSPZI/AAAAAAAACmM/gpgpmULb07w/s320/IMG_8955.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New Year's Eve bowling at Fat Cat's!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GdCQby1OlQ/TwSW6ilI2SI/AAAAAAAACmU/FFjfVrSPbtc/s1600/IMG_8957.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GdCQby1OlQ/TwSW6ilI2SI/AAAAAAAACmU/FFjfVrSPbtc/s320/IMG_8957.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkdgzp3FsiA/TwSW-7DLBoI/AAAAAAAACmc/JzsEXSfJAZ4/s1600/IMG_8958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rkdgzp3FsiA/TwSW-7DLBoI/AAAAAAAACmc/JzsEXSfJAZ4/s320/IMG_8958.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my "I got a strike!!" dance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdVF8m614kk/TwSXBMmhIHI/AAAAAAAACmk/JkhqOH26eRU/s1600/IMG_8961.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdVF8m614kk/TwSXBMmhIHI/AAAAAAAACmk/JkhqOH26eRU/s320/IMG_8961.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_st_xVH25U/TwSXH2V5JbI/AAAAAAAACms/oWsfgFczJiU/s1600/IMG_8963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_st_xVH25U/TwSXH2V5JbI/AAAAAAAACms/oWsfgFczJiU/s320/IMG_8963.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjBm3cfazd4/TwSXNXivPDI/AAAAAAAACm0/sETVofN3wsY/s1600/IMG_8966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjBm3cfazd4/TwSXNXivPDI/AAAAAAAACm0/sETVofN3wsY/s320/IMG_8966.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These kids are gingerbread house experts!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVWIJRGo9Es/TwSXRS1-KcI/AAAAAAAACm8/G-Ef-MQunFs/s1600/IMG_8968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVWIJRGo9Es/TwSXRS1-KcI/AAAAAAAACm8/G-Ef-MQunFs/s320/IMG_8968.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6PnL4z3Dyts/TwSXhF67BJI/AAAAAAAACnE/7Bi5X__z1QQ/s1600/IMG_8972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6PnL4z3Dyts/TwSXhF67BJI/AAAAAAAACnE/7Bi5X__z1QQ/s320/IMG_8972.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the McLeans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abN6P0a6kmo/TwSXmsu7OoI/AAAAAAAACnM/XB0a8KAQKFA/s1600/IMG_8978.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-abN6P0a6kmo/TwSXmsu7OoI/AAAAAAAACnM/XB0a8KAQKFA/s320/IMG_8978.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's it! A pictoral account of our last couple of weeks. It has been such am awesome year, we have so much to be thankful for. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5250814091993225072?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5250814091993225072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5250814091993225072&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5250814091993225072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5250814091993225072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-wrap-up.html' title='2011 Wrap Up'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SY5Jo71Bac/TwSURoziVYI/AAAAAAAACis/8pq0RqBZCFA/s72-c/IMG_8726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7763807522580177101</id><published>2011-11-29T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:19:41.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November Zoo</title><content type='html'>The kids had an extra early day at school a few weeks ago, so we went to the zoo. I love going to the zoo in the fall because it is nice and cool, and there's hardly anyone else there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZTC_BKFAPE/TtWl9tsrbaI/AAAAAAAAChI/F78K_CNMExw/s1600/IMG_8628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZTC_BKFAPE/TtWl9tsrbaI/AAAAAAAAChI/F78K_CNMExw/s400/IMG_8628.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFsaNuHhEVs/TtWl6FIqCSI/AAAAAAAAChA/ikMKNTOLws8/s1600/IMG_8626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFsaNuHhEVs/TtWl6FIqCSI/AAAAAAAAChA/ikMKNTOLws8/s400/IMG_8626.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVyGtY-Yeto/TtWmJw3ssYI/AAAAAAAAChQ/nSs86iH6jhk/s1600/IMG_8629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVyGtY-Yeto/TtWmJw3ssYI/AAAAAAAAChQ/nSs86iH6jhk/s400/IMG_8629.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Finally got to see the baby elephant!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mliRyNh30Q/TtWmkAmlC9I/AAAAAAAAChw/zqzjGKM0OVI/s1600/IMG_8641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mliRyNh30Q/TtWmkAmlC9I/AAAAAAAAChw/zqzjGKM0OVI/s400/IMG_8641.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtiQmL0wFLw/TtWmg9NR55I/AAAAAAAACho/4WZGvr46Nzk/s1600/IMG_8636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VtiQmL0wFLw/TtWmg9NR55I/AAAAAAAACho/4WZGvr46Nzk/s400/IMG_8636.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna and Matt were the only kids on the carosel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ge_d2LXRMM/TtWmcjsYQLI/AAAAAAAAChg/uw3k6vR4k44/s1600/IMG_8635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ge_d2LXRMM/TtWmcjsYQLI/AAAAAAAAChg/uw3k6vR4k44/s400/IMG_8635.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSfE5vI0Q-A/TtWmyO1UdEI/AAAAAAAACiA/WK-NgBxUloE/s1600/IMG_8646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSfE5vI0Q-A/TtWmyO1UdEI/AAAAAAAACiA/WK-NgBxUloE/s400/IMG_8646.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTNHq-NMmwI/TtWmrf_SpsI/AAAAAAAACh4/E6sbLASXmWc/s1600/IMG_8644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTNHq-NMmwI/TtWmrf_SpsI/AAAAAAAACh4/E6sbLASXmWc/s400/IMG_8644.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb1m8q6OKOI/TtWm3DApJlI/AAAAAAAACiI/yAESO_8IzAg/s1600/IMG_8647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb1m8q6OKOI/TtWm3DApJlI/AAAAAAAACiI/yAESO_8IzAg/s400/IMG_8647.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had such a fun time, and it was such a beautiful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7763807522580177101?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7763807522580177101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7763807522580177101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7763807522580177101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7763807522580177101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-zoo.html' title='November Zoo'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZTC_BKFAPE/TtWl9tsrbaI/AAAAAAAAChI/F78K_CNMExw/s72-c/IMG_8628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-4439151339277100400</id><published>2011-11-12T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:05:09.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Field Trip</title><content type='html'>I got to go with Matt's kidergarten class to cornbelly's on an "educational" field trip. It was my job to make sure these four boys didn't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_-soM-wp2g/Tr76PmHJZDI/AAAAAAAACeY/LGnoT2zjpiw/s1600/IMG_8530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_-soM-wp2g/Tr76PmHJZDI/AAAAAAAACeY/LGnoT2zjpiw/s320/IMG_8530.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or put in the stocks. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ops0ScezK0/Tr76R4wAz4I/AAAAAAAACeg/SzXNeHvLjM0/s1600/IMG_8532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ops0ScezK0/Tr76R4wAz4I/AAAAAAAACeg/SzXNeHvLjM0/s320/IMG_8532.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIpnL5zKk-Q/Tr76TxOjg-I/AAAAAAAACeo/kmgA5QW1nag/s1600/IMG_8534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIpnL5zKk-Q/Tr76TxOjg-I/AAAAAAAACeo/kmgA5QW1nag/s320/IMG_8534.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjZ5x3t0RdE/Tr76V-bEXXI/AAAAAAAACew/R8bHWrP5Mfc/s1600/IMG_8538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiAttPVZ4Z4/Tr76mD1IHeI/AAAAAAAACfI/jyWMbDAzIsE/s1600/IMG_8547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiAttPVZ4Z4/Tr76mD1IHeI/AAAAAAAACfI/jyWMbDAzIsE/s320/IMG_8547.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAsOCMs9sGw/Tr76oatD_AI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7cjsP2HofCo/s1600/IMG_8548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pAsOCMs9sGw/Tr76oatD_AI/AAAAAAAACfQ/7cjsP2HofCo/s320/IMG_8548.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhWpRQ9f0E0/Tr76qxqOojI/AAAAAAAACfY/gSeKMdJvfyQ/s1600/IMG_8550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mhWpRQ9f0E0/Tr76qxqOojI/AAAAAAAACfY/gSeKMdJvfyQ/s320/IMG_8550.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pycCgJMUhw0/Tr76x12BUmI/AAAAAAAACfg/ixwtmsJykgk/s1600/IMG_8542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pycCgJMUhw0/Tr76x12BUmI/AAAAAAAACfg/ixwtmsJykgk/s320/IMG_8542.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think they all had fun and no one was lost/hurt/eaten by a snake-phew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-4439151339277100400?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4439151339277100400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=4439151339277100400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4439151339277100400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4439151339277100400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-field-trip.html' title='Friday Field Trip'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_-soM-wp2g/Tr76PmHJZDI/AAAAAAAACeY/LGnoT2zjpiw/s72-c/IMG_8530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-542721332436596633</id><published>2011-11-12T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:56:37.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Stuff</title><content type='html'>Sorry so late on these. I have had a couple of projects for church  that have been occupying my time, and blogger has been not so nice to me lately. So this first set is from Anna's 2nd grade program. It was held a few days before Halloween. Anna wanted to be a tiger for Halloween and this is what I came up with, and she loved it! (phew).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0rRAbXT5U8/Tr73QIbrShI/AAAAAAAACdY/9ox92Y2Shf4/s1600/IMG_8506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0rRAbXT5U8/Tr73QIbrShI/AAAAAAAACdY/9ox92Y2Shf4/s320/IMG_8506.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt saw this penguin costume in the hand-me-down box and he was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B92Ao29KNUc/Tr73RrbXfFI/AAAAAAAACdg/nfdeNG_1ajA/s1600/IMG_8508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B92Ao29KNUc/Tr73RrbXfFI/AAAAAAAACdg/nfdeNG_1ajA/s320/IMG_8508.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ8drWfrvV8/Tr73XTzeGVI/AAAAAAAACdo/plnEJGei3Ko/s1600/IMG_8512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZ8drWfrvV8/Tr73XTzeGVI/AAAAAAAACdo/plnEJGei3Ko/s320/IMG_8512.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNmlC7MBQaU/Tr73aK388tI/AAAAAAAACdw/aN0toFW4c6U/s1600/IMG_8514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pNmlC7MBQaU/Tr73aK388tI/AAAAAAAACdw/aN0toFW4c6U/s320/IMG_8514.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture taken right before the program started. Anna is looking cute, but check out the other&amp;nbsp; kids-ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwfhrOIfSGE/Tr73h1_DFWI/AAAAAAAACd4/UvJXl5A56Ks/s1600/IMG_8515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DwfhrOIfSGE/Tr73h1_DFWI/AAAAAAAACd4/UvJXl5A56Ks/s320/IMG_8515.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandpa and Grandma Mclean happened to be here that night, so they got to come to the program too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnBrroIwczY/Tr73mkZ_QcI/AAAAAAAACeA/voe-x-xjHjc/s1600/IMG_8517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnBrroIwczY/Tr73mkZ_QcI/AAAAAAAACeA/voe-x-xjHjc/s320/IMG_8517.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp; had second row seats, but I pretty much couldn't see any thing because of this guy and his need to record THE WHOLE program. Seriously? Who watches those videos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfC1sy0kA8A/Tr73rPtptiI/AAAAAAAACeI/EJCIzvFPOnE/s1600/IMG_8520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pfC1sy0kA8A/Tr73rPtptiI/AAAAAAAACeI/EJCIzvFPOnE/s320/IMG_8520.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anna and her best friend Eliza the butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2VvJcZ4yAA/Tr73xSsyvII/AAAAAAAACeQ/ZF-yQF7zyc8/s1600/IMG_8528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2VvJcZ4yAA/Tr73xSsyvII/AAAAAAAACeQ/ZF-yQF7zyc8/s320/IMG_8528.jpg" width="320" /&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/910254136637426852-542721332436596633?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/542721332436596633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=542721332436596633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/542721332436596633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/542721332436596633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-stuff.html' title='Halloween Stuff'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0rRAbXT5U8/Tr73QIbrShI/AAAAAAAACdY/9ox92Y2Shf4/s72-c/IMG_8506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7035726761756393433</id><published>2011-10-25T10:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:56:47.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Anniversary Fun Times</title><content type='html'>Today is Kent any my 9th wedding anniversary! I asked him this morning if he really remembers much about the actual wedding day, and he said "yeah, some". Very cryptic. One thing that stands out in my own memory is being very relived that he showed up. Ha ha! I mean, why would I worry about that? Look how cute I am! Plus I know about Baz Lurhmann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFy4UWpsZA/TqblVisZUxI/AAAAAAAACVE/4jcLNQxlALw/s1600/SCAN0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFy4UWpsZA/TqblVisZUxI/AAAAAAAACVE/4jcLNQxlALw/s320/SCAN0001.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since the big anniversary is on a Tuesday, we went out last week to celebrate. We went to this new museum called the "Leonardo". They have all kinds of cool art, and &amp;nbsp;science-y stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwmYBgSI3yM/TqblbLwMsHI/AAAAAAAACVM/psvb0dwV4Dg/s1600/IMG_8473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwmYBgSI3yM/TqblbLwMsHI/AAAAAAAACVM/psvb0dwV4Dg/s320/IMG_8473.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezgBSKR-rlQ/TqbldBaUeQI/AAAAAAAACVU/vz6QXT4WWAg/s1600/IMG_8478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ezgBSKR-rlQ/TqbldBaUeQI/AAAAAAAACVU/vz6QXT4WWAg/s320/IMG_8478.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOgkwft2TZE/Tqblf5_yeOI/AAAAAAAACVc/E9g_LnjA3Ak/s1600/IMG_8482.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOgkwft2TZE/Tqblf5_yeOI/AAAAAAAACVc/E9g_LnjA3Ak/s320/IMG_8482.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mofVtNDMDks/TqbliiK7ZbI/AAAAAAAACVk/Sio_JFbsj0M/s1600/IMG_8486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mofVtNDMDks/TqbliiK7ZbI/AAAAAAAACVk/Sio_JFbsj0M/s320/IMG_8486.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Kent trying out a prosthetic hand that worked by sensing muscle movements in your arm. Either that, or he's practicing his Dr. Frankenstein. "It's Alive!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfMsWNluRLo/TqblkjAkb4I/AAAAAAAACVs/miy_bcxQJgs/s1600/IMG_8489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GfMsWNluRLo/TqblkjAkb4I/AAAAAAAACVs/miy_bcxQJgs/s320/IMG_8489.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey! I was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V8jx8Fykhc/TqblmYeRjnI/AAAAAAAACV0/VUxcfTyHfl0/s1600/IMG_8492.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V8jx8Fykhc/TqblmYeRjnI/AAAAAAAACV0/VUxcfTyHfl0/s320/IMG_8492.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66CpcG7DNUw/Tqbln8XtMsI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZCbglHdMD2A/s1600/IMG_8494.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66CpcG7DNUw/Tqbln8XtMsI/AAAAAAAACV8/ZCbglHdMD2A/s320/IMG_8494.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Leonardo is right next to the Salt Lake Library, and you can walk up this stair case to the roof of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IwEOz9ClzM/TqblporsF_I/AAAAAAAACWE/gTF_xrKxylI/s1600/IMG_8495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_IwEOz9ClzM/TqblporsF_I/AAAAAAAACWE/gTF_xrKxylI/s320/IMG_8495.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-648G_xt5a74/Tqblqgr6XdI/AAAAAAAACWM/rbiM17cGcmY/s1600/IMG_8498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-648G_xt5a74/Tqblqgr6XdI/AAAAAAAACWM/rbiM17cGcmY/s320/IMG_8498.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBnVzWMczsA/TqblsKP42eI/AAAAAAAACWU/-FFh2XmkfaU/s1600/IMG_8499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBnVzWMczsA/TqblsKP42eI/AAAAAAAACWU/-FFh2XmkfaU/s320/IMG_8499.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course we had to finish up the date by eating much meat at Tucanos. Yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7035726761756393433?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7035726761756393433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7035726761756393433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7035726761756393433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7035726761756393433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/10/super-anniversary-fun-times.html' title='Super Anniversary Fun Times'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rFy4UWpsZA/TqblVisZUxI/AAAAAAAACVE/4jcLNQxlALw/s72-c/SCAN0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-461313221574324464</id><published>2011-10-16T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:28:38.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend in Eden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbF9CrKe2nA/Tpr3Le1CdgI/AAAAAAAACTs/mJ5F7nRve2c/s1600/IMG_8442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbF9CrKe2nA/Tpr3Le1CdgI/AAAAAAAACTs/mJ5F7nRve2c/s320/IMG_8442.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The McLean's had a condo in beautiful Eden for the week and we spent the weekend up there watching conference, and enjoying the beautiful scenery-and some&amp;nbsp;giant carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCuTmVGRfjw/Tpr3OEo-ouI/AAAAAAAACT0/AwP8WR_ocRw/s1600/IMG_8444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCuTmVGRfjw/Tpr3OEo-ouI/AAAAAAAACT0/AwP8WR_ocRw/s320/IMG_8444.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciYOOez6wFs/Tpr3VIXiwnI/AAAAAAAACUM/sMG1M_56HMg/s320/IMG_8452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NIllHBS5uQ4/Tpr3XzNukaI/AAAAAAAACUU/F0hDo9XMwds/s1600/IMG_8455.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NIllHBS5uQ4/Tpr3XzNukaI/AAAAAAAACUU/F0hDo9XMwds/s320/IMG_8455.jpg" width="320" /&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/910254136637426852-461313221574324464?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/461313221574324464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=461313221574324464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/461313221574324464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/461313221574324464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/10/conference-weekend-in-eden.html' title='Conference Weekend in Eden'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbF9CrKe2nA/Tpr3Le1CdgI/AAAAAAAACTs/mJ5F7nRve2c/s72-c/IMG_8442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5205888263102308695</id><published>2011-09-26T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:59:10.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.S. General Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vB7spkaQGfM/ToCSdDQ7tXI/AAAAAAAACTM/Uogq7xIqBVc/s1600/IMG_8426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vB7spkaQGfM/ToCSdDQ7tXI/AAAAAAAACTM/Uogq7xIqBVc/s320/IMG_8426.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Mom, Sister, Sister in Law and I went to the R.S broadcast on Saturday. I loved having so much company for such a wonderful meeting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5205888263102308695?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5205888263102308695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5205888263102308695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5205888263102308695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5205888263102308695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/rs-general-meeting.html' title='R.S. General Meeting'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vB7spkaQGfM/ToCSdDQ7tXI/AAAAAAAACTM/Uogq7xIqBVc/s72-c/IMG_8426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8445116818173245389</id><published>2011-09-23T12:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:38:23.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rx2ZQRcu1o8/TnzP__1_2QI/AAAAAAAACTI/3iXf3aKJVQQ/s1600/IMG_8416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rx2ZQRcu1o8/TnzP__1_2QI/AAAAAAAACTI/3iXf3aKJVQQ/s320/IMG_8416.jpg" width="203" /&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/910254136637426852-8445116818173245389?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8445116818173245389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8445116818173245389&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8445116818173245389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8445116818173245389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/boy-in-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rx2ZQRcu1o8/TnzP__1_2QI/AAAAAAAACTI/3iXf3aKJVQQ/s72-c/IMG_8416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1727976742542189593</id><published>2011-09-12T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:32:00.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Rock Relay</title><content type='html'>Curse you blogger!I thought I had you all figured out, then you went and changed. All these pictures are in reverse order. So with out further ado here's what I did last weekend starting with the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pic-H5_xygI/Tm7Jietaz4I/AAAAAAAACQs/dZP2Ri8fRWk/s1600/IMG_8400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pic-H5_xygI/Tm7Jietaz4I/AAAAAAAACQs/dZP2Ri8fRWk/s400/IMG_8400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our "kill" tally. This is where we kept track of all the people we passed. We ended up 56th out of 200 teams. Not too shabby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ySYpqsry4k/Tm7JilwRzAI/AAAAAAAACQ0/zns2CX-kP5s/s1600/IMG_8389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ySYpqsry4k/Tm7JilwRzAI/AAAAAAAACQ0/zns2CX-kP5s/s400/IMG_8389.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0EyjPslHok/Tm7JjdjgxfI/AAAAAAAACQ8/m0cuZxYK4yY/s1600/IMG_8387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c0EyjPslHok/Tm7JjdjgxfI/AAAAAAAACQ8/m0cuZxYK4yY/s400/IMG_8387.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Running to the finish as a team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NTBjoUF4a8/Tm7JjlKOiRI/AAAAAAAACRE/V3Oxe9WM9W0/s1600/IMG_8383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NTBjoUF4a8/Tm7JjlKOiRI/AAAAAAAACRE/V3Oxe9WM9W0/s400/IMG_8383.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After each completed leg you got a stripe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHvJtnDIIUE/Tm7JjxUtzDI/AAAAAAAACRM/i7-EEdXR1ZM/s1600/IMG_8361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XHvJtnDIIUE/Tm7JjxUtzDI/AAAAAAAACRM/i7-EEdXR1ZM/s400/IMG_8361.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Julie had to run up this huge hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbx7E7gPwF8/Tm7J8VeSv_I/AAAAAAAACRU/BFIbkMyP3Gk/s1600/IMG_8341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cbx7E7gPwF8/Tm7J8VeSv_I/AAAAAAAACRU/BFIbkMyP3Gk/s400/IMG_8341.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two guys from my team. The runner is getting sprayed with water-so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xriF99AJhLw/Tm7J8j8MSHI/AAAAAAAACRc/xAKZ0AZCflQ/s1600/IMG_8334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xriF99AJhLw/Tm7J8j8MSHI/AAAAAAAACRc/xAKZ0AZCflQ/s400/IMG_8334.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Came across this funky statue in the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fwtau2ZnLc/Tm7J87qdGlI/AAAAAAAACRk/ris6FQROgcw/s1600/IMG_8324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fwtau2ZnLc/Tm7J87qdGlI/AAAAAAAACRk/ris6FQROgcw/s400/IMG_8324.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my friend Darla running in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IE-1_gdsbR0/Tm7J9HEVjMI/AAAAAAAACRs/S8GXAifMZcU/s1600/IMG_8320.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IE-1_gdsbR0/Tm7J9HEVjMI/AAAAAAAACRs/S8GXAifMZcU/s400/IMG_8320.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was the team tattoo artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_x9G5cmuFE/Tm7J9TYfBVI/AAAAAAAACR0/prchpNMacns/s1600/IMG_8306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_x9G5cmuFE/Tm7J9TYfBVI/AAAAAAAACR0/prchpNMacns/s400/IMG_8306.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hail on the highway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_V0tw_yOSM/Tm7KRVZKLoI/AAAAAAAACR8/ls4C_-47mjM/s1600/IMG_8305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C_V0tw_yOSM/Tm7KRVZKLoI/AAAAAAAACR8/ls4C_-47mjM/s400/IMG_8305.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-avChjWTjK4Q/Tm7KR7wzQOI/AAAAAAAACSE/mfccYeqesAk/s1600/IMG_8296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-avChjWTjK4Q/Tm7KR7wzQOI/AAAAAAAACSE/mfccYeqesAk/s400/IMG_8296.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the runner exchange points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xczMTyJ68ik/Tm7KR5shE7I/AAAAAAAACSM/stIWGXbgKL8/s1600/IMG_8285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xczMTyJ68ik/Tm7KR5shE7I/AAAAAAAACSM/stIWGXbgKL8/s400/IMG_8285.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got to ride the ski lift to the start line at the top of the mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba_3Dv-lzE0/Tm7KSdd_OFI/AAAAAAAACSU/X6LrOEZlpAE/s1600/IMG_8281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba_3Dv-lzE0/Tm7KSdd_OFI/AAAAAAAACSU/X6LrOEZlpAE/s400/IMG_8281.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9unR-EraIo/Tm7KSk_z1NI/AAAAAAAACSc/YCDr1AnIKJg/s1600/IMG_8280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9unR-EraIo/Tm7KSk_z1NI/AAAAAAAACSc/YCDr1AnIKJg/s400/IMG_8280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8GymMVNRxQ/Tm7Km2nu4bI/AAAAAAAACSk/XcxWJIHokLI/s1600/IMG_8270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8GymMVNRxQ/Tm7Km2nu4bI/AAAAAAAACSk/XcxWJIHokLI/s400/IMG_8270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out by the fire the night before the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyJmeevtI10/Tm7KnM8XrYI/AAAAAAAACSs/pi7J9ocdvkA/s1600/IMG_8262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyJmeevtI10/Tm7KnM8XrYI/AAAAAAAACSs/pi7J9ocdvkA/s400/IMG_8262.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubWIRVsMwis/Tm7KnZt7IAI/AAAAAAAACS0/_Y_FNJ6W6rw/s1600/IMG_8257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubWIRVsMwis/Tm7KnZt7IAI/AAAAAAAACS0/_Y_FNJ6W6rw/s400/IMG_8257.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Packing up the van and checking out the shirts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's it. Sorry it was backwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1727976742542189593?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1727976742542189593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1727976742542189593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1727976742542189593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1727976742542189593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/red-rock-relay.html' title='Red Rock Relay'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pic-H5_xygI/Tm7Jietaz4I/AAAAAAAACQs/dZP2Ri8fRWk/s72-c/IMG_8400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2650201031953816812</id><published>2011-08-24T09:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T10:16:16.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotch Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only was Tuesday the first day of school, it was also Scotch Christmas. We decied to have Scotch Christmas because we had an extra McLean visiting us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9JAAQohmyk/TlUZsAK9J5I/AAAAAAAACOk/kOhReNAQXsA/s1600/IMG_8228.jpg"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644445951729674130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9JAAQohmyk/TlUZsAK9J5I/AAAAAAAACOk/kOhReNAQXsA/s400/IMG_8228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what brazillian bbq has to do with Scotch Christmas, but we went to Tucano's and ate much meat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we opened our scotch presents. Argyle socks, scotch tape, and a roll of scotch bubble wrap which we rolled out and danced on. Sorry, there isn't any pictoral evidence of said dancing. Just imagine 5 people wearing argyle socks jumping on bubble wrap to bagpipe music, and you've got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXqjJTM7JD0/TlUZr689ZKI/AAAAAAAACOc/HhSMSZ5GaFs/s1600/IMG_8230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 273px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644445950328792226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XXqjJTM7JD0/TlUZr689ZKI/AAAAAAAACOc/HhSMSZ5GaFs/s400/IMG_8230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheers everyone!&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/910254136637426852-2650201031953816812?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2650201031953816812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2650201031953816812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2650201031953816812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2650201031953816812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/scotch-christmas.html' title='Scotch Christmas'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9JAAQohmyk/TlUZsAK9J5I/AAAAAAAACOk/kOhReNAQXsA/s72-c/IMG_8228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1897884404612544494</id><published>2011-08-04T14:06:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:58:55.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>U2 Can Time Travel</title><content type='html'>Come with me on a journey through time and space...back to May 2011. Actually, let me break it down for you timeline style. March 2010: Kent buys Beth amazing birthday gift-U2 tickets!! yeah! April 2010: U2 postpones tour due to Bono's back problems-Boo! A year passes....May 2011 Beth shoots two weddings two weekends in a row, deals with end of school year hoopla, runs a marathon, and finally, as a reward for patience and perserverance gets to go to her first concert ever with her true love. Whew! Wow! that sounds like a great movie plotline eh?&lt;br /&gt;Kent took all these photos with this phone, since I didn't take mine.&lt;br /&gt;We took the train up to rice-eccles stadium, and found that we had great seats! It was a little bit cold but a beatiful evening. The stage is called "the claw" and it was pretty amazing. I won't try to describe all the cool things it could do, but if you're interested check youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnM0sVHMXaw/Tjr835-II6I/AAAAAAAACLE/hVWgZR9iraY/s1600/2011-05-24_18-37-43_283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095920992002978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnM0sVHMXaw/Tjr835-II6I/AAAAAAAACLE/hVWgZR9iraY/s400/2011-05-24_18-37-43_283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CocYj4WP490/Tjr84bpFUuI/AAAAAAAACLM/tF4wUb_u_fY/s1600/2011-05-24_18-39-56_385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095930030543586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CocYj4WP490/Tjr84bpFUuI/AAAAAAAACLM/tF4wUb_u_fY/s400/2011-05-24_18-39-56_385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The opening act was "The Fray". They were really good. I was surprised that all the seats weren't filled by the time they came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ncUQjjNGVI/Tjr84cz6EYI/AAAAAAAACLU/Myqm5Xw8_BE/s1600/2011-05-24_19-25-02_558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095930344378754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ncUQjjNGVI/Tjr84cz6EYI/AAAAAAAACLU/Myqm5Xw8_BE/s400/2011-05-24_19-25-02_558.