<?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-1014747422035908903</id><updated>2011-10-24T23:53:29.219-07:00</updated><category term='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnoPunUhttp://bp0.blogger.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnoPunUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Uh1-udUm42U/s1600-h/NIACT+01.jpgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Uh1-udUm42U/s1600-h/NIACT+01.jpg'/><title type='text'>The Josh's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-12690372678814139</id><published>2011-06-19T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:37:56.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day to you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is a video Isabel and I put together about her Daddy. I hope he is able to see it without interruption. We miss you lots and Love you More.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QZs_Gp1BwJA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-12690372678814139?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/12690372678814139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/12690372678814139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-to-you.html' title='Happy Fathers Day to you....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QZs_Gp1BwJA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8708674430160082083</id><published>2011-06-17T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:42:39.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfect 80's video.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Best movie video I have seen in a long time. I really hope they turn this character into a full length movie, I would totally watch it! Hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KlyXNRrsk