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After "The Fray" was done the stage crew started getting the stage ready for U2. We had to wait about an hour and a half! But we had fun watching everything get set up and people watching people in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygItwmaYUeQ/Tjr8eExFIAI/AAAAAAAACK8/bIJocJGMbGk/s1600/2011-05-24_19-02-05_878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095477213470722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygItwmaYUeQ/Tjr8eExFIAI/AAAAAAAACK8/bIJocJGMbGk/s400/2011-05-24_19-02-05_878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When U2 finally came on it was awesome--and LOUD! Our home teacher had suggested we take ear plugs to the concert- and I was glad we did! It was so loud you couldn't really hear the music and the words unless you had the earplugs in. I know that doesn't make sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbQkZ0MMbjA/Tjr8d9eip6I/AAAAAAAACK0/wJ0oDnOaY3g/s1600/2011-05-24_22-23-50_535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095475256666018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbQkZ0MMbjA/Tjr8d9eip6I/AAAAAAAACK0/wJ0oDnOaY3g/s400/2011-05-24_22-23-50_535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The concert lived up to high expectatioins and the year long wait, and we had a great time! When it was over it was crazy trying to take the train back home. We were crammed right in the door way of the trian so that every time the door opened we would fall out! What a great night! Thanks for the birthday present Hubby, and thanks for going with me! Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKE2BI-WvAc/Tjr8dr66pZI/AAAAAAAACKs/6MSUa9Rl5PM/s1600/2011-05-24_18-44-30_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637095470543840658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKE2BI-WvAc/Tjr8dr66pZI/AAAAAAAACKs/6MSUa9Rl5PM/s400/2011-05-24_18-44-30_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1897884404612544494?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1897884404612544494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1897884404612544494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1897884404612544494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1897884404612544494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/u2-can-time-travel.html' title='U2 Can Time Travel'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnM0sVHMXaw/Tjr835-II6I/AAAAAAAACLE/hVWgZR9iraY/s72-c/2011-05-24_18-37-43_283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2584436139389850756</id><published>2011-07-09T11:44:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:58:43.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We spent this past weekend in Montana for the Christensen family reunion. I took A LOT of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NP2llzvlz0/ThjFXNXd03I/AAAAAAAACGc/0jQM5ELzOL0/s1600/IMG_7942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464736915182450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NP2llzvlz0/ThjFXNXd03I/AAAAAAAACGc/0jQM5ELzOL0/s400/IMG_7942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids and Kent went to test Grandpa's treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7Pe1rqIQmU/ThjFWwW00VI/AAAAAAAACGU/plQ6xeZdu9I/s1600/IMG_7945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464729127866706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r7Pe1rqIQmU/ThjFWwW00VI/AAAAAAAACGU/plQ6xeZdu9I/s400/IMG_7945.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9_X-5U8cmc/ThjFWspgUoI/AAAAAAAACGM/ns8upZ_Wy9k/s1600/IMG_7950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464728132473474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S9_X-5U8cmc/ThjFWspgUoI/AAAAAAAACGM/ns8upZ_Wy9k/s400/IMG_7950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutting hotdog roasting sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l411RF4xgjE/ThjFEfnK9cI/AAAAAAAACGE/xSv9OaZnKOI/s1600/IMG_7949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464415395378626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l411RF4xgjE/ThjFEfnK9cI/AAAAAAAACGE/xSv9OaZnKOI/s400/IMG_7949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osisu7j7tjs/ThjFDyy7nZI/AAAAAAAACF8/LVNG4pLArpQ/s1600/IMG_7953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464403365109138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osisu7j7tjs/ThjFDyy7nZI/AAAAAAAACF8/LVNG4pLArpQ/s400/IMG_7953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLe0sN9pjL4/ThjFDoFiO0I/AAAAAAAACF0/-CRz8BwNiLk/s1600/IMG_7954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464400490347330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLe0sN9pjL4/ThjFDoFiO0I/AAAAAAAACF0/-CRz8BwNiLk/s400/IMG_7954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FBWcfx8MJc/ThjFDO2h2nI/AAAAAAAACFs/U_M5i6fRutk/s1600/IMG_7955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464393716521586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3FBWcfx8MJc/ThjFDO2h2nI/AAAAAAAACFs/U_M5i6fRutk/s400/IMG_7955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0b1DB70ZEBw/ThjFCzMdfbI/AAAAAAAACFk/lB9-CCb5Fuc/s1600/IMG_7956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627464386292317618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0b1DB70ZEBw/ThjFCzMdfbI/AAAAAAAACFk/lB9-CCb5Fuc/s400/IMG_7956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fh600PGbaBc/ThjEpkf2ZjI/AAAAAAAACFc/vR3WltNW31A/s1600/IMG_7957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463952850380338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fh600PGbaBc/ThjEpkf2ZjI/AAAAAAAACFc/vR3WltNW31A/s400/IMG_7957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WXwKD0W-gg/ThjEpB4qyCI/AAAAAAAACFU/NePPYWTEjTg/s1600/IMG_7958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463943559235618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WXwKD0W-gg/ThjEpB4qyCI/AAAAAAAACFU/NePPYWTEjTg/s400/IMG_7958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group effort putting up the teepee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iaee3fgJPEE/ThjEo02wNoI/AAAAAAAACFM/oQvKr_xVeZA/s1600/IMG_7959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463940061542018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iaee3fgJPEE/ThjEo02wNoI/AAAAAAAACFM/oQvKr_xVeZA/s400/IMG_7959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gndHLG93nMA/ThjEokmZ1xI/AAAAAAAACFE/q59FAqpu2Nk/s1600/IMG_7960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463935697999634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gndHLG93nMA/ThjEokmZ1xI/AAAAAAAACFE/q59FAqpu2Nk/s400/IMG_7960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BHPNjnKZfc/ThjEoPr6bpI/AAAAAAAACE8/WmkVSxlJsGs/s1600/IMG_7962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463930083962514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BHPNjnKZfc/ThjEoPr6bpI/AAAAAAAACE8/WmkVSxlJsGs/s400/IMG_7962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lv5PAibWB-c/ThjEPwgoRYI/AAAAAAAACE0/5NiI409txH8/s1600/IMG_7963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463509398275458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lv5PAibWB-c/ThjEPwgoRYI/AAAAAAAACE0/5NiI409txH8/s400/IMG_7963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Ak9RrLtbs/ThjEPfbEoaI/AAAAAAAACEs/iATssO2jVio/s1600/IMG_7965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463504811565474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e-Ak9RrLtbs/ThjEPfbEoaI/AAAAAAAACEs/iATssO2jVio/s400/IMG_7965.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4OS4XUTkF08/ThjEPEV0aqI/AAAAAAAACEk/5iaKeeOK6RQ/s1600/IMG_7967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463497541773986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4OS4XUTkF08/ThjEPEV0aqI/AAAAAAAACEk/5iaKeeOK6RQ/s400/IMG_7967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvw4o5kwBjU/ThjEOpUGYEI/AAAAAAAACEc/ko87sPnWrH0/s1600/IMG_7968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463490286805058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvw4o5kwBjU/ThjEOpUGYEI/AAAAAAAACEc/ko87sPnWrH0/s400/IMG_7968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GstS4hE3G-U/ThjEOXFb0YI/AAAAAAAACEU/-rol1jXBoKM/s1600/IMG_7970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463485393457538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GstS4hE3G-U/ThjEOXFb0YI/AAAAAAAACEU/-rol1jXBoKM/s400/IMG_7970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CwO00YFUlE8/ThjD4px0dtI/AAAAAAAACEM/6rOvuvNkP-o/s1600/IMG_7972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463112454338258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CwO00YFUlE8/ThjD4px0dtI/AAAAAAAACEM/6rOvuvNkP-o/s400/IMG_7972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beaFfJve-Z8/ThjD4FUfi7I/AAAAAAAACEE/Tero1eCZpPs/s1600/IMG_7973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463102667656114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beaFfJve-Z8/ThjD4FUfi7I/AAAAAAAACEE/Tero1eCZpPs/s400/IMG_7973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Y9Av2fN2gI/ThjD3-bs52I/AAAAAAAACD8/X1nuPf4WnpA/s1600/IMG_7974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463100818843490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Y9Av2fN2gI/ThjD3-bs52I/AAAAAAAACD8/X1nuPf4WnpA/s400/IMG_7974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8p6uLdODrks/ThjD3g1DkgI/AAAAAAAACD0/lJAFUjQNgys/s1600/IMG_7976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463092872122882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8p6uLdODrks/ThjD3g1DkgI/AAAAAAAACD0/lJAFUjQNgys/s400/IMG_7976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2lfWLMyfVA/ThjD3G49b_I/AAAAAAAACDs/jKoxAHiFl0s/s1600/IMG_7977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627463085909176306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2lfWLMyfVA/ThjD3G49b_I/AAAAAAAACDs/jKoxAHiFl0s/s400/IMG_7977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWIle8PBYMo/ThjDVcatbOI/AAAAAAAACDk/SPA_jzgH2r4/s1600/IMG_7979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627462507572325602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SWIle8PBYMo/ThjDVcatbOI/AAAAAAAACDk/SPA_jzgH2r4/s400/IMG_7979.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLv7xxQkTG8/ThjDVNM25tI/AAAAAAAACDc/A17F8yzBz3o/s1600/IMG_7982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627462503487694546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TLv7xxQkTG8/ThjDVNM25tI/AAAAAAAACDc/A17F8yzBz3o/s400/IMG_7982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYfDo0UYi7w/ThjDU3ALlRI/AAAAAAAACDU/hv_WzV5AygI/s1600/IMG_7983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627462497528943890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYfDo0UYi7w/ThjDU3ALlRI/AAAAAAAACDU/hv_WzV5AygI/s400/IMG_7983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Ii-Tft81k/ThjDUUySLHI/AAAAAAAACDM/T0pmCGvvvYs/s1600/IMG_7985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627462488343850098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5Ii-Tft81k/ThjDUUySLHI/AAAAAAAACDM/T0pmCGvvvYs/s400/IMG_7985.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOUATjibO8M/ThjDUCEkd8I/AAAAAAAACDE/NYiyWoKXUfk/s1600/IMG_7986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627462483320272834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOUATjibO8M/ThjDUCEkd8I/AAAAAAAACDE/NYiyWoKXUfk/s400/IMG_7986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2gUMb-OuoM/ThjCufLLnTI/AAAAAAAACC8/Mgo4DIXb13o/s1600/IMG_7988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461838297603378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I2gUMb-OuoM/ThjCufLLnTI/AAAAAAAACC8/Mgo4DIXb13o/s400/IMG_7988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RG30SZ_lTOo/ThjCuK4gyoI/AAAAAAAACC0/KziufIzByCE/s1600/IMG_7991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461832850590338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RG30SZ_lTOo/ThjCuK4gyoI/AAAAAAAACC0/KziufIzByCE/s400/IMG_7991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0TCk1IjrECY/ThjCtkf28TI/AAAAAAAACCs/MfMycUay7t0/s1600/IMG_7995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461822546637106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0TCk1IjrECY/ThjCtkf28TI/AAAAAAAACCs/MfMycUay7t0/s400/IMG_7995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vBNU_Nawys/ThjCtX5VjJI/AAAAAAAACCk/sETxpahmog4/s1600/IMG_7996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461819163839634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_vBNU_Nawys/ThjCtX5VjJI/AAAAAAAACCk/sETxpahmog4/s400/IMG_7996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to take their picture, but they ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy9x2SCuAxI/ThjCtJfPHrI/AAAAAAAACCc/cZel1IKUw3Q/s1600/IMG_7997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461815296270002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy9x2SCuAxI/ThjCtJfPHrI/AAAAAAAACCc/cZel1IKUw3Q/s400/IMG_7997.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9EFnk4anno/ThjCQIv0DvI/AAAAAAAACCU/L1fD7bevzIc/s1600/IMG_8000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461316881157874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9EFnk4anno/ThjCQIv0DvI/AAAAAAAACCU/L1fD7bevzIc/s400/IMG_8000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tILfdiYo8uI/ThjCP6k3OnI/AAAAAAAACCM/tHq_AHmsIv4/s1600/IMG_8001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461313077131890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tILfdiYo8uI/ThjCP6k3OnI/AAAAAAAACCM/tHq_AHmsIv4/s400/IMG_8001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkV3EvwXAUQ/ThjCPX8_OhI/AAAAAAAACCE/K1xh1v3lY1w/s1600/IMG_8007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461303783078418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkV3EvwXAUQ/ThjCPX8_OhI/AAAAAAAACCE/K1xh1v3lY1w/s400/IMG_8007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627461301388094674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jve_qpUH1g0/ThjCPPB-rNI/AAAAAAAACB8/3FR4W3lqaYA/s400/IMG_8008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P19lGqiisrI/ThjBy8oFFYI/AAAAAAAACBk/P_E5NvxBnAM/s1600/IMG_8013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460815411287426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P19lGqiisrI/ThjBy8oFFYI/AAAAAAAACBk/P_E5NvxBnAM/s400/IMG_8013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_Fhltu8XII/ThjHjURHpwI/AAAAAAAACGk/gY3S2AgaMfs/s1600/IMG_8009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627467143949297410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_Fhltu8XII/ThjHjURHpwI/AAAAAAAACGk/gY3S2AgaMfs/s400/IMG_8009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7aYJvRmsr4/ThjHjh9qXYI/AAAAAAAACGs/uIF8JE3Uop8/s1600/IMG_8011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627467147625782658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_7aYJvRmsr4/ThjHjh9qXYI/AAAAAAAACGs/uIF8JE3Uop8/s400/IMG_8011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ws8p4FCrNM/ThjByvrOMSI/AAAAAAAACBc/FtIGK1V8JMg/s1600/IMG_8017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460811934806306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ws8p4FCrNM/ThjByvrOMSI/AAAAAAAACBc/FtIGK1V8JMg/s400/IMG_8017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8dmo2NoYg/ThjByc0Kb-I/AAAAAAAACBU/b0-8xfZ3TwE/s1600/IMG_8020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460806872035298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2w8dmo2NoYg/ThjByc0Kb-I/AAAAAAAACBU/b0-8xfZ3TwE/s400/IMG_8020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiUVZuY_kHQ/ThjByKsPb_I/AAAAAAAACBM/UvryQHQ2MTs/s1600/IMG_8022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460802006970354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tiUVZuY_kHQ/ThjByKsPb_I/AAAAAAAACBM/UvryQHQ2MTs/s400/IMG_8022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvoWxDRGObg/ThjBRpMPE-I/AAAAAAAACBE/jys8uLql_BQ/s1600/IMG_8026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460243258545122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvoWxDRGObg/ThjBRpMPE-I/AAAAAAAACBE/jys8uLql_BQ/s400/IMG_8026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The comedic entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F456vMSlu-w/ThjBRRmSmBI/AAAAAAAACA8/mTMVZ07nfKE/s1600/IMG_8029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460236925376530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F456vMSlu-w/ThjBRRmSmBI/AAAAAAAACA8/mTMVZ07nfKE/s400/IMG_8029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqoIPMewuB8/ThjBRN_sCdI/AAAAAAAACA0/CpSiMA1YxAc/s1600/IMG_8031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460235958159826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqoIPMewuB8/ThjBRN_sCdI/AAAAAAAACA0/CpSiMA1YxAc/s400/IMG_8031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSrSErgsPG0/ThjBQkAW5QI/AAAAAAAACAs/Ep79OOsz58A/s1600/IMG_8033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460224686679298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSrSErgsPG0/ThjBQkAW5QI/AAAAAAAACAs/Ep79OOsz58A/s400/IMG_8033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O74sKLQNqU4/ThjBQQyAWcI/AAAAAAAACAk/OujkxaaWzbc/s1600/IMG_8034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627460219526207938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O74sKLQNqU4/ThjBQQyAWcI/AAAAAAAACAk/OujkxaaWzbc/s400/IMG_8034.jpg" /&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/910254136637426852-2584436139389850756?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2584436139389850756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2584436139389850756&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2584436139389850756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2584436139389850756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NP2llzvlz0/ThjFXNXd03I/AAAAAAAACGc/0jQM5ELzOL0/s72-c/IMG_7942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-9148136467100360848</id><published>2011-06-23T08:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:56:04.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just a few pictures of what our summer has been like so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsGMkZaNTBU/TgNS8yRC2VI/AAAAAAAAB7I/2NoC7DtDZfM/s1600/IMG_7899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427964127402322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsGMkZaNTBU/TgNS8yRC2VI/AAAAAAAAB7I/2NoC7DtDZfM/s320/IMG_7899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Anna rode ponies at the Saratoga Splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJXOmdcyaE4/TgNS8qTDVoI/AAAAAAAAB7A/IAX-W14Nqdo/s1600/IMG_7900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427961988339330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YJXOmdcyaE4/TgNS8qTDVoI/AAAAAAAAB7A/IAX-W14Nqdo/s320/IMG_7900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they got some fancy balloons. We love the Saratoga Splash because all this fun stuff is in the park right behind our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWiXmS5LZ00/TgNS8D5oLDI/AAAAAAAAB64/KC4QUxYEc-Q/s1600/IMG_7902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427951681154098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWiXmS5LZ00/TgNS8D5oLDI/AAAAAAAAB64/KC4QUxYEc-Q/s320/IMG_7902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frisbee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpW1Pe43QGc/TgNS791zsKI/AAAAAAAAB6w/FxcYyLffC54/s1600/IMG_7905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427950054518946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpW1Pe43QGc/TgNS791zsKI/AAAAAAAAB6w/FxcYyLffC54/s320/IMG_7905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eno0XMoUpF0/TgNS7sLSi8I/AAAAAAAAB6o/tAbzF89l4iM/s1600/IMG_7909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427945312783298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eno0XMoUpF0/TgNS7sLSi8I/AAAAAAAAB6o/tAbzF89l4iM/s320/IMG_7909.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather is just starting to heat up here so there should be lots more summery stuff to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-9148136467100360848?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9148136467100360848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=9148136467100360848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9148136467100360848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9148136467100360848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-stuff.html' title='Summer Stuff'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsGMkZaNTBU/TgNS8yRC2VI/AAAAAAAAB7I/2NoC7DtDZfM/s72-c/IMG_7899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-343038234836686120</id><published>2011-06-05T20:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T20:49:02.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whew! It has been a non-lazy crazy month of May! Here's a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wcb2sVaArI/Tew7pErCzYI/AAAAAAAAB5E/G2d6OsYLOVQ/s1600/May17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 205px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928412239121794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wcb2sVaArI/Tew7pErCzYI/AAAAAAAAB5E/G2d6OsYLOVQ/s320/May17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew turned 5! It was a great day. Grandpa and Grandma Davis came over as well as some aunts an uncles to eat his dinosaur birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CtHEkQKFdkU/Tew7ogGDayI/AAAAAAAAB48/CSljOOs3gIo/s1600/May172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928402420296482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CtHEkQKFdkU/Tew7ogGDayI/AAAAAAAAB48/CSljOOs3gIo/s320/May172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PcZaxoT6c5c/Tew7oaze_6I/AAAAAAAAB40/K6oyxKOYlfQ/s1600/May173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928401000234914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PcZaxoT6c5c/Tew7oaze_6I/AAAAAAAAB40/K6oyxKOYlfQ/s320/May173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFRXL_tsKHo/Tew7SUNwc7I/AAAAAAAAB4s/Y_Hy06mCxQI/s1600/May175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928021274260402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFRXL_tsKHo/Tew7SUNwc7I/AAAAAAAAB4s/Y_Hy06mCxQI/s320/May175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran my third Ogden marathon. While I was disappointed in my time, it was a beautiful day and I was so glad my cheering squad came to support me-thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928019003701186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rh2_220RqE/Tew7SLwad8I/AAAAAAAAB4k/zwOK-7cRJfg/s320/129.JPG" /&gt;Anna and Matt participated in the kids K race. That's my sister Sarah running with them since I was NOT running one more step that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SLccTTTINU/Tew7RzmS5cI/AAAAAAAAB4c/ID7Wm19OBTc/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928012518811074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8SLccTTTINU/Tew7RzmS5cI/AAAAAAAAB4c/ID7Wm19OBTc/s320/136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xTUJqL3EMo/Tew7Rlue_6I/AAAAAAAAB4U/TFgHj3yGVZ0/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928008795062178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xTUJqL3EMo/Tew7Rlue_6I/AAAAAAAAB4U/TFgHj3yGVZ0/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday was Anna's last day of 1st grade. She has done so well this year and has really loved her teacher, Mrs. Penrod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXg_MJ391pc/Tew7RbAg9gI/AAAAAAAAB4M/DJhz5jcRcDY/s1600/June3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614928005917898242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXg_MJ391pc/Tew7RbAg9gI/AAAAAAAAB4M/DJhz5jcRcDY/s320/June3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-343038234836686120?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/343038234836686120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=343038234836686120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/343038234836686120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/343038234836686120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/06/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing Catch Up'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wcb2sVaArI/Tew7pErCzYI/AAAAAAAAB5E/G2d6OsYLOVQ/s72-c/May17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1837558252746890843</id><published>2011-05-15T20:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:44:26.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt's 5th Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We had Matt's 5th birthday party yesterday, and I think everyone had fun!&lt;br /&gt;Probably the coolest part was making the erupting volcano's! Yeah for baking soda and vinegar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwUieB5rsDg/TdCNNzuOGlI/AAAAAAAAB2o/BXWGvgG1JHw/s1600/IMG_7523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136804438153810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwUieB5rsDg/TdCNNzuOGlI/AAAAAAAAB2o/BXWGvgG1JHw/s320/IMG_7523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had a dino egg hunt, dinosaur freeze tag and a pinata which I did not get any pictures of because they smashed it so fast! (You'd think if you spend ten bucks on something it could entertain 8 kids longer than three minutes!) Anna was the only girl at the party, and as you can see, she's really excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIfoJDilkk/TdCOSNKal1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/4hLExLnK3Dc/s1600/IMG_7526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607137979498403666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIfoJDilkk/TdCOSNKal1I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/4hLExLnK3Dc/s320/IMG_7526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0lRIMMa6hY/TdCNO9jLqpI/AAAAAAAAB3I/0qbd3iTb60c/s1600/IMG_7529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136824256080530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z0lRIMMa6hY/TdCNO9jLqpI/AAAAAAAAB3I/0qbd3iTb60c/s320/IMG_7529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXMYe77CYLo/TdCNOnpVTII/AAAAAAAAB3A/H4NDAdXd7RE/s1600/IMG_7532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136818376297602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXMYe77CYLo/TdCNOnpVTII/AAAAAAAAB3A/H4NDAdXd7RE/s320/IMG_7532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Happy Bir-th-day tooooo YOOOOUUUU!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcjt7LZWCHM/TdCNOQpLm2I/AAAAAAAAB24/OVMXgNjGDQw/s1600/IMG_7533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136812201646946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hcjt7LZWCHM/TdCNOQpLm2I/AAAAAAAAB24/OVMXgNjGDQw/s320/IMG_7533.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyEfBj9pCEY/TdCNOMEbDQI/AAAAAAAAB2w/94FVkxeFoCA/s1600/IMG_7535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607136810973728002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyEfBj9pCEY/TdCNOMEbDQI/AAAAAAAAB2w/94FVkxeFoCA/s320/IMG_7535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1837558252746890843?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1837558252746890843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1837558252746890843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1837558252746890843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1837558252746890843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/matts-5th-birthday-party.html' title='Matt&apos;s 5th Birthday Party'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwUieB5rsDg/TdCNNzuOGlI/AAAAAAAAB2o/BXWGvgG1JHw/s72-c/IMG_7523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3403788392807230200</id><published>2011-04-25T12:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:54:52.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridals&amp;Groomals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A33tiUQNcB8/TbXEymf02xI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/hGz_N-PN2Ro/s1600/IMG_6493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599598085311617810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A33tiUQNcB8/TbXEymf02xI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/hGz_N-PN2Ro/s320/IMG_6493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little bro Danny and his fiance Carissa are getting married in a little under 2 weeks! They wanted to take a few pre-wedding pictures so they could enjoy the actual wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/910254136637426852-3403788392807230200?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3403788392807230200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3403788392807230200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3403788392807230200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3403788392807230200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/bridals.html' title='Bridals&amp;Groomals'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A33tiUQNcB8/TbXEymf02xI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/hGz_N-PN2Ro/s72-c/IMG_6493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8163236622833265476</id><published>2011-04-17T19:40:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:14:25.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break in MT</title><content type='html'>We had a really fun week in Montana with the "far away Grandma and Grandpa". Here's a few pictures from the trip. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6q1X7NJie8U/TauXXZmKXaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/RTvffWBttJE/s1600/Montana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733390201707938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6q1X7NJie8U/TauXXZmKXaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/RTvffWBttJE/s320/Montana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids helped Grandpa plant some onions in his garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7UKlbFS-44/TauXW43p5_I/AAAAAAAAB2A/Mngz8Vqf8V8/s1600/Montana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733381416708082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7UKlbFS-44/TauXW43p5_I/AAAAAAAAB2A/Mngz8Vqf8V8/s320/Montana2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited some pet buffalo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPKisglKoLs/TauXK-MDquI/AAAAAAAAB14/Yy66SoCF5Kk/s1600/Montana3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733176686029538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPKisglKoLs/TauXK-MDquI/AAAAAAAAB14/Yy66SoCF5Kk/s320/Montana3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And fed some ducks at the duck pond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OfXdCoARF0/TauXKkVVxGI/AAAAAAAAB1w/5hCAH4XXxF0/s1600/Montana4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733169745642594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OfXdCoARF0/TauXKkVVxGI/AAAAAAAAB1w/5hCAH4XXxF0/s320/Montana4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0T8FQv7pbgk/TauXKLzxILI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mH85PoDARPo/s1600/Montana5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733163162378418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0T8FQv7pbgk/TauXKLzxILI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mH85PoDARPo/s320/Montana5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing at the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXXrNYDNXa8/TauXJ9bzFLI/AAAAAAAAB1g/aJT4zwNB-yI/s1600/Montana6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733159303746738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXXrNYDNXa8/TauXJ9bzFLI/AAAAAAAAB1g/aJT4zwNB-yI/s320/Montana6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPK2Ih-jz0Y/TauXJslp9EI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/vDTKzQ2G0w0/s1600/Montana7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596733154781688898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPK2Ih-jz0Y/TauXJslp9EI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/vDTKzQ2G0w0/s320/Montana7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUgxmBdtyYY/TauW4l-DFNI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/qRrAc_YC-c0/s1600/Montana8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732860947174610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fUgxmBdtyYY/TauW4l-DFNI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/qRrAc_YC-c0/s320/Montana8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b12kz35kguE/TauW4S8T47I/AAAAAAAAB1I/iB622k8d3zM/s1600/Montana9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732855839613874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b12kz35kguE/TauW4S8T47I/AAAAAAAAB1I/iB622k8d3zM/s320/Montana9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTokGjjsn-k/TauW4DBFnEI/AAAAAAAAB1A/m7orDPls3hw/s1600/Montana10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732851564682306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTokGjjsn-k/TauW4DBFnEI/AAAAAAAAB1A/m7orDPls3hw/s320/Montana10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbUzszv6dCk/TauW3tgIXlI/AAAAAAAAB04/jBe2GnvexJg/s1600/Montana11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732845789306450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbUzszv6dCk/TauW3tgIXlI/AAAAAAAAB04/jBe2GnvexJg/s320/Montana11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dying Easter eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IICiljUNfcA/TauW3TcqWnI/AAAAAAAAB0w/APD2yWzHfzs/s1600/Montana12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596732838795434610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IICiljUNfcA/TauW3TcqWnI/AAAAAAAAB0w/APD2yWzHfzs/s320/Montana12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8163236622833265476?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8163236622833265476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8163236622833265476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8163236622833265476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8163236622833265476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-in-mt.html' title='Spring Break in MT'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6q1X7NJie8U/TauXXZmKXaI/AAAAAAAAB2I/RTvffWBttJE/s72-c/Montana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6394720655970821412</id><published>2011-04-04T08:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:49:47.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasey's  Bridals</title><content type='html'>I shot these bridals last week at the state capitol building. Pretty fun. What do you guys think, do you like the look, or do they look too photoshopped? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjbWd7qrf68/TZnZ05i5NhI/AAAAAAAAB0o/OV9MFOBnYnw/s1600/IMG_6401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591739915180783122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjbWd7qrf68/TZnZ05i5NhI/AAAAAAAAB0o/OV9MFOBnYnw/s320/IMG_6401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNU2FIgjnDA/TZnZ0CISZLI/AAAAAAAAB0g/-ttOfwOviCo/s1600/IMG_6391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591739900305237170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MNU2FIgjnDA/TZnZ0CISZLI/AAAAAAAAB0g/-ttOfwOviCo/s320/IMG_6391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6394720655970821412?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6394720655970821412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6394720655970821412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6394720655970821412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6394720655970821412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/04/kaseys-bridals.html' title='Kasey&apos;s  Bridals'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjbWd7qrf68/TZnZ05i5NhI/AAAAAAAAB0o/OV9MFOBnYnw/s72-c/IMG_6401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6919447467196983757</id><published>2011-03-14T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:34:29.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Quilt</title><content type='html'>For my birthday this year my Mom gave me my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completed&lt;/span&gt; wedding quilt! I picked the pattern and fabrics out years ago, and she did a beautiful job on it! I am so happy to have it, and am amazed at all the work that went into making it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLgXtdIp0D4/TX75BpwaEpI/AAAAAAAABu4/W5_kg9CopDc/s1600/Quilt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584174394770068114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLgXtdIp0D4/TX75BpwaEpI/AAAAAAAABu4/W5_kg9CopDc/s320/Quilt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyJveiBC-Fk/TX75Bc7_PmI/AAAAAAAABuw/7DuPYCr7A04/s1600/Quilt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584174391328980578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyJveiBC-Fk/TX75Bc7_PmI/AAAAAAAABuw/7DuPYCr7A04/s320/Quilt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36vHrbnR6mk/TX75BDjq5cI/AAAAAAAABuo/5atu2-URlwE/s1600/Quilt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584174384516097474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-36vHrbnR6mk/TX75BDjq5cI/AAAAAAAABuo/5atu2-URlwE/s320/Quilt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the quilting! She did this on her sewing machine. This quilt is so huge, it must have taken forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_p_Y3KiloQ/TX75A3CHVFI/AAAAAAAABug/jEqn7r5JJx0/s1600/Quilt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584174381154128978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_p_Y3KiloQ/TX75A3CHVFI/AAAAAAAABug/jEqn7r5JJx0/s320/Quilt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back. I love the stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3npv-WWcR_c/TX75AhdDGpI/AAAAAAAABuY/VT_SR4wQCTY/s1600/Quilt5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584174375361518226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3npv-WWcR_c/TX75AhdDGpI/AAAAAAAABuY/VT_SR4wQCTY/s320/Quilt5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love it! Thanks Mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6919447467196983757?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6919447467196983757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6919447467196983757&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6919447467196983757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6919447467196983757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/wedding-quilt.html' title='Wedding Quilt'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eLgXtdIp0D4/TX75BpwaEpI/AAAAAAAABu4/W5_kg9CopDc/s72-c/Quilt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8951840041656784059</id><published>2011-03-08T21:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T22:42:43.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagements</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I haven't been blogging very much lately. It's been busy around here! One of the things taking up my time lately is taking these engagement pictures. They were a lot of fun to do, and I think they turned out pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPRcO6cC3y8/TXcSqCsGW_I/AAAAAAAABuQ/n1s-s60IF4Q/s1600/KG1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581950776634661874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPRcO6cC3y8/TXcSqCsGW_I/AAAAAAAABuQ/n1s-s60IF4Q/s320/KG1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0SeEwnagyo/TXcSpqK6IdI/AAAAAAAABuI/tRpj5Ni3tRM/s1600/KG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581950770052997586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0SeEwnagyo/TXcSpqK6IdI/AAAAAAAABuI/tRpj5Ni3tRM/s320/KG2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzgNJO78VuE/TXcSpSVWJ-I/AAAAAAAABuA/DxKdbj0HoiM/s1600/Dan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581950763654326242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CzgNJO78VuE/TXcSpSVWJ-I/AAAAAAAABuA/DxKdbj0HoiM/s320/Dan1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqs4U6aDH-I/TXcSpGAJGoI/AAAAAAAABt4/bSkLNOhNALY/s1600/Dan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581950760344164994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqs4U6aDH-I/TXcSpGAJGoI/AAAAAAAABt4/bSkLNOhNALY/s320/Dan2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8951840041656784059?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8951840041656784059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8951840041656784059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8951840041656784059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8951840041656784059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/engagements.html' title='Engagements'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPRcO6cC3y8/TXcSqCsGW_I/AAAAAAAABuQ/n1s-s60IF4Q/s72-c/KG1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5702247930882477443</id><published>2011-02-18T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:49:55.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSDfvlyYzEk/TV9Z9PFlReI/AAAAAAAABtI/2G323yibYtg/s1600/Feb185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575273772264801762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSDfvlyYzEk/TV9Z9PFlReI/AAAAAAAABtI/2G323yibYtg/s320/Feb185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5702247930882477443?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5702247930882477443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5702247930882477443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5702247930882477443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5702247930882477443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-hubby.html' title='My Hubby'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSDfvlyYzEk/TV9Z9PFlReI/AAAAAAAABtI/2G323yibYtg/s72-c/Feb185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6597977281506686194</id><published>2011-02-14T12:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T12:02:47.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bustin' Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjOJUt_Ua9w/TVl8DhSPyoI/AAAAAAAABsA/ya3Wms6Heaw/s1600/bustin%2Bthrough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573622413764053634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjOJUt_Ua9w/TVl8DhSPyoI/AAAAAAAABsA/ya3Wms6Heaw/s400/bustin%2Bthrough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of Matt's favorite pastimes lately: pillow demolition.&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/910254136637426852-6597977281506686194?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6597977281506686194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6597977281506686194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6597977281506686194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6597977281506686194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/bustin-through.html' title='Bustin&apos; Through'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjOJUt_Ua9w/TVl8DhSPyoI/AAAAAAAABsA/ya3Wms6Heaw/s72-c/bustin%2Bthrough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2141091235739886631</id><published>2010-11-08T21:09:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:31:17.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny's Gravy Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TNjOM1GGjkI/AAAAAAAABjA/rbARPKt6gQQ/s1600/Nov5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537402461658451522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TNjOM1GGjkI/AAAAAAAABjA/rbARPKt6gQQ/s320/Nov5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's answer some of the questions I got about the Thanksgiving day race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The race will be before the feast. I was thinking around 8:00, but probably whenever people are awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Yes, I will mark the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I think a shorter race for kids is a great idea! I was thinking maybe we could do that on the track. I just get nervous about kids running on the road. If anybody wants to join in for just part of it, Grandma suggested having a sag-wagon to pick up people or you could just pick a point near the end and start there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I think I may be too lazy/cheap to design and print shirts, so I have an idea for some medals at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's it. If anyone has any other questions or ideas let me know-it's going to be fun!&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/910254136637426852-2141091235739886631?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2141091235739886631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2141091235739886631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2141091235739886631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2141091235739886631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/grannys-gravy-update.html' title='Granny&apos;s Gravy Update'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TNjOM1GGjkI/AAAAAAAABjA/rbARPKt6gQQ/s72-c/Nov5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6648606096457037935</id><published>2010-11-01T21:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:15:53.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Annual Granny's Gravy 5K</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Kent and I were planning on running the local turky trot on Thanksgiving morning. But we decided to go up to Montana for Thanksgiving instead. And since there isn't a local 5k in Hamilton that day, I have devised my own race route which you can check out here: &lt;a href="http://www.mapmyrun.com/route/us/mt/hamilton/683128866394656082"&gt;http://www.mapmyrun.com/route/us/mt/hamilton/683128866394656082&lt;/a&gt; . Anyone is welcome to run it with us. It starts at Granny McLean's house up on Weber Drive and ends at the other McLean's house on Ravalli street. I think I'm going to make shirts, so let me know if you want to run it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6648606096457037935?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6648606096457037935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6648606096457037935&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6648606096457037935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6648606096457037935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-annual-grannys-gravy-5k.html' title='1st Annual Granny&apos;s Gravy 5K'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-4414592406945286489</id><published>2010-08-08T21:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:00:44.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can&apos;t Take it Anymore'/><title type='text'>Peeved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TF99CKG2G2I/AAAAAAAABcE/lrUWvgGZAKM/s1600/shopping-cart-with-a-mopar-v8-engine_2263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503254745696312162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TF99CKG2G2I/AAAAAAAABcE/lrUWvgGZAKM/s320/shopping-cart-with-a-mopar-v8-engine_2263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are there so many jerks in the W&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt; parking lot? Why can't people JUST take their empty cart to the cart corral thingy? It seems that as soon as a person exits the store with a cart, they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; turn into the laziest person on earth. This has been bugging me ever since we had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; built only a few blocks from our house. I have seen people drive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; cart up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; car, unload their foodstuffs, get in their car and drive away while &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; cart is still sitting there in the same spot. Gosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-4414592406945286489?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4414592406945286489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=4414592406945286489&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4414592406945286489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4414592406945286489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/peeved.html' title='Peeved'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TF99CKG2G2I/AAAAAAAABcE/lrUWvgGZAKM/s72-c/shopping-cart-with-a-mopar-v8-engine_2263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1023766787220716599</id><published>2010-08-08T15:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:59:29.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1023766787220716599?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1023766787220716599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1023766787220716599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1023766787220716599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1023766787220716599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/post.html' title='Post'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-85068440812578822</id><published>2010-01-31T16:44:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:44:23.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 334 Days to Go...</title><content type='html'>Phew! it's finally January 31st! Is it just me or does it seem like January takes forever?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have managed to keep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McLean&lt;/span&gt;365 going for the whole month, and I have to say it hasn't been as hard as I thought it would be. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Usually&lt;/span&gt; the hardest part is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;choosing&lt;/span&gt; which picture to post for the day. So I thought it would be fun to post some of the pictures that didn't make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McLean&lt;/span&gt;365 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcSRlV5VI/AAAAAAAAA44/oiS9KmSHkzg/s1600-h/grumpykent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433061100752332114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcSRlV5VI/AAAAAAAAA44/oiS9KmSHkzg/s320/grumpykent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture totally cracks me up. I don't know if it's the grumpy face or the Star Trek shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcT5aGNyI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/YLo6UM2Q0IQ/s1600-h/matt360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433061128622454562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcT5aGNyI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/YLo6UM2Q0IQ/s320/matt360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt "in the zone" while playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcTS3fOOI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RBvce5_ZSmQ/s1600-h/blur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433061118276745442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcTS3fOOI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RBvce5_ZSmQ/s320/blur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an outtake from the taco night post. I have ended up using the timer on my camera a lot so I can be in the photo. This was a long exposure shot, and it took a couple of tries because the kids had a hard time holding still long enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcSxosF1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/DfZ_MYrcD0k/s1600-h/annalego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433061109356304210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcSxosF1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/DfZ_MYrcD0k/s320/annalego.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna loves playing with the pink &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lego&lt;/span&gt; set she got for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcUgccpxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/sberIsPOZ_s/s1600-h/setup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433061139101296402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcUgccpxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/sberIsPOZ_s/s320/setup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is another outtake, trying to get everyone in place before the camera takes the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it. Happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-85068440812578822?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/85068440812578822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=85068440812578822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/85068440812578822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/85068440812578822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/only-334-days-to-go.html' title='Only 334 Days to Go...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S2YcSRlV5VI/AAAAAAAAA44/oiS9KmSHkzg/s72-c/grumpykent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-9062950258070712697</id><published>2010-01-03T21:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:30:22.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Jammies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S0Fz2DCpvSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nY1vxGa6YiE/s1600-h/IMG_4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422742798697348386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S0Fz2DCpvSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nY1vxGa6YiE/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us on Christmas Eve in our PJ's. We had a really great, relaxing Christmas which involved a lot of xbox, watching movies and eating treats. Happy new year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I started a new blog &lt;a href="http://mclean365.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mclean365.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, where I have challenged myself to post a new picture everyday.&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/910254136637426852-9062950258070712697?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9062950258070712697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=9062950258070712697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9062950258070712697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9062950258070712697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-jammies.html' title='Christmas Jammies'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/S0Fz2DCpvSI/AAAAAAAAAz4/nY1vxGa6YiE/s72-c/IMG_4137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7463010018474135398</id><published>2009-12-13T16:21:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:56:00.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months in Thirty Seconds or Less</title><content type='html'>You know when you get way behind on your blog, and it seems like you'll never get caught up? Hah! I say! That never happens to me. So I haven't posted since Halloween phhhbbbbbbbbbthhh! So here's what has happened since then all in 30 seconds or less. (or more if you're a slow reader!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9AHzMuWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mCALm2L5Z2w/s1600-h/IMG_3867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871568030153058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9AHzMuWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mCALm2L5Z2w/s320/IMG_3867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;# 1: Beth got a new camera for a very early Christmas present. I love it. It's awesome. Hubby you're the best!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2: We went to Montana for Thanksgiving and had a really fun time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3: Beth got to take ALL the santa pictures at our ward party. Here's Matt sitting on Santa's lap. Anna is wise beyond her years and refuses to talk to people with stupid costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV8_lFoA7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/SVcgnRm_bR4/s1600-h/santa063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871558712198066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV8_lFoA7I/AAAAAAAAAy8/SVcgnRm_bR4/s320/santa063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4: This week it was soooooo cold! and it snowed! The kids had fun playing in the snow while I shoveled, and then shoveled some more later. If you look at Matt's legs you can see the plastic wrap I put on his pants because I haven't gotten him any snow pants yet. Actually, the plastic wrap worked really well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9Ab8zkfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/y2cTBjJPStk/s1600-h/IMG_4042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871573439156722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9Ab8zkfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/y2cTBjJPStk/s320/IMG_4042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5: The in laws are here visiting Salt Lake this week, and Grandpa McLean took the kids sledding. See, no plastic wrap this time and he came back soaked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9BGH8TrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/RYf7rZyfIvU/s1600-h/IMG_4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871584760155826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9BGH8TrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/RYf7rZyfIvU/s320/IMG_4048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9BQn_JqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QKSb0DmrZNU/s1600-h/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414871587578914466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9BQn_JqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QKSb0DmrZNU/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, times up! not too shabby eh? Whew! I'm never going to get so behind again!&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/910254136637426852-7463010018474135398?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7463010018474135398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7463010018474135398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7463010018474135398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7463010018474135398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-months-in-thirty-seconds-or-less.html' title='Two Months in Thirty Seconds or Less'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SyV9AHzMuWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mCALm2L5Z2w/s72-c/IMG_3867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6667893325614970740</id><published>2009-11-01T14:23:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:11:00.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu (almost) Ate Our Halloween</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've posted anything, so I'm going to make it up to you today by giving you...the swine flu! Yeah! Well, actually not, but I am giving you a lot of pictures to look at! Yeah! We have had a lot of really fun, and not so fun stuff happening around here ranging from Grandparents visiting to Anna having the swine flu (you decide which was the really fun part)(just kidding in-laws!! we love you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-1rWGsYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/6JAJL_u_P5o/s1600-h/DSCN1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399251726409052546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-1rWGsYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/6JAJL_u_P5o/s320/DSCN1656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a visit from Grandma and Grandpa McLean which was really fun. We went to Salt Lake to have lunch at the Lion House pantry which is were we had our wedding luncheon. The food was super good, Grandpa and Kent each ate a piece of prime rib the size of a Frisbee, and we all got lion house rolls-yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2SmR3JI/AAAAAAAAAxM/UdEx3KSH7cY/s1600-h/DSCN1657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399251736945876114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2SmR3JI/AAAAAAAAAxM/UdEx3KSH7cY/s320/DSCN1657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandpa giving Matt a ride up the hill after lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also celebrated Scotch Christmas while the grandparents were here. For those of you lucky enough to know what scotch Christmas is you know how awesome it is. For the rest of you, Scotch Christmas is a holiday that Kent's Dad made up many years ago when he needed a holiday. Our family celebrates Scotch Christmas by opening gifts of argyle socks and butterscotch candies, listening to bagpipe music (once a year won't kill ya) and last year we added mini golf to the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2Cx9MyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hN2ULo-i-RI/s1600-h/DSCN1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399251732699886370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2Cx9MyI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hN2ULo-i-RI/s320/DSCN1654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids playing golf in their pj's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4CyylHXYI/AAAAAAAAAxs/5KFU7Zbmeow/s1600-h/DSCN1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399256074857962882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4CyylHXYI/AAAAAAAAAxs/5KFU7Zbmeow/s320/DSCN1655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scotch Christmas breakfast and presents. What you can't see in this photo is the lovely bagpipe music that is playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAH6OMuI/AAAAAAAAAyc/GzgCSsYmom4/s1600-h/DSCN1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292587805651682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAH6OMuI/AAAAAAAAAyc/GzgCSsYmom4/s320/DSCN1687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Sunday, October 25th was Kent and my 7th wedding anniversary. I love ya more than ever Hubby!&lt;br /&gt;While the Grandparents were here Anna and Matt came down with what I thought were colds. Matt was better by Monday, but Anna continued to have a fever, sore throat, head aches etc. I took her to the Dr. to be tested for strep on Tuesday, but he said it was most likely the swine flu. She continued to have a fever all week until Thursday night, and she really felt horrible. But after her fever quit she improved rapidly. It was pretty disappointing to miss a whole week of school including the class Halloween party and parade (I think I was more disappointed than Anna!). Matt also missed preschool this week just in case. I am so glad my girl is almost well again! Kent and I haven't been sick at all, we've been taking a lot of vitamin C, so hopefully we will stay healthy.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4AS00b1UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/hHQ4oQsF66U/s1600-h/DSCN1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399253326680020290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4AS00b1UI/AAAAAAAAAxk/hHQ4oQsF66U/s320/DSCN1659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew wasn't a big fan of touching the pumpkin guts, but he helped me decide how to carve the jack o' lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2zsyjpI/AAAAAAAAAxU/jQy1-JbCqD8/s1600-h/DSCN1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399251745831554706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-2zsyjpI/AAAAAAAAAxU/jQy1-JbCqD8/s320/DSCN1658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna didn't want to carve her pumpkin, so she drew a face on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4CzlNegaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/c2ZIZMpHIk0/s1600-h/DSCN1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399256088449024418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4CzlNegaI/AAAAAAAAAx0/c2ZIZMpHIk0/s320/DSCN1664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Anna was feeling better one of Anna's friend's Mom and I organized a little Halloween party for some of the kids from the neighborhood. This was a game where they had to wrap their teammate up like a mummy. We had two teams, girls against boys. Anna is the pink Tinkerbell fairy on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4C0HGbSGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Ito0T-mh6ww/s1600-h/DSCN1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399256097546258530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4C0HGbSGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Ito0T-mh6ww/s320/DSCN1665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the boys team. They were a little out numbered, but luckily they had spiderman Matt to lend a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4C0odUspI/AAAAAAAAAyE/at9i1wzlIqU/s1600-h/DSCN1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399256106500666002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4C0odUspI/AAAAAAAAAyE/at9i1wzlIqU/s320/DSCN1667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pre trick or treating. This was the only good picture we got because the camera battery died right after we took the photo. The kids had a great time trick or treating this year, and made it all around the whole neighborhood! We had a ton of trick or treaters come to our house, we gave out almost 10 bags of candy!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAi0lgjI/AAAAAAAAAys/Lc0J3epVjzs/s1600-h/DSCN1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292595029770802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAi0lgjI/AAAAAAAAAys/Lc0J3epVjzs/s320/DSCN1679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna has been a busy girl this week, not only did she get the infamous swine flu, but she also got glasses. She can see just fine with one eye but the other eye is significantly weaker, so the eye Dr. prescribed glasses. I let her pick out her own frames, and I think she picked the cutest pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAZbpoZI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Yto7QFEt6j0/s1600-h/DSCN1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292592509264274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4kAZbpoZI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Yto7QFEt6j0/s320/DSCN1684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4j_6GBz6I/AAAAAAAAAyU/wfV_Ef6yUk4/s1600-h/DSCN1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399292584097075106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su4j_6GBz6I/AAAAAAAAAyU/wfV_Ef6yUk4/s320/DSCN1674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whew! that was a really long post! One last item. Kent received his offer letter from Adobe, so he is still gainfully employed, Phew! So just to recap, unlike the big foot monster and the world ending in 2012 swine flu is real people, so wash your hands! okay that's it, I'm outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6667893325614970740?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6667893325614970740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6667893325614970740&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6667893325614970740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6667893325614970740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/swine-flu-almost-ate-our-halloween.html' title='Swine Flu (almost) Ate Our Halloween'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Su3-1rWGsYI/AAAAAAAAAw8/6JAJL_u_P5o/s72-c/DSCN1656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6209426610710149203</id><published>2009-10-18T17:48:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:41:59.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kent's Activity Report</title><content type='html'>So, Bethany posts every so often and I post only every so often. It's my turn to post evidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I've been doing the past little while is tinkering with the network and computing devices at my house in an effort to consolidate and awesome-ate. Here are the (minor) problems I've been trying to solve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- different computers having different documents on them&lt;br /&gt;- no backup being done&lt;br /&gt;- A DVD player, a separate Blu-Ray player, and an Xbox 360 which we stream Hulu through&lt;br /&gt;- a couple hundred DVD, HD DVD and Blu-Ray movie boxes and discs&lt;br /&gt;- a change in furniture arrangement that moved the TV and associated network-connected devices to a location with no network jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with these issues, I've been working on an overall solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StutEGbRzEI/AAAAAAAAABo/UvlkmzuWAUU/s1600-h/DSCN1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394095264662408258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StutEGbRzEI/AAAAAAAAABo/UvlkmzuWAUU/s320/DSCN1642.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first desire was to consolidate our media libraries in one place. I killed a few birds with one large stone in the form of a Home Server. I chose a product made by HP that has space for 4 internal hard drives and runs Windows Home Server software. I put four 1.5 terrabyte drives in this baby for a total of 6 terrabytes of unadulterated space and it runs great. This is plugged into the wireless router that you can see in the photo, and that hard drive space is shared with any computer connected to the network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the picture, you can see that it isn't a large computer. It's just over a foot high. You can see the four hard drive enclosures on the front of it. It's size is misleading as there's a lot of birds that this little computer kills. The software included out of the box manages all of that hard drive space, it automates the scheduled backup of any computer that's connected to the network, it automatically copies and sorts any files (documents, videos, pictures, etc.) from locations on computers I specify, and it has a built in web service that lets me log in from a any remote location to grab a file, watch a movie, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice, compact solution to a few of the problems I described. My plan is to back up all of the movies on DVD, HD DVD, and Blu-Ray we have to this central server. That will let us eliminate two pieces of equipment we currently have: a dedicated Blu-Ray player and a 400-disc DVD player. I should mention that the 400-disc DVD player is awesome in that it took care of one of my aforementioned problems, that of a bunch of movies and a bunch of unsightly cases. We actually have had all of our DVD movies in this one device for awhile now and it's been great. Moving the discs into digital format is the next step. So, the 400-disc DVD player and the Blu-Ray player are up for sale! So is the 60" TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my house was built with ethernet cabling running from a central location in the basement to each room in the other two upper floors (except the bathrooms...). For some cases, that works great since, in general, a hard line is better than a wireless signal. However, for a long time now I've had a wireless router broadcasting a wireless signal all over my house. But for the TV we had a networking jack right behind the TV stand up until recently when we decided to try something new with the furniture arrangment in our living room. We moved things around and the TV is now on the opposite wall where there is no jack to speak of. Here enters a problem for solving, and a problem which had posed the greatest challenge until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As already mentioned, we've had a wireless networking signal in our house for a long, long time, but the devices connected to our television have always been hardwired through a simple hub connected to the wall jack (which ultimately connects to the router in the basement). With the TV having moved across the room it may as well have moved to the other side of the world. We could run wires behind the floorboards or up through the wall from the basement. I didn't want to do either of those. It would be way cooler to do it the hard way. So, I bought another wireless router exactly like the one in the basement. There is a feature of this router that lets it act as a repeater when paired with another router. This is meant to essentially extend the range of your existing network. Sounds good, eh? Not so much. I wrestled with that for a few days trying to get the functionality work. It did work... kind of. It had really bad hiccups, it burped all the time, and it was always saying that other devices couldn't come in its room to play. It just wasn't solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StuzFuWRrgI/AAAAAAAAABw/uiDeeA85QXc/s1600-h/DSCN1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394101889628483074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StuzFuWRrgI/AAAAAAAAABw/uiDeeA85QXc/s320/DSCN1643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, yesterday I took it back and got a dedicated networking Bridge device to take its place. Now this was a pleasant experience! It was up and running in 15 or so minutes without all the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a snap of the wireless bridge on the left and a simple hub on the right. The bridge connects wirelessly to the router in the basement. The hub connects to the wireless bridge, and the Xbox 360, the Blu-Ray player and another so-far-unannounced device all connect through the hub. And it all works! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/Stu0LmitTqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-LGCIIlFbmE/s1600-h/DSCN1641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394103090123984546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/Stu0LmitTqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-LGCIIlFbmE/s320/DSCN1641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other device is a new addition to the McLean computer family; it's a computer I assembled over the last few weeks that doesn't serve quite the same purpose as the traditional server or home computer. It's a home theater PC whose primary function is to pull all this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the dream is to sit down on the couch, turn on the TV, select a movie or TV show to watch and have it go. No fussing with different TV input settings, no fussing with DVD cases and discs, no searching for *something* to be on -- none of that. And even better, to be able to pull up a browser if something comes to mind -- all without *having* to get up. There's a few other nifty things that one can do with a computer connected to their TV which is connected to all your media and a fountain of knowledge over the internet, but the consolidation is what I've been after with this solution. A universal remote goes a long way, but this is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this doesn't look like a traditional computer. That's the point I think. We're looking for a good stand that fits with our other furniture, but the goal is that you don't walk into the room and see your desktop next to your TV. It's meant to blend in (a little bit at least). It's still a computer and you can do everything you do with a computer. The difference is that this computer has an HDMI port and is capable of outputting 7.1 surround sound and HD video in addition to everything else your desktop is capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with the current setup I can sit down and browse my music and movie collections, see what shows are available for watching on Hulu or other internet sites, stream any of the movies from Netflix, go and do anything else on the internet, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that have been going on for me are mostly work related. There's a promotion in the works, although I still don't know the timing. And the elephant in the room right now is the announcement that the software/media corporation Adobe has offered to purchase Omniture, the company I work for. That's interesting for us because we haven't had this experience before -- where a bigger fish comes and swallows you up. And it was out of the blue for most of us lay employees. If all goes according to plan, that transaction will be complete during the upcoming week. Perhaps I'll post again with an update after the supposed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StvCwxAYIvI/AAAAAAAAACI/wbQdYEVwTAY/s1600-h/DSCN1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394119121750729458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StvCwxAYIvI/AAAAAAAAACI/wbQdYEVwTAY/s320/DSCN1648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StvCn2vm7WI/AAAAAAAAACA/z3xF2IwhuFU/s1600-h/DSCN1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394118968672185698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StvCn2vm7WI/AAAAAAAAACA/z3xF2IwhuFU/s320/DSCN1647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bethany bought Matthew a tie yesterday which he has sported with aplomb most of the day today. he even posed for some shots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6209426610710149203?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6209426610710149203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6209426610710149203&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6209426610710149203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6209426610710149203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-bethany-posts-every-so-often-and-i.html' title='Kent&apos;s Activity Report'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/StutEGbRzEI/AAAAAAAAABo/UvlkmzuWAUU/s72-c/DSCN1642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5206535807635278451</id><published>2009-08-30T15:47:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:15:40.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Underwear on Head, Matt's 1st Day of Preschool, Top of Utah 1/2</title><content type='html'>Welcome to September! Here's a few highlights from the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2pjiCyaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bQlTFzmaYzw/s1600-h/DSCN1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379187629969557922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2pjiCyaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bQlTFzmaYzw/s320/DSCN1596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this first picture is self &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;explanatory&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2pGiMRgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/8moXsirVtzw/s1600-h/DSCN1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379187622185551362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2pGiMRgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/8moXsirVtzw/s320/DSCN1616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was Matt's first day of preschool. One of my friends has a preschool at her house, and she asked me if I wanted to help out this year, so Matt doesn't get to get rid of me yet! There are 15 kids in the class, so it was a little crazy today! I actually didn't get any pictures of Matt, but some of these kids are in my sunbeam class too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2ojamRLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Nya_ENIkoV8/s1600-h/DSCN1615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379187612758459570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2ojamRLI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Nya_ENIkoV8/s320/DSCN1615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend was the Top of Utah 1/2 marathon up in Logan. I wasn't planning on running it, but at the last minute a girl in the ward who was already registered for it decided not to run, so I took her spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0qQNPJUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/NdjyKTA3Ht8/s1600-h/dsc00014%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375878111962277186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0qQNPJUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/NdjyKTA3Ht8/s320/dsc00014%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The race is down blacksmith fork canyon. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; beautiful and the fact that there weren't any big hills to run up didn't hurt my feelings at all! A couple of my running friends and I drove up to Logan the night before and at a ton of pasta, and stayed in a hotel (and no, Kent, there were no pillow fights!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0pys0jRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VKoe5Rqda9g/s1600-h/TOUhalf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375878104041688338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0pys0jRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VKoe5Rqda9g/s320/TOUhalf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is us waiting at the start line. That's me second from left wearing my lucky pink sweat band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0pfy22OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/XtFHh9-N4LI/s1600-h/TOUbus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375878098966730978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spr0pfy22OI/AAAAAAAAAvw/XtFHh9-N4LI/s320/TOUbus1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Darla on the bus to the start line! It was a really fun race, not my best time (2 hrs 15 min) but I had a good time, and didn't loose any toe nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5206535807635278451?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5206535807635278451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5206535807635278451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5206535807635278451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5206535807635278451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/underwear-on-head-matts-1st-day-of.html' title='Underwear on Head, Matt&apos;s 1st Day of Preschool, Top of Utah 1/2'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sqa2pjiCyaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bQlTFzmaYzw/s72-c/DSCN1596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5456959397144954551</id><published>2009-08-27T09:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:12:31.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna's First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>Kindergarten is finally here! Anna has been really excited to start school. Here's a few photos I took this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat2N0UvgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/_I0j7jaj0gg/s1600-h/DSCN1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374674352246930946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat2N0UvgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/_I0j7jaj0gg/s320/DSCN1600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat2iWBhoI/AAAAAAAAAvI/M8g1tmGp6Wc/s1600-h/DSCN1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374674357756987010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat2iWBhoI/AAAAAAAAAvI/M8g1tmGp6Wc/s320/DSCN1602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat3NGXGkI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/eNsrQO5Vabs/s1600-h/DSCN1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374674369234016834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat3NGXGkI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/eNsrQO5Vabs/s320/DSCN1604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat3mv3n0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/B6ZG_TTjSmw/s1600-h/DSCN1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374674376119000898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat3mv3n0I/AAAAAAAAAvY/B6ZG_TTjSmw/s320/DSCN1605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her teacher's name is Miss Gurney and she seems really nice. Anna's best friend Eliza is in the same class-yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spav_8U1D0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/N6D2MRMhmuc/s1600-h/DSCN1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374676718373375810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spav_8U1D0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/N6D2MRMhmuc/s320/DSCN1606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat4P4wkvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/8LkIhVmV5no/s1600-h/DSCN1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374674387162141426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat4P4wkvI/AAAAAAAAAvg/8LkIhVmV5no/s320/DSCN1610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be an awesome year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5456959397144954551?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5456959397144954551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5456959397144954551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5456959397144954551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5456959397144954551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/annas-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Anna&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Spat2N0UvgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/_I0j7jaj0gg/s72-c/DSCN1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7391789983008467995</id><published>2009-07-30T10:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:49:10.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How a Utah Girl Ended Up With a Montana Geek</title><content type='html'>For this blog entry I am going to take a break from the usual birthday party, vacation, and cute kid themed posts. Instead, come with me on a journey through time and space and I shall recount how a Utah girl (moi) ended up with a Montana geek (Kent, naturally). The answer to that question is: somewhere in the middle. Idaho, actually. Kent was in my ward at Ricks College and was assigned to be a home teacher to my apartment, Birch plaza #115. I don't remember much about him being my home teacher except that he always asked how our love lives were going. In fact I remember one occasion where he spent about an hour listening to a problem I was having with some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shmoe&lt;/span&gt; I was dating at the time. The point is we didn't know each other very well at that time and certainly never dated. In the picture below you can see Kent in the background but not for long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZZaDgJjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/C7pgd1UtLJM/s1600-h/July09+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307661688940082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZZaDgJjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/C7pgd1UtLJM/s320/July09+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Ricks we both transferred to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;, Kent in September 2001 and I in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; 2002. On my very first day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; I was walking through the Wilkinson center and ran into none other than Kent McLean. I was so excited to see someone (anyone!) familiar in that big &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unfamiliar&lt;/span&gt; place, we exchanged phone numbers and I called him that night. Our first date we  doubled with Kent's brother Scott. On the way to some girl's house to play games Kent asked me if I was hungry, I said I was so we went to the Taco bell drive through (classy choice!). Kent asked me what I wanted and ordered it, but nobody else in the car wanted anything. I felt like an idiot sitting there crunching my taco all by myself! The rest of the date was pretty fun, but he didn't call me for a couple of months(!!) after that to ask me out again. When we started dating for real we dated for about 3-4 months before we got engaged. This is a picture taken on one of our dates when we roasted marshmallows on the stove to make &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt;. (That other dude is Kent's roommate, Rob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJlY1-tI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3tQypQrhDCo/s1600-h/July09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308489364962002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJlY1-tI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3tQypQrhDCo/s320/July09+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZaS0eUoI/AAAAAAAAAto/y-OgKV14Xhg/s1600-h/July09+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307676926726786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZaS0eUoI/AAAAAAAAAto/y-OgKV14Xhg/s320/July09+058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken on my first trip to Montana to meet Kent's parents. When we announced that we were engaged, Kent's Dad shaved off his moustache! I loved meeting his family, they were all so welcoming and have always made me feel like I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJAby_RI/AAAAAAAAAt4/WkeAfO-bhc8/s1600-h/July09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308479445237010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJAby_RI/AAAAAAAAAt4/WkeAfO-bhc8/s320/July09+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZakN37lI/AAAAAAAAAtw/lrn7Ig3dbVE/s1600-h/July09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307681596665426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZakN37lI/AAAAAAAAAtw/lrn7Ig3dbVE/s320/July09+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJ_pOjlI/AAAAAAAAAuI/B9GJgSOMHbQ/s1600-h/July09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308496413003346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaJ_pOjlI/AAAAAAAAAuI/B9GJgSOMHbQ/s320/July09+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent and I were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple on October 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2002. It was a beautiful fall day, and I'll never forget how happy I felt to have finally found such a handsome, kind and smart man to spend eternity with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaKU1NltI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/RUnQlEEJcs8/s1600-h/July09+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308502100416210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaKU1NltI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/RUnQlEEJcs8/s320/July09+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa910nExI/AAAAAAAAAug/DfsGZuXqPs0/s1600-h/July09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364309387129590546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa910nExI/AAAAAAAAAug/DfsGZuXqPs0/s320/July09+065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaKxZHDeI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WO_xlBGTlsA/s1600-h/July09+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364308509767175650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHaKxZHDeI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WO_xlBGTlsA/s320/July09+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Disneyland on our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;honeymoon&lt;/span&gt;-of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-IP6BfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/gqMUyUS0TYo/s1600-h/July09+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364309392075916786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-IP6BfI/AAAAAAAAAuo/gqMUyUS0TYo/s320/July09+066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We added one more to our family in 2004 when our Anna girl came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZaEWPrDI/AAAAAAAAAtg/nf817p7KPRc/s1600-h/July09+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307673041841202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZaEWPrDI/AAAAAAAAAtg/nf817p7KPRc/s320/July09+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew boy rounded out our family to four in 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZZiElG1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/KOhMalyV1jY/s1600-h/July09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364307663840942930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZZiElG1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/KOhMalyV1jY/s320/July09+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-8tJ2TI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OB-Yoy6nRuE/s1600-h/May09+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364309406157232434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-8tJ2TI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OB-Yoy6nRuE/s320/May09+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And that brings us to 2009. Kent and I have been married for almost seven years and I think we have both helped each other to be better people. We make a great team, kinda like the A-team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-oVjA3I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3mbvQKqxKfE/s1600-h/the-a-team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364309400689509234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHa-oVjA3I/AAAAAAAAAuw/3mbvQKqxKfE/s320/the-a-team.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love it when a plan comes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/910254136637426852-7391789983008467995?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7391789983008467995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7391789983008467995&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7391789983008467995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7391789983008467995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-utah-girl-ended-up-with-montana.html' title='How a Utah Girl Ended Up With a Montana Geek'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SnHZZaDgJjI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/C7pgd1UtLJM/s72-c/July09+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6344515213533393498</id><published>2009-07-19T14:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:05:43.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday Anna!</title><content type='html'>There's been a whole &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; partying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; on at our house the past few weeks. We had Anna's birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt; for her friends last week so that her cousin Kaylee and aunt Sarah could come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOGnnKJI/AAAAAAAAArw/ud8sAv9pfbo/s1600-h/July09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360272259819186322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOGnnKJI/AAAAAAAAArw/ud8sAv9pfbo/s320/July09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna wanted a princess party theme, so I got a little crazy with the crepe paper streamers and balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOZgznAI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ZQumdVyM64A/s1600-h/July09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360272264890915842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOZgznAI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ZQumdVyM64A/s320/July09+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOnOqs1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rvUuJmIEZCs/s1600-h/July09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360272268572930898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOnOqs1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/rvUuJmIEZCs/s320/July09+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We asked all the girls to wear their finest princess attire to the party, and they all looked beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODO2RwcGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/CXMCvxkBe2M/s1600-h/July09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360272272612421730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODO2RwcGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/CXMCvxkBe2M/s320/July09+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the games we played was "kiss the frog prince", although no one was able to turn the frog into Prince Charming (or Prince &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;unCharming&lt;/span&gt; for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOIK8n0U7I/AAAAAAAAAtI/n-NeFAKoJas/s1600-h/July09+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360277703154226098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOIK8n0U7I/AAAAAAAAAtI/n-NeFAKoJas/s320/July09+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a whack at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinata&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOD5A-I0tI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NPQJTfq_iUM/s1600-h/July09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360272997037429458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOD5A-I0tI/AAAAAAAAAsY/NPQJTfq_iUM/s320/July09+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cupcakes!! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOD5ZXsyGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/qEVBm-nDAW4/s1600-h/July09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360273003587094626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOD5ZXsyGI/AAAAAAAAAsg/qEVBm-nDAW4/s320/July09+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day after the party I got to go up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; to visit some of my best friends from Ricks College. We had a really great time hanging out, going to movies, checking out all the new stuff on campus and of course, visiting our favorite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;. Meanwhile Kent and the kids had a great time at home eating corn dogs for every meal and playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOF6eflW3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/AI2Qhy8QUJE/s1600-h/July09+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275221165464434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOF6eflW3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/AI2Qhy8QUJE/s320/July09+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna's actual birthday way this last Thursday, I can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my first baby girl is already 5! She is such a sweet, helpful and smart girl, plus she gives the tightest hugs! I didn't make the Cinderella cake (I'm good, but not that good!), which we had for lunch that day-it was a pretty awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOF67twQPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5k9rut56vro/s1600-h/July09+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275229009527026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmOF67twQPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5k9rut56vro/s320/July09+043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Anna girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6344515213533393498?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6344515213533393498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6344515213533393498&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6344515213533393498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6344515213533393498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-5th-birthday-anna.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday Anna!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SmODOGnnKJI/AAAAAAAAArw/ud8sAv9pfbo/s72-c/July09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5471759129800834613</id><published>2009-07-05T14:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:36:20.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day?!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody! Sorry it's been so long since I updated this blog, but I've been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaay&lt;/span&gt; too busy eating otter pops and crashing the neighbors pool parties. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aaaaahhhh&lt;/span&gt; summer...&lt;br /&gt;Did you know our neighbors to the north, AKA America's Hat, AKA The Great White North, AKA Canada celebrates it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; day on July 1st? We do since for the past couple of years we have had our very own Canada day parade in our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty awesome since it comes right past our house and they throw LOTS of candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIfECa8II/AAAAAAAAArI/tb4t2RyBm8A/s1600-h/July09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355070761673093250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIfECa8II/AAAAAAAAArI/tb4t2RyBm8A/s320/July09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a fairly short parade, but they did have horses,  a fire truck (which is why Matt is covering his ears), floats and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convertibles&lt;/span&gt; containing minor celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIf7VMGLI/AAAAAAAAArY/LFPc0zdiPFw/s1600-h/July09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355070776515762354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIf7VMGLI/AAAAAAAAArY/LFPc0zdiPFw/s320/July09+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The official mascot of Canada Day: Mister Maple Leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIfoTGVsI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-Oj32FsejXw/s1600-h/July09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355070771406722754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIfoTGVsI/AAAAAAAAArQ/-Oj32FsejXw/s320/July09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knows who's behind those tinted windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIgrajhpI/AAAAAAAAAro/J2N8leAdu_k/s1600-h/July09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355070789423171218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIgrajhpI/AAAAAAAAAro/J2N8leAdu_k/s320/July09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random, non-Canada Day related photo taken by Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIgDolfTI/AAAAAAAAArg/y5kOqfcAGI0/s1600-h/July09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355070778744601906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIgDolfTI/AAAAAAAAArg/y5kOqfcAGI0/s320/July09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna and Matt watching a video on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July too, mostly just stayed home and did projects around the house, but Kent managed to make Beth crazy with his firework shenanigans. My brother and his family came to hang out for the evening which was pretty cool, although we couldn't get the sparklers to light-it must have been the "extra safe" model of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sparklers&lt;/span&gt;. Happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5471759129800834613?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5471759129800834613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5471759129800834613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5471759129800834613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5471759129800834613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day?!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SlEIfECa8II/AAAAAAAAArI/tb4t2RyBm8A/s72-c/July09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6284811387081217955</id><published>2009-05-31T14:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:29:37.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Funny Face Goes on Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past week our family and Kent's parents went on a trip to California, and we had a great time! As I was looking through the photos of the trip I noticed how many featured Kent making a face. So here's a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pictorial&lt;/span&gt; log of our trip, count how many faces Kent made and post in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv6nByEPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/d1ybdsytRq4/s1600-h/CIMG2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342095898202738930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv6nByEPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/d1ybdsytRq4/s320/CIMG2569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLymMyoZ3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/3OHsdMGdQiQ/s1600-h/May09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098846097368946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLymMyoZ3I/AAAAAAAAAlc/3OHsdMGdQiQ/s320/May09+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cruising in the van with Grandma and Grandpa McLean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv62T5ZdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/usG-FTBbUsQ/s1600-h/CIMG2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342095902305248722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv62T5ZdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/usG-FTBbUsQ/s320/CIMG2573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing "Old Maid".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7FEArMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/664zqg28IbA/s1600-h/CIMG2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342095906265148610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7FEArMI/AAAAAAAAAjs/664zqg28IbA/s320/CIMG2584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; Jelly Belly factory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7WrmluI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZbWUMFFLZkw/s1600-h/CIMG2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342095910994613986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7WrmluI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ZbWUMFFLZkw/s320/CIMG2590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7gZG9fI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1ikVSvnoJyA/s1600-h/CIMG2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342095913601398258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv7gZG9fI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1ikVSvnoJyA/s320/CIMG2595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ye &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olde&lt;/span&gt; Golden Gate bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLylZlsxLI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sTTSDpJB6h4/s1600-h/May09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098832352920754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLylZlsxLI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sTTSDpJB6h4/s320/May09+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one's for you, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kaylynn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyPoYBppI/AAAAAAAAAlM/BtZYHZWe0vE/s1600-h/May09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098458364978834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyPoYBppI/AAAAAAAAAlM/BtZYHZWe0vE/s320/May09+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyPefUrXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FUhSSlZqXao/s1600-h/May09+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098455711231346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyPefUrXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/FUhSSlZqXao/s320/May09+064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyO2_qzwI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_t94hMGKZ_4/s1600-h/May09+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098445109481218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyO2_qzwI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_t94hMGKZ_4/s320/May09+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyOmWidmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCc4nFnvS08/s1600-h/May09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098440642000482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyOmWidmI/AAAAAAAAAk0/TCc4nFnvS08/s320/May09+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGmowhBI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yEZ96X-bNg4/s1600-h/CIMG2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097203767837714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGmowhBI/AAAAAAAAAkc/yEZ96X-bNg4/s320/CIMG2617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGRCTlLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wpSgcMsnGQM/s1600-h/CIMG2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097197969413298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGRCTlLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wpSgcMsnGQM/s320/CIMG2641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGHwnfcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/PrtgDEqCopo/s1600-h/CIMG2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097195479301570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxGHwnfcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/PrtgDEqCopo/s320/CIMG2644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxFjr4ysI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ODPvTCLwKIQ/s1600-h/CIMG2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097185795787458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxFjr4ysI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ODPvTCLwKIQ/s320/CIMG2658.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyOfY5QGI/AAAAAAAAAks/KAunQI8SNIg/s1600-h/May09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342098438772834402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLyOfY5QGI/AAAAAAAAAks/KAunQI8SNIg/s320/May09+078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; M&amp;amp;M world in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxG-uywHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/72z8CB2F5Us/s1600-h/May09+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342097210235601010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLxG-uywHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/72z8CB2F5Us/s320/May09+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bellagio&lt;/span&gt; Fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a really great week, I'm glad we  got to go. So how many crazy Kent faces did you count?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6284811387081217955?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6284811387081217955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6284811387081217955&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6284811387081217955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6284811387081217955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-funny-face-goes-on-vacation.html' title='Mr. Funny Face Goes on Vacation'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SiLv6nByEPI/AAAAAAAAAjc/d1ybdsytRq4/s72-c/CIMG2569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-9172967579069564310</id><published>2009-05-17T19:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:20:58.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Phasers To Stun: Beth Finished the Marathon &amp; Matt Turned 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDTzlOFS0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/cDiICU5dqgk/s1600-h/StarTrekMovie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336998441552005954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDTzlOFS0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/cDiICU5dqgk/s320/StarTrekMovie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Kent and I finally got to see the new Star Trek movie this past week. It was awesome! Really a fun movie, it had action, comedy, and nerdiness galore!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the day I have been training for since the end of December, the big one-the marathon. It was a really fun and beautiful race down Ogden canyon. I did really  awesome until about mile 15 when I realized I was very, very tired! I did manage to run/walk the last 11 miles and finish in 5 hrs and 15 min-not too bad for my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQab7qCKI/AAAAAAAAAic/jLGW4pmJ6C0/s1600-h/May09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994711027189922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQab7qCKI/AAAAAAAAAic/jLGW4pmJ6C0/s320/May09+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at mile 23, only 3.2 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQa7EaA1I/AAAAAAAAAi0/8kR708R4PX8/s1600-h/May09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994719385387858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQa7EaA1I/AAAAAAAAAi0/8kR708R4PX8/s320/May09+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting for me to get to the finish line Matt stuck his head through the barrier to get a better view! It meant everything to me to know that Kent, the kids, and my parents would be waiting for me at the end-you guys are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQag689_I/AAAAAAAAAik/XUeZd3OJ1UQ/s1600-h/May09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994712366413810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQag689_I/AAAAAAAAAik/XUeZd3OJ1UQ/s320/May09+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally crossing the finish line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQayxf1EI/AAAAAAAAAis/7hgU4Z5S-Yg/s1600-h/May09+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994717158593602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQayxf1EI/AAAAAAAAAis/7hgU4Z5S-Yg/s320/May09+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQbLe1QoI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tJZbiPre9NA/s1600-h/May09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994723791192706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDQbLe1QoI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tJZbiPre9NA/s320/May09+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not smiling anymore. About 15 min after I finished I started feeling very nausous,and dizzy.  Kent took me to the medical tent where some very nice nurses and doctors gave me an IV of electolytes. I felt much better after that-elecrtolytes are the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was Matthew's 3rd birthday! I can't belive it-the time has gone by so fast! He is such a cute, helpful, and all around awesome kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDRyAyHZOI/AAAAAAAAAjM/jkZnCRChOr4/s1600-h/May09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336996215567901922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDRyAyHZOI/AAAAAAAAAjM/jkZnCRChOr4/s320/May09+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt requested a Darth Vader birthday cake, I think it turned out delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDRx50waSI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ecHZ5ViYByY/s1600-h/May09+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336996213699930402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDRx50waSI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ecHZ5ViYByY/s320/May09+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody remember where we parked."-Capitan Kirk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-9172967579069564310?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9172967579069564310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=9172967579069564310&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9172967579069564310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9172967579069564310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/set-phasers-to-stun-beth-finished.html' title='Set Phasers To Stun: Beth Finished the Marathon &amp; Matt Turned 3'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/ShDTzlOFS0I/AAAAAAAAAjU/cDiICU5dqgk/s72-c/StarTrekMovie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3111584687669696579</id><published>2009-05-10T21:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:13:58.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Haven't Seen Star Trek</title><content type='html'>Kent and I still haven't seen the new Star Trek movie, but here's some other stuff we have been doing in the mean time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWwjDl6fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tXxQVwq1Cxc/s1600-h/May09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398044431837682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWwjDl6fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tXxQVwq1Cxc/s320/May09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately the kids think the most fun thing to do is to take everything they own and shove it into their play tent. This would not be a problem, except they never wanted to help clean up. So I finally got fed up with this routine and repo'd all their toys and the tent. Aaaahhh... the play room was nice and clean for about a day and then they discovered that it was just as much fun to pile up all their bedding and pull all their clothes out of their dressers and pile those up too! Who needs toys! (insert huge sigh here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxLLETxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SsyAjgN8Rvk/s1600-h/May09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398055200608018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxLLETxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SsyAjgN8Rvk/s320/May09+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWw8F4OqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/giwZby8GQqY/s1600-h/May09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398051152312994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWw8F4OqI/AAAAAAAAAhc/giwZby8GQqY/s320/May09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking of hairy situations, I got a new haircut! I haven't had bangs since 1991-we're talking waaay back to the first war in Iraq, the super NES was tops, and Arnold was still the Terminator. Anna took this picture of me-not too shabby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXLPlmhPI/AAAAAAAAAiM/J2AFNEWNbLw/s1600-h/May09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398503062242546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXLPlmhPI/AAAAAAAAAiM/J2AFNEWNbLw/s320/May09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went kite flying yesterday to test out the rhomboid box kite my parents made, the kids flew some little kites too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXLK9HpVI/AAAAAAAAAiE/p91gSeqpdgc/s1600-h/May09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398501818705234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXLK9HpVI/AAAAAAAAAiE/p91gSeqpdgc/s320/May09+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went up to the top of this hill that is popular with hang gliders-definitely some good wind there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398498813396306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXK_wmRVI/AAAAAAAAAh8/n1XiOzeVT2Q/s320/May09+008.jpg" /&gt; Anna and my sister Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxRvPDkI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3kvOuHxtkwg/s1600-h/May09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398056962920002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxRvPDkI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3kvOuHxtkwg/s320/May09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt and Grandpa Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxmhCWhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IGvZVZ2yVDA/s1600-h/May09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398062540511762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWxmhCWhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IGvZVZ2yVDA/s320/May09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top of the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXL1GrrlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/plJ2pmBH8o0/s1600-h/May09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334398513133104722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeXL1GrrlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/plJ2pmBH8o0/s320/May09+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Dad winding the string to his kite. I didn't get a picture of the kite, but it is pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time remember, "I signed aboard this ship to practice medicine, not to have my atoms scattered back and forth across space by this gadget." -- McCoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-3111584687669696579?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3111584687669696579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3111584687669696579&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3111584687669696579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3111584687669696579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-havent-seen-star-trek.html' title='Still Haven&apos;t Seen Star Trek'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SgeWwjDl6fI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tXxQVwq1Cxc/s72-c/May09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-861208136253424567</id><published>2009-04-19T13:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:33:09.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bonanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Howdy y'all. Friday was Kent's Birthday (35 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whatup&lt;/span&gt;!)and we have been celebrating all week. He got to choose one present each day this week to open. The only present worth mentioning is the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bologna&lt;/span&gt; bubble gum I got him. Instead of a birthday cake I constructed this awesome tower of rice &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;crispy&lt;/span&gt; treats and chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBe2jsTXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XIWncLyFUto/s1600-h/April09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326493351337020786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBe2jsTXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XIWncLyFUto/s320/April09+013.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBeEI-s1I/AAAAAAAAAgo/DPiLrOxRVRo/s1600-h/April09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326493337803207506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBeEI-s1I/AAAAAAAAAgo/DPiLrOxRVRo/s320/April09+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other event of the week was that I ran in the Salt Lake half marathon on Saturday. It was a perfect day for it! It was really fun running with so many people and I finally know how it feels to grab a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gatorade&lt;/span&gt;, chug it down and then toss the cup like those guys in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;! I finished in 2 hours and 5 min, which is faster than my goal so I was pretty happy about that. My parents came to cheer at the half way point, and my Mom made this awesome sign-it really helped to have someone cheering for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBenLP-OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/a-MGzd2IBKc/s1600-h/IMG_5685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326493347207968994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBenLP-OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/a-MGzd2IBKc/s320/IMG_5685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By far the coolest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt; I got from the race was a bloody shoe! I didn't even notice it until after when we were walking around, it didn't hurt at all, but it turns out I a lost a toenail. (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aaaakk&lt;/span&gt;!! that is so gross even typing that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBes6BZ-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/DXgzczdUHMQ/s1600-h/April09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326493348746323938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBes6BZ-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/DXgzczdUHMQ/s320/April09+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent and the kids met me after the race. They actually missed watching me finish because they stopped to get doughnuts (as per our Saturday tradition). I was really glad to see them, it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; a lot to me that everyone was there. An awesome day. I can't walk down stairs now because my legs are sore, but it was an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBeYFPzDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/YHOD6dgMBYg/s1600-h/IMG_5682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326493343156259890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBeYFPzDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/YHOD6dgMBYg/s320/IMG_5682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-861208136253424567?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/861208136253424567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=861208136253424567&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/861208136253424567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/861208136253424567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-bonanza.html' title='Birthday Bonanza'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeuBe2jsTXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/XIWncLyFUto/s72-c/April09+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2050749313164781038</id><published>2009-04-12T13:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:18:45.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No! That Means You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDfmMM3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hgmVAeYco0o/s1600-h/April09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891436805698418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDfmMM3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hgmVAeYco0o/s320/April09+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a wonderful conference weekend. It was really fun to have Grandpa and Grandma McLean, and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Derricott&lt;/span&gt; cousins visiting us! We have had a mostly normal week-but a couple of cool things and a couple of funny/frustrating things happened. And oh yeah, somebody won something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDtUvC-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-f-yWhMcaqY/s1600-h/April09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891440490580962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDtUvC-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/-f-yWhMcaqY/s320/April09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll start with the funny. Anna has had this thing lately with not wanting Matthew in her room. So the other day, she was coloring and she starts asking me how to spell "that", and "means", and "you".  After I spelled all the words out I walked over to see what she was drawing, and I saw that she had drawn a boy with a circle around him that was crossed out, and then written,"No that means you" around it. I just busted up laughing-I thought it was so funny that she had made her first "no boys allowed" sign. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; a picture of her after she taped the sign to her bedroom door. And yes, she is wearing a swim suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDY_blcI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RqzlCebIR2I/s1600-h/April09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891435032516034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDY_blcI/AAAAAAAAAgI/RqzlCebIR2I/s320/April09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The funny/frustrating thing that happened this week involves our car tires. On Monday Kent had the day off, and when we got in the car to go do some errands we noticed that the tire pressure monitoring system (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TPMS&lt;/span&gt;), that little light on the dash was alerting us that one of our tires was a little low. No problem, we swung down to the local Top Stop and put some air in the offending tire. At this point Kent declares that the tire pressure gauge that we have is no good, so we went next door to the handy dandy auto parts store to get a new gauge. When Kent came out of the store he had a new gauge and a new gadget. Little did we know that this new gadget would be the down fall of two tires. The new gadget was a new set of tire valve caps that could indicate if the tire pressure was was low just by looking at the cap! No more having to test each tire to see which one was the low one making the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TPMS&lt;/span&gt; light come on-perfect! So he puts the new caps on and we are on our way... first stop, the car wash. As we are going through the car was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TPMS&lt;/span&gt; light comes on AGAIN! When we got out of the car wash the tire was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; flat. The new tire caps are bigger than the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;regular&lt;/span&gt; old non-gadget type and it had caught on the car wash track and pulled the entire valve off the tire! No problem, change to spare tire, go to tire shop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;...good to go. Fast forward to Friday I was going to pick up Kent and stopped to get a beverage at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; drive through, when I got a little too close to the drive through curb and...yep, you guessed it, the same thing happened to another tire. Luckily there was a tire place right across the street from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; and they put my spare on for free. When I picked up Kent he was checking out the tires and noticed that there was a NAIL in one of our other tires!!! I couldn't help laughing at this point-it was so crazy! Three tires in one week! We have now gone back to the regular old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Amish&lt;/span&gt; type tire valve caps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the winner is...Kent! There was a biggest loser contest at his work and Friday was the final weigh-in. He lost 6.9% body fat, making him the winner(or loser). I think that is so awesome! Way to go hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDxf9g5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/a_6o3iHtX48/s1600-h/April09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891441611408274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDxf9g5I/AAAAAAAAAgY/a_6o3iHtX48/s320/April09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDEKVbuwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/5Qlcej5gT2g/s1600-h/April09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891448278137602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDEKVbuwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/5Qlcej5gT2g/s320/April09+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2050749313164781038?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2050749313164781038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2050749313164781038&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2050749313164781038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2050749313164781038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-that-means-you.html' title='No! That Means You'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SeJDDfmMM3I/AAAAAAAAAgA/hgmVAeYco0o/s72-c/April09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2401715628028462472</id><published>2009-03-29T14:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:26:58.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book, Shots, and Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_TwmDnFmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/MZ_eFaL5ZwM/s1600-h/Mar09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318702516750718562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_TwmDnFmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/MZ_eFaL5ZwM/s320/Mar09+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Week I took Anna for her 5yr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-kindergarten check up and shots. She passed all the tests: eye test, jumping on one leg, and spelling her own name. She was then rewarded with four shots -ouch! The Doc says she's really healthy, she weighs 33 lbs and is 39 inches tall which is in the 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile. I can't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my Anna is going to school so soon, but we're all really excited for her!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I actually did something crafty! My running partner is getting married in a few weeks and I made this book for her to use as her guest book. It has an exposed spine with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;coptic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stitching&lt;/span&gt;. It was really fun to make and I think it turned out really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_TxfdpL3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/lsHbY_Uy9uU/s1600-h/Mar09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318702532160728946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_TxfdpL3I/AAAAAAAAAf4/lsHbY_Uy9uU/s320/Mar09+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_Tw4-VLpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/1or9O3dAnnc/s1600-h/Mar09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318702521828847250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_Tw4-VLpI/AAAAAAAAAfw/1or9O3dAnnc/s320/Mar09+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now on to the weather...Scott thanks for those beautiful spring photos, it makes me really glad that it's spring somewhere, because it sure isn't spring here! Today when we went to church we didn't wear coats because it was pretty warm, but when we came out of church it was a BLIZZARD! I felt like a frozen idiot scraping my windows with no coat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart."-- Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2401715628028462472?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2401715628028462472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2401715628028462472&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2401715628028462472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2401715628028462472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-shots-and-snow.html' title='Book, Shots, and Snow'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sc_TwmDnFmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/MZ_eFaL5ZwM/s72-c/Mar09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-4542714972192992488</id><published>2009-03-22T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:32:36.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slow Week</title><content type='html'>Not much going on around here this week, but I did happen to capture one moment in time when Anna and Matt were being nice to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Scafg85S8jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/U4pOhAGGK1k/s1600-h/Mar09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316111798608523826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Scafg85S8jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/U4pOhAGGK1k/s320/Mar09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-4542714972192992488?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4542714972192992488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=4542714972192992488&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4542714972192992488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4542714972192992488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-week.html' title='A Slow Week'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Scafg85S8jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/U4pOhAGGK1k/s72-c/Mar09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7382725907420407854</id><published>2009-03-15T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:11:09.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Kid Bike</title><content type='html'>It has been such a crazy weather week! On Monday we had a full on blizzard, but by Saturday it was beautiful and (almost) warm. I have been wanting to get Anna a two-wheel bike for a couple of months, and yesterday she and I picked one out together. I was probably way more excited about it than she was! Kent and I decided to try to get a neutral color bike so that Matt can have it in a year or two, but we did pick out a girly basket and bell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q5mNA8xI/AAAAAAAAAfY/04G-5CK8Wdk/s1600-h/Mar09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492085804954386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q5mNA8xI/AAAAAAAAAfY/04G-5CK8Wdk/s320/Mar09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q4qbKX5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2rrIroiyV-E/s1600-h/Mar09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492069758164882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q4qbKX5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/2rrIroiyV-E/s320/Mar09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q4f_PiQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/icGnj6iOm2s/s1600-h/Mar09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492066956708098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q4f_PiQI/AAAAAAAAAfI/icGnj6iOm2s/s320/Mar09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q3UmInlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MTZTsOERE3w/s1600-h/Mar09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492046718738002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q3UmInlI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MTZTsOERE3w/s320/Mar09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7382725907420407854?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7382725907420407854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7382725907420407854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7382725907420407854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7382725907420407854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-kid-bike.html' title='Big Kid Bike'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/Sb1Q5mNA8xI/AAAAAAAAAfY/04G-5CK8Wdk/s72-c/Mar09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7002801547498956099</id><published>2009-03-08T16:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:03:00.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>28 is Great!</title><content type='html'>It's been a week since my B-day and I'm finally getting around to posting about my awesome birthday weekend. So here goes. It started Thursday night at midnight when I went to the Jonas Brothers 3D movie with my sister Sarah. Now, I hadn't even ever heard any of the Jonas Brothers music before, but I thought it would be fun to go with Sarah. There were maybe about 30 teenage girls (and some sleeping parents) in the theater and everyone was dancing and singing the whole time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the movie-it was pretty crazy and fun! We did not get home until 3:00 a.m. luckily I was revived later by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-UpY92I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rqLPwwAs0DI/s1600-h/jonas-brothers-movie-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310947897084802914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-UpY92I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rqLPwwAs0DI/s320/jonas-brothers-movie-poster1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-uG8s1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/xGzERgp9rDw/s1600-h/JanFeb09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310947903919666002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-uG8s1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/xGzERgp9rDw/s320/JanFeb09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me and Sarah with our stylish 3D glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening Kent took me out to dinner at the Chef's Table, which is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shmancy&lt;/span&gt; fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt;. The food was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;excellent&lt;/span&gt; and the service was great, a really fun date! (hey, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rhymes&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-iKk3II/AAAAAAAAAec/lg2onTvf01k/s1600-h/chef%27s+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310947900713655426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-iKk3II/AAAAAAAAAec/lg2onTvf01k/s320/chef%27s+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I got to run 14 miles (more than half way to the marathon -&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;woohooo&lt;/span&gt;!).It was a really beautiful day, and my running partner and I have discovered a secret weapon for endurance-gummy bears. We eat those things and just keep on going! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday afternoon my whole family including my brother Bryan's family came over for cake-it was really fun, everyone enjoyed the cake-especially Kent an Matt.  So, a really busy, crazy weekend-so far 28 is the oldest I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM7HI6DHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HHPCr3DyBNE/s1600-h/JanFeb09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310954438989057138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM7HI6DHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/HHPCr3DyBNE/s320/JanFeb09+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM66zILYI/AAAAAAAAAew/c9sOswXoRHI/s1600-h/JanFeb09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310954435676482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM66zILYI/AAAAAAAAAew/c9sOswXoRHI/s320/JanFeb09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM6u1Kz4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/TR6Z_YuZY2A/s1600-h/JanFeb09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310954432463818626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRM6u1Kz4I/AAAAAAAAAeo/TR6Z_YuZY2A/s320/JanFeb09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/910254136637426852-7002801547498956099?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7002801547498956099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7002801547498956099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7002801547498956099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7002801547498956099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/28-is-great.html' title='28 is Great!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SbRG-UpY92I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rqLPwwAs0DI/s72-c/jonas-brothers-movie-poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-886026276991247633</id><published>2009-02-26T10:08:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:59:18.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to Do With Snakes</title><content type='html'>I had an "Amish" moment the other day. I have been pining for a new digital SLR camera for sometime now, but I don't see that happening anytime soon. So in the mean time I have been using my nice film camera-no big deal. So I finally used up the roll of film that was in my camera and took it to walmart for the 1-hour treatment. When the lady saw that I had film, she said, "Oh, we don't do film anymore! So you better just jump back into your horse-drawn buggy, and get on down to the piggly wiggly!" Okay, so I made that last part up. But the point is-it made me feel old. I have to say though, I had no trouble getting it developed somewhere else (so pbbbbbth!-walmart!). So here are a few pictures taken with my Amish camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCSDFIBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xrUBrh8Gez8/s1600-h/AnnaSmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161247060664338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCSDFIBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xrUBrh8Gez8/s320/AnnaSmiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTClbNTCI/AAAAAAAAAds/km6kIlVvuuo/s1600-h/Hippychick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161252262136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTClbNTCI/AAAAAAAAAds/km6kIlVvuuo/s320/Hippychick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Loves this dancing outfit,(despite that look on her face)and would wear it everywhere if I let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCfYlwII/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZGSl_e_sto8/s1600-h/Mattsmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161250640543874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCfYlwII/AAAAAAAAAdc/ZGSl_e_sto8/s320/Mattsmiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCWdUr8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/lHxFnyL9WeA/s1600-h/highheeledwhistling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161248244477890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCWdUr8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/lHxFnyL9WeA/s320/highheeledwhistling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCq6douI/AAAAAAAAAd0/d3t-SgiLjEU/s1600-h/bubbleboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161253735408354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCq6douI/AAAAAAAAAd0/d3t-SgiLjEU/s320/bubbleboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabT-CtzR-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Lhe70I1KKLs/s1600-h/Bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307162273737033698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabT-CtzR-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Lhe70I1KKLs/s320/Bubbles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were experimenting with using all kinds of things for blowing bubbles-some worked, and a few were duds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabT-H3FqFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3SHUkUVV-EM/s1600-h/cutehubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307162275118164050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabT-H3FqFI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3SHUkUVV-EM/s320/cutehubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great picture of my cute hubby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-886026276991247633?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/886026276991247633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=886026276991247633&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/886026276991247633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/886026276991247633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-to-do-with-snakes.html' title='Nothing to Do With Snakes'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SabTCSDFIBI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xrUBrh8Gez8/s72-c/AnnaSmiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7371290552296184046</id><published>2009-02-19T09:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:23:32.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Snake Stuff</title><content type='html'>I must have snakes on the brain or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZwTFWyI4Ho&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZwTFWyI4Ho&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros: No messy fur on the furniture,and no annoying barking. Cons: What(or who) does it eat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7371290552296184046?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7371290552296184046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7371290552296184046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7371290552296184046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7371290552296184046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-snake-stuff.html' title='More Snake Stuff'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6280173426276576520</id><published>2009-02-10T11:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:06:39.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Giant Snake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SZHON5G-c8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZCy7XFKaTCU/s1600-h/snake_385x185_480929a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301244974455485378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SZHON5G-c8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZCy7XFKaTCU/s320/snake_385x185_480929a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know about you guys, but my favorite thing to see at the zoo is the huge boa constrictor they have there. So when I heard this story about the "Titanoboa" on the radio the other day I was totally intrigued! The record for the largest living snake is the reticulated python at 20 ft long, but this Titanoboa  was 45 ft long and could eat crocodiles--Awesome! go check out the full article. &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/science/article5662915.ece"&gt;http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/science/article5662915.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/910254136637426852-6280173426276576520?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6280173426276576520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6280173426276576520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6280173426276576520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6280173426276576520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/awesome-giant-snake.html' title='Awesome Giant Snake!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SZHON5G-c8I/AAAAAAAAAdE/ZCy7XFKaTCU/s72-c/snake_385x185_480929a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6646445259286542859</id><published>2009-02-01T11:15:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:09:16.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I joined &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this week. I have resisted joining for awhile now. It has just screamed out "Look at me, I'm the popular thing right now!" And I chafe against that sort of thing. Even writing on this blog is a leap. But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; comes into play in relation to my occupation. I went to lunch as part of the process of interviewing a job candidate, and part of the discussion went to social media, and subsequently to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I had to ask the question, "What's the big deal?" The answers from the others in attendance weren't anything new -- it helps you keep in touch with people; it aggregates some aspects of online communication; it's fun, etc. We also talked about some potential for the industry I work in at the moment and how social media networks like the ones we had been talking about could have a place in this industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, later in the day I went to the site and created an account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been OK. The thing that's amazing about it is the ease with which you can find people and they can find you. Now I have a very straightforward philosophy about things in this regard. That is, after I walk through a door, I shut the door and keep walking. The space I walk through is interesting while I move through it. Then at the close of that time, I generally think "Well, that was interesting -- what's next?" So, you can see why something like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; is difficult for me. I don't necessarily want to be friends with everyone I've ever known. Cold as it is, I don't really care about most people I was acquainted with years ago. Those chapters of my life have been closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter bugs me for similar but different reasons. Do people really feel that their instantaneous thought broadcasts are interesting? It reminds me of a scene which I have seen played out over and over. Class gets out at a nondescript school. As quickly as is possible, cellphones are out and numbers dialed. With one voice, everyone says "Hey! How are you? Yeah, just got out of class. What are you doing? Yeah, me too, I'm headed to my next class. Well, OK, I'll talk to you after my next class." How useless is that? What a pathetic need for validation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm on one, the other thing about social media systems is that my time is already taxed and at a premium. Do I want to open another channel and accept yet another stream of consciousness? Do I have time to spare to devote to this? The short answer is, No. I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the positive. There are a scant few out there that I either already do keep in touch with or would enjoy getting in touch with again. For whatever reason some people rise above the herd of homogeneous livestock and make themselves interesting, at least to me. I have seen one or two on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe there are others that I haven't seen on there yet. I look forward to seeing them and hope they send an invitation. It's also somewhat fascinating in a voyeuristic way to see what all these other people are doing and thinking. But that doesn't make them any more a friend than before. They wouldn't even recognize me on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that leads to me to my philosophy on this type of social media. I don't send invitations. I refuse to believe that linking to everyone I've ever known adds to any notion of worth on either side. The benefit is virtual just as the medium is virtual. I'd rather talk face to face with someone than see that they wrote on my wall, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMed&lt;/span&gt;, emailed, or even phoned me. I am happy to get invitations, though. If someone wants to open that door that I've closed in my mind then they can. I may not respond. I may not be interested, or I may be more involved in something else at the moment. I believe in approving the things I take in, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely changing subjects, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; 360 died yesterday with the "Red Ring of Death", heretofore called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RRoD&lt;/span&gt;. I've had this happen once before with my first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xbox&lt;/span&gt; 360. I have to say that despite the feeling of loss and withdrawal caused by its failure, the support experience is great. Both times I've seen a failure MS has footed the shipping bill and the repair bill. They've been knocked for the underlying problem, but their support effort has been stellar in my eyes. So, now I'm left for the time being with my PS3 and the original PlayStation/PS2's Metal Gear Solid games (1, 2, and 3). I have used the PS3 as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BluRay&lt;/span&gt; player to this point due to the lack of a compelling PS3 exclusive game (Drake's Fortune excluded... it was good). I should have my 360 back by the end of the week though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6646445259286542859?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6646445259286542859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6646445259286542859&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6646445259286542859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6646445259286542859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-joined-facebook-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1188628572814673830</id><published>2009-01-18T20:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:09:12.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday Stuff</title><content type='html'>I have already broken my new years resolution to update this blog every week-but hey!&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures that I took this past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6ybjpCLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q2hwheglDgY/s1600-h/03230017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292849731388115122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6ybjpCLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q2hwheglDgY/s320/03230017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6yMlZujI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DFbw4spvwZ8/s1600-h/03230016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6Bd7XSLI/AAAAAAAAAck/tCRVPQv_rzo/s1600-h/03230013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848890210896050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6Bd7XSLI/AAAAAAAAAck/tCRVPQv_rzo/s320/03230013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6BCuoMwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/o5bvOAxS2NI/s1600-h/03230011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848882909721346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6BCuoMwI/AAAAAAAAAcc/o5bvOAxS2NI/s320/03230011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6A88dvTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/MdoTf87Vd4Y/s1600-h/03230005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292848881357143346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6A88dvTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/MdoTf87Vd4Y/s320/03230005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP463_RNoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/98BuyDF4GDU/s1600-h/03230003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847677435885186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP463_RNoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/98BuyDF4GDU/s320/03230003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP46uS-2_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/9dvkqrxvMnI/s1600-h/03230002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847674834213874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP46uS-2_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/9dvkqrxvMnI/s320/03230002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP46KUmzkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-cwm4BytTIg/s1600-h/03230001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292847665177349698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP46KUmzkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/-cwm4BytTIg/s320/03230001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6yuOVLRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-Y1OYuf-0hs/s1600-h/03230020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292849736399006994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6yuOVLRI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-Y1OYuf-0hs/s320/03230020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/910254136637426852-1188628572814673830?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1188628572814673830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1188628572814673830&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1188628572814673830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1188628572814673830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyday-stuff.html' title='Everyday Stuff'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SXP6ybjpCLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Q2hwheglDgY/s72-c/03230017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2531865829552399050</id><published>2008-12-22T19:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:17:26.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I just came across this video done by the BYU college of fine arts and communications (my alma mater-yeah!), it's a really cool song and beautiful photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joytoeveryone.com/"&gt;http://joytoeveryone.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2531865829552399050?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2531865829552399050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2531865829552399050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2531865829552399050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2531865829552399050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2044378348726733360</id><published>2008-12-19T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:31:51.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Photo Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUwSGEE9tII/AAAAAAAAAbY/kKln7cqtuwQ/s1600-h/Christmas+outtakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUwSGEE9tII/AAAAAAAAAbY/kKln7cqtuwQ/s400/Christmas+outtakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to get a cute picture of the kids for Christmas cards, and I think I did get ONE cute one. You don't get to see the cute one, but here are all the other ones, and yes Anna and Matt took those pictures of me so I can't be held responsible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2044378348726733360?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2044378348726733360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2044378348726733360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2044378348726733360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2044378348726733360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-photo-outtakes.html' title='Christmas Photo Outtakes'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUwSGEE9tII/AAAAAAAAAbY/kKln7cqtuwQ/s72-c/Christmas+outtakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2400655452126682380</id><published>2008-12-13T11:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:40:50.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUP5hdL7_AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0DKYew59-Os/s1600-h/Eclairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279337541374049282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUP5hdL7_AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0DKYew59-Os/s320/Eclairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather outside is very frightful today. Snowing and windy-perfect for staying in and finally getting around to writing a blog post! A couple of weeks ago my Dad was cleaning out his garage and found a whole box filled with my old middle school and high school papers. I had a fun time going through it, but ended up chucking almost everything except two papers I wrote. I thought it might be fun to share one of them I wrote when I was a junior in high school (almost 11 years ago!). So without further ado, I give you "The Great Eclair Heist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weddings are nothing but trouble. My cousin Philip was in the army and was only home on leave for a few days when he decided to get married. That's when the trouble started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of the very short notice, the whole affair was thrown together. The reception was only twenty minutes after the actual wedding. At the time I was eleven and my brother Bryan was sixteen and my cousin Drew was fifteen, and when you get two teenage boys together with eclairs-you have two hungry boys with a plan. These two Einsteins decided that wouldn't be able to eat all the eclairs they wanted during the reception and it was only logical that they would have to save some for future hunger attacks. When they said "save" they actually meant "steal".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;At first the plan was to sneak the eclairs two by two right out the front door-it was to be the crime of the century, but it was spoiled by a large crowd of adults gathering in the hallway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan B: go with bulk. The head genius said to me, the official guinea pig, "Hey, Beth! why don't you go outside and stand by the window, and we'll hand the whole box out to you." Glad to be included in the plan, I said, "Okay, sure."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was standing outside the kitchen window shivering when the widow creaked open, and the pink bakery box came sliding out. Bryan whispered, "You got it Beth?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yep", I said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There was about a one inch space between the top of the box and the bottom of the window where I could see Bryan carefully coaxing the loot out the window. All of a sudden I saw my two conspirators disappear. I felt some evil presence enter the kitchen. Then I saw IT--The mother of the bride...we were toast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT was looking around the kitchen for an explanation to the box of baked goods sticking half way out the window. This lady just happened to have one glass eye, and I am not making this up, only one eye slowly turned and met mine--there was fire in that eye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was February, but I started to sweat. I ditched the eclairs and did the only thing a kid in my situation could do--I ran.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When IT finally found me hiding behind a bush, I got the lecture of my life. I mean I was blamed for everything from ruining the whole wedding to her dog Sparky's recent death. My partners in crime denied everything. As for me I humbly gave up the eclairs and was sentenced to dish duty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there you have it, I hope it brought back some fond memories of your own youthful pranks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy snow day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2400655452126682380?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2400655452126682380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2400655452126682380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2400655452126682380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2400655452126682380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowed-in.html' title='Snowed In'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SUP5hdL7_AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0DKYew59-Os/s72-c/Eclairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3124037675388927388</id><published>2008-11-23T23:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:29:11.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SSpJLG0WwzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MJg6qOUIWB8/s1600-h/DSCN1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272106768948183858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SSpJLG0WwzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MJg6qOUIWB8/s320/DSCN1200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Everybody! It's been a while since we posted anything. Not too much has been going on outside the normal wash-rinse-dry-repeat cycle, but here's what we have been up to the past couple of weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kent: Has been kicking butt and takin' out the trash at work as usual, and was rewarded with a pay raise (yeah!). He has also been playing a game on the 360 called "Fallout 3" which is pretty cool (even I think so).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna: Is a very good helper, she loves to wash dishes. She has also been painting a lot lately and is quite creative. I have been teaching her to read, she is a quick learner, but she hasn't had that "A-Ha!" moment yet where it all comes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt: Gets funnier by the day. He came up to me the other day and said, "why am I so weird?" He has so much energy and is a really fun little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth: I recently joined a gym and hired a personal trainer to help me get more in shape for running. It has been a lot of fun (and a little painful!). Other than that I do lots of laundry, and cleaning and fall asleep on the couch every night while Kent is playing xbox (aahhh the soothing sounds of machine gun fire!) It's a pretty good life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SSpJLdWdh2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NU6yrjEHlLo/s1600-h/DSCN1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272106774996813666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SSpJLdWdh2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NU6yrjEHlLo/s320/DSCN1210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-3124037675388927388?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3124037675388927388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3124037675388927388&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3124037675388927388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3124037675388927388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time No Blog'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SSpJLG0WwzI/AAAAAAAAAa4/MJg6qOUIWB8/s72-c/DSCN1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1438541197941026414</id><published>2008-11-06T14:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:29:38.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Make Him Angry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRNennohGaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6RVQTKB2hTY/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265656424073075106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRNennohGaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6RVQTKB2hTY/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRNebyCDMCI/AAAAAAAAAao/r6QgOwNZ0Ak/s1600-h/image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photochop was produced by one of the members of the team Kent works with after he expressed some frustration with a persistent sales engineer. Evidently, it was the most frustrated anyone had seen him get. Kent doesn't get angry, and is mostly sedate, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1438541197941026414?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1438541197941026414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1438541197941026414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1438541197941026414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1438541197941026414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-make-him-angry.html' title='Don&apos;t Make Him Angry...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRNennohGaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/6RVQTKB2hTY/s72-c/image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3001496194236832690</id><published>2008-11-05T10:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:50:23.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa2rY5h1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cZEXEjRMhPU/s1600-h/DSCN1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230072267769682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa2rY5h1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cZEXEjRMhPU/s320/DSCN1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our first snow of the season today! It was very exciting to wake up to a beautiful white world. The kids and I had a great time making snowballs and stomping through all that fresh powder. We even made a mini snowman family! And now the results you have all been waiting for... the winners of the caption contest. The overall winner was Grandpa McLean for the funniest, and an honorable mention goes to Brenda for the longest caption-Great work guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa3RFFUVI/AAAAAAAAAag/K-cZVRtN-gQ/s1600-h/DSCN1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230082385203538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa3RFFUVI/AAAAAAAAAag/K-cZVRtN-gQ/s320/DSCN1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa3C711aI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Cjnco5oDuDU/s1600-h/DSCN1232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265230078588343714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa3C711aI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Cjnco5oDuDU/s320/DSCN1232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-3001496194236832690?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3001496194236832690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3001496194236832690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3001496194236832690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3001496194236832690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SRHa2rY5h1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cZEXEjRMhPU/s72-c/DSCN1229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2988877514905899311</id><published>2008-10-26T19:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:15:54.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Stuff</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a really fun day. Our ward primary had a Halloween carnival, which I had forgotten about, so I had to hurry and finish Matt's spider costume. Luckily Anna wanted to be Cinderella again so her costume was no problem! Here's a few before and after shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUhrvHhBMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/PBqbHWHzkDA/s1600-h/DSCN1214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261648774918374594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUhrvHhBMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/PBqbHWHzkDA/s320/DSCN1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spider Huggged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUhr2XL1LI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mLG67pRpE3A/s1600-h/DSCN1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261648776863143090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUhr2XL1LI/AAAAAAAAAZI/mLG67pRpE3A/s320/DSCN1216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw4MgGuGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9Y_HOQRaKNc/s1600-h/DSCN1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665481638983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw4MgGuGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9Y_HOQRaKNc/s320/DSCN1217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday was our wedding anniversary we all went up to temple square to have lunch at the Lion House Pantry, which is where we had our wedding lunch 6 years ago (aaahhhh!). After lunch we walked around temple square and enjoyed the beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw5AYquRI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/C_s72QpHHQM/s1600-h/DSCN1220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665495566432530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw5AYquRI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/C_s72QpHHQM/s320/DSCN1220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw4TQkQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/cDgzj1Fx-nQ/s1600-h/DSCN1219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261665483452859218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUw4TQkQ1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/cDgzj1Fx-nQ/s320/DSCN1219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we had dinner with my family, my oldest brother Bill was visiting from Georgia-it was really fun to see him! All in all it was a really great, beautiful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2988877514905899311?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2988877514905899311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2988877514905899311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2988877514905899311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2988877514905899311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-stuff.html' title='Saturday Stuff'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SQUhrvHhBMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/PBqbHWHzkDA/s72-c/DSCN1214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8295788224417198904</id><published>2008-10-19T21:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:37:09.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That (and that other thing!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SPwBfo278EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QHwXsp5M--Y/s1600-h/009292-R2-02-21A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259080107917307970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SPwBfo278EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QHwXsp5M--Y/s320/009292-R2-02-21A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since I have updated our blog, so I thought I would just write a mish-mash post. First a few words about the title. I have decided to rename our blog to "The Whistling McLeans" at least for now for a couple of reasons. The first being that my first choice of title namely, "THE BIBLE", was already taken. The second is that the name "Stickly Speaking" doesn't make sense without the adorable stick figures of all us that was supposed to appear with the title. So I am going to stop feeling guilty because I haven't gotten around to redesigning our blog with stick figures and just rename the darn thing. That being said, "The Whistling McLeans" is a very fitting name because we all are very talented whistlers (except Matt, but he's learning). Even Anna who just turned 4 can whistle, and especially likes to show off her skills when we are at the check out at the store.&lt;br /&gt;They split our ward again today, this makes the third and hopefully last time we will have split since we moved here. I was relived that we stayed in the same ward, but I did loose a couple of kids from my primary class, which is a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, are we sick of being sick! first I had a nasty cold with extra sinus congestion, and then last tues/wed Kent had the flu-urg! So now we are all well and will hopefully stay that way for a while!&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday will be our 6th wedding anniversary. I think we have built a nice cozy life together in these past six years. Kent is a good Hubby and a good Dad too-and I sure love him!&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have started running with a friend because it's too dark/scary/boring to run by myself all the time, and she has talked me into training for the Salt Lake half marathon. It's not until next April, so we have plenty of time to get ready, but I have to admit that anything with the word "marathon" attached to it makes me a little nervous! That being said, I think it will be a great goal to work towards.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's about it! phew! oh yeah, that is a picture of my bike, isn't it great? Have a great week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8295788224417198904?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8295788224417198904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8295788224417198904&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8295788224417198904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8295788224417198904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-and-that-and-that-other-thing.html' title='This and That (and that other thing!)'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SPwBfo278EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QHwXsp5M--Y/s72-c/009292-R2-02-21A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2975670935794907850</id><published>2008-10-11T19:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:19:08.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The challenge is complete</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Bethany and I completed the last day of &lt;a href="http://www.hundredpushups.com/"&gt;the hundred push up challenge&lt;/a&gt;. It's great motivation to do something hard like that with a committed partner. It is a lot of fun, too! Our routine over the last 6+ weeks of driving through the challenge has been to watch a show (we've been catching up on the newer Battlestar Galactica via Netflix) and do the pushups during the commercial breaks (or at least where they would be...). This provides a nice break betwixt sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm thinking we'll start the program over so that we can maintain the strength that we've gained this first time through the program. Then on top of the maintenance on our upper bodies we'll convert the program to a simultaneous hundred sit up challenge to whittle away at our flabby torsos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see the comments and see that all this technology can attract long lost family and friends like c.l. It gets me remembering lots of latent, good memories that make up who I am today. It also makes me wonder how people find our little, tiny plot in cyberspace. It will be interesting to see who we can (re)connect with over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethany has had a cold the past couple of days, but she continues to keep the house and the kids in shape. She's great. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2975670935794907850?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2975670935794907850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2975670935794907850&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2975670935794907850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2975670935794907850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/challenge-is-complete.html' title='The challenge is complete'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-6145811276759770500</id><published>2008-10-07T09:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:46:43.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't You a Little Short For a Stormtrooper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SOuEO0I3RdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7KUZVWnpdjw/s1600-h/DSCN1193.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SOuEO0I3RdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7KUZVWnpdjw/s320/DSCN1193.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry we haven't updated in a while. Not too much has been going on. We had a wonderful(if rainy) conference weekend. Kent's parents were here and we had a really nice time. The kids put the grandparents to work reading stories and playing games-so a good time was had by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-6145811276759770500?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6145811276759770500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=6145811276759770500&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6145811276759770500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/6145811276759770500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/arent-you-little-short-for-stormtroper.html' title='Aren&apos;t You a Little Short For a Stormtrooper?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SOuEO0I3RdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7KUZVWnpdjw/s72-c/DSCN1193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5792755727083169133</id><published>2008-09-24T08:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:20:55.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic at the Park</title><content type='html'>Kent had to work late last night so the kids and I took our dinner down to the park. It was a beautiful evening and we had a lot of fun picnicking and playing. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXGrKl7zI/AAAAAAAAAXU/h8enFNZafJo/s1600-h/DSCN1181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604087831719730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXGrKl7zI/AAAAAAAAAXU/h8enFNZafJo/s320/DSCN1181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXHkPqs6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/1k4z12720bs/s1600-h/DSCN1182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604103153824674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXHkPqs6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/1k4z12720bs/s320/DSCN1182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXHyioWWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SHMGGqcTb24/s1600-h/DSCN1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604106991458658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXHyioWWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SHMGGqcTb24/s320/DSCN1183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXIEYicfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ZPpH2mv-elg/s1600-h/DSCN1184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604111780966898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXIEYicfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/ZPpH2mv-elg/s320/DSCN1184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thank you for all your kind condolences for the untimely death of my mac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5792755727083169133?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5792755727083169133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5792755727083169133&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5792755727083169133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5792755727083169133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/picnic-at-park.html' title='Picnic at the Park'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SNpXGrKl7zI/AAAAAAAAAXU/h8enFNZafJo/s72-c/DSCN1181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-985874562007259403</id><published>2008-09-15T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:06:50.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P Mac  2003-2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SM8iyRI51yI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6C4FzVBLmN8/s1600-h/009292-R2-04-19A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SM8iyRI51yI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6C4FzVBLmN8/s320/009292-R2-04-19A.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&lt;br /&gt;"Ode to Mac"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My little computer died last week.&lt;br /&gt;although you did your job&lt;br /&gt;a replacement I soon will seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could talk and tell jokes too,&lt;br /&gt;oh, mac you were so cute&lt;br /&gt;But your screen is black, and now I'm blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free of power cords, keyboards and mice,&lt;br /&gt;now to computer heaven you will go,&lt;br /&gt;where all old macs and PC's meet-and it's nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' 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/910254136637426852-985874562007259403?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/985874562007259403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=985874562007259403&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/985874562007259403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/985874562007259403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-mac-2003-2008.html' title='R.I.P Mac  2003-2008'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SM8iyRI51yI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6C4FzVBLmN8/s72-c/009292-R2-04-19A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5020902831275283933</id><published>2008-09-13T23:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:15:28.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate to be a bore and have two fitness related posts in a row, but I couldn't resist sharing these pictures. Last week a friend invited me to go running with her on this trail that is in the hills just above our neighborhood. We went at about 6:00 a.m. so it was dark and the lights down in the valley were pretty awesome, but I wondered what it looked like during the day. So I ran the same trail last Saturday morning by myself and was just loving the landscape--I decided I had to come back again and bring my camera (which was kind of a pain-but hey, what's a photographer to do?).&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyq3bV4oxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EtK1VJicEds/s1600-h/sept08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyq3bV4oxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EtK1VJicEds/s320/sept08+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245755535188861714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first one is on the uphill side and as you can see, having the trail lined with lovely sunflowers makes running up this hill only slightly more pleasant.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrNIdUPGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N3b0mx9jVk0/s1600-h/sept08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrNIdUPGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N3b0mx9jVk0/s320/sept08+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245755908076878946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrNPLKhcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vzinJfL0j4g/s1600-h/sept08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrNPLKhcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/vzinJfL0j4g/s320/sept08+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245755909879793090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are the view from the top (that's Utah Lake on the very left).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrcqH520I/AAAAAAAAAVE/-9_PPtMgPVo/s1600-h/sept08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyrcqH520I/AAAAAAAAAVE/-9_PPtMgPVo/s320/sept08+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245756174811913026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is evidence that the native hillbillies have been here. All in all it's about a 3.5 mile run, and with some good music on my ipod it makes for a beautiful workout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5020902831275283933?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5020902831275283933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5020902831275283933&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5020902831275283933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5020902831275283933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-morning-run.html' title='Saturday Morning Run'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMyq3bV4oxI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EtK1VJicEds/s72-c/sept08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-2098078229511395060</id><published>2008-09-11T10:49:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:44:03.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Pushups or Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMlPMU_PNuI/AAAAAAAAARk/zDSPJxqsVVg/s1600-h/Marines_do_pushups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMlPMU_PNuI/AAAAAAAAARk/zDSPJxqsVVg/s320/Marines_do_pushups.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244810314260625122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago Kent and I started the hundred push up challenge. It's a 6 week program, and at the end of it you should be able to do 100 pushups, hence the name. Kent and I are about half way through week three, and it's getting kind of tough! Last night after all our sets were compleate Kent had done a total of 105 pushups and I did 71-woot! So I'm calling you guys out to join us in the pushup challenge. You can find the program at &lt;a href="http://www.hundredpushups.com" target="_new"&gt;www.hundredpushups.com&lt;/a&gt;. Everyone starts at a different level, so no excuses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-2098078229511395060?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2098078229511395060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=2098078229511395060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2098078229511395060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/2098078229511395060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-pushups-or-bust.html' title='100 Pushups or Bust!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SMlPMU_PNuI/AAAAAAAAARk/zDSPJxqsVVg/s72-c/Marines_do_pushups.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-4870780074641880889</id><published>2008-09-07T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:43:14.338-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fbikebellgirl%2Falbumid%2F5243486876851936049%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have decided to start taking more pictures with my "real" camera--my big SLR. In my camera bag I found a roll of film that I took last September when we were visiting the in laws in Hamilton, Montana. There are a few pictures of the parade we went to that was celebrating the opening of the Ravalli County fair. The great thing about small town parades are that they are A)short. B)you can always find a good spot. C)everything is considered a "float" from tractors to truck beds. D)you get lots of candy. and last but not least, they are E)short. There are a couple of other photos of the kids playing at the park etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-4870780074641880889?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4870780074641880889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=4870780074641880889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4870780074641880889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/4870780074641880889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-in-time.html' title='Back in Time'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3838917409266213833</id><published>2008-09-02T21:44:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:28:14.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electricity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still alive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flames'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>Where there's smoke, there's...</title><content type='html'>Well, we were going to keep the suspense up for another day, but we have to share. The picture in the last post is a parked fire engine. Parked right outside our house. You don't see the ambulance that is also parked outside our house. Nothing to worry about, so don't get your heart rate up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Sunday night there was a storm with a LOT of wind and a LOT of rain. Bethany and I were watching a bit of TV before we went to sleep. Beth said that she smelled smoke. I retorted that her nose was broken, and kept on lounging in true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Labor Day fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I started to smell something funny, too. It smelled just like a campfire. I inquired if Beth's feet had been washed with soap lately, and she didn't reply. Plus Beth's feet don't smell like they're on fire usually, so... We sniffed around and thought that the smell was coming from the basement area. Our basement is unfinished, and all concrete-y, not very combustible. But, the smell was definitely stronger in the basement than upstairs. (Don't worry Scott, your stuff is still safely tucked away under your drop cloths.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't see anything smoking or on fire, and did the rounds of the inside of our house a few times. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to get the right people involved -- we called the police. Yep. And they sent the fire department as well as an ambulance just in case something exciting was actually happening. We could hear the sirens coming even though I distinctly remember telling the dispatcher on the other end of the phone line that nothing was on fire. The big, noisy trucks with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;flashing&lt;/span&gt; lights drove past our house, down to the end of the street (we live on one end of Pumpkin Patch Drive) and started backing up to find the right house. Bethany called our next door neighbors to try to mitigate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;panic&lt;/span&gt; and inevitable heart attack that would follow. I flagged the fire truck down and the crew unloaded in full regalia -- oxygen tanks, fire axes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story slightly shorter, the fire crew (in full fire gear, mind you) swept our house from top to bottom, inside and out, to find the source of the woodsy smell that we though was coming from our basement. And the best part? With 3 firemen in full gear walking around our house, the basement, the attic -- it didn't wake the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they smelled it, but they couldn't come up with anything more than Beth and I had. So they went back to their firehouse and commenced to play poker and smoke cigars. Probably not. Beth says that the firemen were "hunky". and more than likely, they went back to the firehouse and commenced watching "My Turn on Earth". It IS Utah, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;firemen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; assurance that our house was in no apparent danger, we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday, we made the last post, still not knowing what had caused the smell, but having an experience to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today (Tuesday), and I came home from work early because Norm, whom I car pool with each day to work, was having some severe allergies and went home early from work. My family was gone to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in laws in Sandy&lt;/span&gt;, so I strolled around the grounds to see how many of my newly spread &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wood chips&lt;/span&gt; had blown into my neighbors' planter beds during the weekend storms. More than a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the length of this post. I should write a novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of my inspection, I found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4QydlmdII/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvCf1fxyZhM/s1600-h/DSCN1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241645475427677314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4QydlmdII/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvCf1fxyZhM/s320/DSCN1145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just under the eave of our deck, right next to the house. That's an electrical transformer that plugs into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; power outlet, some wire, and a joiner (can't think of the real term just now) right in the middle of the charred area. These components used to run the landscaping lights in the southwest portion of our yard. What I imagine happened is that with the heavy rain, the joiner/junction got wet enough that it shorted out and super-heated the wire coming from the transformer to the joiner. An electrical fire erupted around the wire, and was then put out by the continuing rain. Here are some more photos that show more of the damaged components.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4e9I7mY6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2FByaiuMhY8/s1600-h/DSCN1147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661052024152994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4e9I7mY6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/2FByaiuMhY8/s320/DSCN1147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4e9S8zwzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6dSQ-AGH4zM/s1600-h/DSCN1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241661054713578290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4e9S8zwzI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6dSQ-AGH4zM/s320/DSCN1149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the photos show, the wiring was charred right into the transformer box and just past the joiner thing. I'm not sure whether the transformer box is still functional. Those things that I'm holding are some of the wiring that is fused with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wood chips&lt;/span&gt; it was on and what's left of the joiner that was in the middle of the charred, burned area by the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the firemen were at our house, the fire must have gone out. Plus, with it dark, wet everywhere, and windy, you wouldn't see this spot at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what almost went down Sunday night. As my mother would say, we thank our lucky stars that we have a house that isn't black, smoky and mostly open air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-3838917409266213833?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3838917409266213833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3838917409266213833&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3838917409266213833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3838917409266213833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-theres-smoke-theres.html' title='Where there&apos;s smoke, there&apos;s...'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMOY97lZKz0/SL4QydlmdII/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvCf1fxyZhM/s72-c/DSCN1145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7077929380103705192</id><published>2008-09-01T20:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:11:21.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up the Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLygADbt5RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VI3078vMmDw/s1600-h/DSCN1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241239989134419218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLygADbt5RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VI3078vMmDw/s320/DSCN1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken last night at around 11:00 p.m. Leave a comment and tell us what you think happened!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7077929380103705192?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7077929380103705192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7077929380103705192&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7077929380103705192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7077929380103705192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-up-neighborhood.html' title='Wake Up the Neighborhood'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLygADbt5RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VI3078vMmDw/s72-c/DSCN1139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8344642731552495781</id><published>2008-08-28T17:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T17:35:16.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts All Around</title><content type='html'>For a couple of weeks now we have been trying to talk Anna into getting a haircut. I wasn't thinking anything drastic, just a trim, because everytime I bring the hairbrush near her head she starts complaining and screaming (If she knew any swear words she would probably use them!). I heard about this place called "Cookie Cutters", it's a hair cut place for kids. I have been talking it up to Anna for a few days, and this morning I showed her pictures on their website, and she was finally sold. I took both the kids in this afternoon and it was so awesome! They let each kid pick a movie to watch and they got to sit in these cute cars and airplanes while they got their hairs cut.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10PRg3AI/AAAAAAAAADU/YOR0qSU6-m8/s1600-h/haircut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10PRg3AI/AAAAAAAAADU/YOR0qSU6-m8/s320/haircut1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239715863038319618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10XEfauI/AAAAAAAAADc/tTqsFiaBil4/s1600-h/haircut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10XEfauI/AAAAAAAAADc/tTqsFiaBil4/s320/haircut2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239715865131182818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10ytwpVI/AAAAAAAAADk/311m5gVM9Xw/s1600-h/haircut3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10ytwpVI/AAAAAAAAADk/311m5gVM9Xw/s320/haircut3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239715872552035666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anna loved it! Her stylist was super nice and even blow dried and styled her hair. After their cuts they got balloons and a sucker so of course they were in heaven. This is was Anna's first real hair cut and she got about 3 inches trimmed off. As for Matt, this is probably his 50th haircut-so no big deal-but he does look handsome! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc2C9-8NrI/AAAAAAAAADs/oeFsVANuUO4/s1600-h/haircut4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc2C9-8NrI/AAAAAAAAADs/oeFsVANuUO4/s320/haircut4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239716116095055538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc2DGpi6JI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ff4ktfeb-nU/s1600-h/haircut5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc2DGpi6JI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ff4ktfeb-nU/s320/haircut5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239716118421235858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8344642731552495781?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8344642731552495781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8344642731552495781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8344642731552495781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8344642731552495781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/haircuts-all-around.html' title='Haircuts All Around'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLc10PRg3AI/AAAAAAAAADU/YOR0qSU6-m8/s72-c/haircut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-3663319956122713380</id><published>2008-08-27T21:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:17:22.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Following the Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLYYtHLadMI/AAAAAAAAACk/6W2RcB1lYrA/s1600-h/theline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLYYtHLadMI/AAAAAAAAACk/6W2RcB1lYrA/s320/theline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239402379792250050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Anna eating breakfast while watching cartoons. She is not allowed to eat in the living room, so she scooted her chair as close to the living room as possible while still technically in the kitchen. That girl is great! &lt;br /&gt;Summer is coming to a close. You can tell because just when it has finally cooled down enough to allow our lawn to be green again, the kids (not our kids, the neighborhood kids) have resumed trampling our lawn on thier way to and from school. Not only are we on a corner lot near the elementary school so lazy 5th graders cut across the lawn, we are lucky enough to be the bus stop for the middle and high schoolers who shuffle off the bus each day with their slouchy pants and cell phones. I never thought I'd turn into that old person who is always yelling at kids to get off their lawn-but I have been seriously contemplating purchasing some water ballons and putting them to good use!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-3663319956122713380?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3663319956122713380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=3663319956122713380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3663319956122713380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/3663319956122713380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/following-rules.html' title='Following the Rules'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLYYtHLadMI/AAAAAAAAACk/6W2RcB1lYrA/s72-c/theline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8173049736492608490</id><published>2008-08-25T07:31:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:09:42.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lake &amp; Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK5Gdou1jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WRstU7N4U08/s1600-h/kidbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK5Gdou1jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WRstU7N4U08/s320/kidbeach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238452837271131698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK4hKEg1vI/AAAAAAAAABs/5ifnvNd-FEI/s1600-h/oneupandonedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK4hKEg1vI/AAAAAAAAABs/5ifnvNd-FEI/s320/oneupandonedown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238452196363785970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week the kids and I drove up to Bear Lake to go camping with my family. My brother Bryan and his family drove down from Washington and Anna and Matt had a great time playing with some of their cousins. Bear Lake is a really fun place to take kids because it has a sand beach and the water is shallow. So we spent the first day at the beach playing in the water and building sand castles.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK6A5RKb8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/w9pqVmc7duU/s1600-h/treasurehunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK6A5RKb8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/w9pqVmc7duU/s320/treasurehunt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238453841120882626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK6Aw9KV8I/AAAAAAAAACE/Jh5J7rqreM8/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK6Aw9KV8I/AAAAAAAAACE/Jh5J7rqreM8/s320/map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238453838889506754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day my sister, Sarah, and I made a treasure hunt for the kids, and they had a great time finding the treasure-they had so much fun that after they found their treasure they made another treasure hunt for the grown-ups to do! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK7Pod3tYI/AAAAAAAAACM/qZHYUNTx6kM/s1600-h/hike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK7Pod3tYI/AAAAAAAAACM/qZHYUNTx6kM/s320/hike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238455193820444034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK7QAwsW0I/AAAAAAAAACU/-6-6aHgHw_M/s1600-h/hike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK7QAwsW0I/AAAAAAAAACU/-6-6aHgHw_M/s320/hike2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238455200341842754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later that day we all went on a hike on the limber pine trail. On Thursday we were going to go to the beach again, but it was so windy! So we drove home to find...a giant pile of wood chips in the driveway! Oi! So I spent Friday and Saturday shoveling wood chips and doing laundry! But we had a great time on our camping trip-It was great to see everybody.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK8UX9hELI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ig-O4GAUF0Q/s1600-h/lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK8UX9hELI/AAAAAAAAACc/Ig-O4GAUF0Q/s320/lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238456374800748722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is the view of the lake from our campground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8173049736492608490?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8173049736492608490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8173049736492608490&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8173049736492608490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8173049736492608490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/bear-lake-back.html' title='Bear Lake &amp; Back'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SLK5Gdou1jI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WRstU7N4U08/s72-c/kidbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-5887991348093223362</id><published>2008-08-24T08:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:49:25.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachelor days have come and gone again</title><content type='html'>This past week, Bethany and the kids drove through Wyoming and back to Northern Utah to get to Bear Lake. The in laws had a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whooptie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt; together on the shores of the lake. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I took time off from work and partied by myself at home. By partied, I mean I did back-breaking work in the yard and under the clothes washer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they went to the in law infestation Tuesday and got back Thursday evening. They brought with them a car full of sand, and a week's worth of laundry. They must have had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they took the car, I was left defenseless and immobile, much like a newly born kangaroo. It is nice, though, to have the opportunity to not have to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned, while they were away, I had plenty to do. I painted a section of wall behind the clothes washer that was just drywall. We had replaced a section of wall that had been damaged when one of our pipes started leaking last year and just hadn't finished the job. I also replaced the floorboard on the other side of the wall (through the wall). I mowed and trimmed the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the big project for this week started when we had 7 yards of shredded bark dumped on our driveway Tuesday morning just after I was left to myself. We started a project last year that entailed spreading shredded bark over the planter beds in our yard. At that time we didn't have enough shredded bark to finish the job, and we didn't really do it right. We didn't put weed block down under the bark, so we still had to pull weeds every Saturday. Not this time. Tuesday morning through Thursday, I moved the existing bark &lt;em&gt;out of&lt;/em&gt; the beds where it was, put down weed block, and then put that bark back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Beth and the kids got back, they couldn't park in the garage due to the huge pile of shredded bark in the driveway blocking the entrance. So the car had to stay on the street for a few nights. Friday and Saturday, Beth and I tackled the two big planter areas, I putting down weed block and she hauling the shredded bark from the driveway to the planter beds where I handily spread it about in a uniform pattern of random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;barkiness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get some pictures up of the end result. Sometimes it's hard to comprehend that this is my house and my yard. Most of the time it feels like I work as part of the maintenance crew at somebody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; home while the owner is away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention that shredded bark dust gets everywhere. I've been blowing shredded bark out of my nose this whole week. And sneezing all over the place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-5887991348093223362?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5887991348093223362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=5887991348093223362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5887991348093223362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/5887991348093223362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/bachelor-days-have-come-and-gone-again.html' title='Bachelor days have come and gone again'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8681066166338211486</id><published>2008-08-06T23:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:10:33.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out For A Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqDwhcNt1I/AAAAAAAAABY/5-UtNLxbEfo/s1600-h/sassafrass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqDwhcNt1I/AAAAAAAAABY/5-UtNLxbEfo/s320/sassafrass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231638786777921362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Anna looked so cute with her boots on when we took our strollers out for a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8681066166338211486?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8681066166338211486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8681066166338211486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8681066166338211486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8681066166338211486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/out-for-walk.html' title='Out For A Walk'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqDwhcNt1I/AAAAAAAAABY/5-UtNLxbEfo/s72-c/sassafrass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7804153406821148012</id><published>2008-08-06T23:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:03:48.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Licked and Loving it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqCEUA-mUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PgUup90GFnQ/s1600-h/likedbyacow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqCEUA-mUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PgUup90GFnQ/s320/likedbyacow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231636927748151618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I took the kids to the Thanksgiving Point farm. They had some really cute baby goats and we went for a hayride and Matt got licked by this cow-he thought it was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7804153406821148012?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7804153406821148012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7804153406821148012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7804153406821148012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7804153406821148012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/licked-and-loving-it.html' title='Licked and Loving it'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SJqCEUA-mUI/AAAAAAAAABQ/PgUup90GFnQ/s72-c/likedbyacow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-635157148618940765</id><published>2008-07-28T20:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:11:23.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight Followed By a Dark Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SI6GOxPPZHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/95tpK25J8Ew/s1600-h/darkknight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SI6GOxPPZHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/95tpK25J8Ew/s320/darkknight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228263805717275762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night Kent and I saw the new Batman movie. In IMAX. The movie was big, it was dark, it was scary and most of all it was AWESOME! The villian in this batman movie is the Joker-and let me just say that he was so good at being phsyco, unpredicable, downright frightening, and even hilarious that I had nightmares about him the night after we saw it. Now I'm going to gush a little--I pretty much love all the guys in this move: Christian Bale, Gary Oldman (the mustache!), Michael Caine (I could use someone like Alfred to clean my mansion!)--They are all just fantastic. The story was good, the stunts were sweet, and I can't wait to watch it on blu-ray along with all the special features.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-635157148618940765?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/635157148618940765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=635157148618940765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/635157148618940765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/635157148618940765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight-followed-by-dark-night.html' title='The Dark Knight Followed By a Dark Night'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SI6GOxPPZHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/95tpK25J8Ew/s72-c/darkknight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8917361672048821465</id><published>2008-07-27T15:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:13:01.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest loser?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At work last year, the engineering department had an informal 'Biggest Loser' competition for anyone that wanted to participate. For those not in the know with bad "reality" television, The Biggest Loser is a show where a bunch of fat people compete to see who can lose the most overall weight and win the grand prize -- money to spend on food...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, they decided to do it again this year, except that this year it's company-wide and sponsored. So, this year, they can afford a scale that can measure a person's body fat index, and hopefully offer a better prize than last year. I don't even know what the prize was last year, so it couldn't have been terribly enticing. Also this year, the competition will go from August to April of next year. What this means to me is that there's a chance for those that are serious to make some lifestyle changes rather than binge dieting then binge eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I don't think I'm FAT, I recognize that I'm a tad on the pudgy side (or both sides, really). So, I've decided that I'm going to participate in this Biggest Loser competition. I probably won't win, because I've seen the competition and they're going to be much bigger losers than I am by virtue of them being much BIGGER losers already. Uh Huh. I'll be cutting out some of my basic food groups: soda pop, M&amp;amp;Ms, etc. To do that, I'm going to keep a daily food diary to record everything that ends up in my stomach via my mouth. We'll see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8917361672048821465?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8917361672048821465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8917361672048821465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8917361672048821465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8917361672048821465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/biggest-loser.html' title='The biggest loser?'/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-1957859230627604335</id><published>2008-07-21T21:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:11:23.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kids Enjoy Some Juice and Some Shade at Payson Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SIVZEvtMtwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_kD5Pu5qPrw/s1600-h/atthelake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SIVZEvtMtwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_kD5Pu5qPrw/s320/atthelake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225680880693720834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-1957859230627604335?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1957859230627604335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=1957859230627604335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1957859230627604335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/1957859230627604335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-enjoy-some-juice-and-some-shade-at.html' title='The Kids Enjoy Some Juice and Some Shade at Payson Lake'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SIVZEvtMtwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_kD5Pu5qPrw/s72-c/atthelake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-7574511547594871174</id><published>2008-07-21T08:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:54:34.079-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMAX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HD-DVD'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We took the opportunity to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Payson&lt;/span&gt; Lake with a friend from work and his wife. It was nice. It's a long, winding drive up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Payson&lt;/span&gt; Canyon. I was surprised by the volume of people that were there. They just kept coming. We stayed long enough for the kids to get a little wet, eat a few hot dogs, and each have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;s'more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also surprised to realize that I had been there before. I believe it was when Bethany and I were dating. Her family went up on a weekend, and I tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning from the lake, we made a quick couple of stops in town and headed home. I replaced some sprinkler nozzles, pulled some weeds, and trimmed the lawn edges while Bethany mowed the lawn. She's awesome like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched Batman Begins on our El Largo TV &lt;em&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt;-DVD&lt;/em&gt;. We're excited to go see The Dark Knight, but didn't go this weekend. We've become addicted to seeing movies on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt; screen when they're available in that format. It's awesome to see a movie in the theater when the heads on the screen are bigger than your car. All you can see is the movie, and that experience is much more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;immersive&lt;/span&gt; than the "normal" movie-going experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're hoping to get tickets this weekend to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TheDark&lt;/span&gt; Knight, and we'll be taking my brother and the same friend/wife combo that we went to the lake with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-7574511547594871174?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7574511547594871174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=7574511547594871174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7574511547594871174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/7574511547594871174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-took-opportunity-to-go-to-payson.html' title=''/><author><name>Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11398537354856551148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-9077544880639697991</id><published>2008-06-30T23:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:11:23.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The jibblies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SGm87Ln86XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ARwHJrVFdf0/s1600-h/spider1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SGm87Ln86XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ARwHJrVFdf0/s320/spider1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217909368204093810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gigantic wolf spider lives on our patio and as of today is still alive...somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SGm87O3na-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kGgrZ1KjEBU/s1600-h/spider2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SGm87O3na-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/kGgrZ1KjEBU/s320/spider2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217909369075100642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what kind of spider this is, but I think he must have spent some time in the navy if the heart tatoo on his back is any indication. He  was on my window today and I had a terrible time getting up the guts to smash him on account of his hairy hugeness. So I went to the basement and got some snowboots on, but then I thought "thats no good, he's probably waiting to jump on me!". So plan "B" was to get a log and smash him from a safe distance-which worked brilliantly, but I am telling you the sound of his hairy heiny being crushed was horrible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-9077544880639697991?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9077544880639697991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=9077544880639697991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9077544880639697991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/9077544880639697991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/jibblies.html' title='The jibblies'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/SGm87Ln86XI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ARwHJrVFdf0/s72-c/spider1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-910254136637426852.post-8604617970300085434</id><published>2008-06-30T17:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:25:59.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Take It Anymore!</title><content type='html'>I think blogs are cool. That said, I haven't wanted to start my own blog (until now) for two reasons: 1) there's something weird about me that makes me resist doing the same thing that others are doing (i.e. watching "Titanic", wearing flip-flops, and  owning a futon)  and 2) I don't want to feel guilty about not doing one more thing. &lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to just do it! Hey, I know the Grandma's will appreciate it if nothing else! Plus as an added bonus if I blog I can stop feeling guilty about not scrapbooking and/or keeping a journal! Who knows what's next? maybe I'll even catch "Titanic" on cable sometime! The futon, however, is definatly NEVER going to happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/910254136637426852-8604617970300085434?l=bikebellgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8604617970300085434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=910254136637426852&amp;postID=8604617970300085434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8604617970300085434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/910254136637426852/posts/default/8604617970300085434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikebellgirl.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-take-it-anymore.html' title='I Can&apos;t Take It Anymore!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02321970230712600324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dsgDeqStGV4/TFecyEvUW4I/AAAAAAAABao/x7vBX0yZf9k/S220/July24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
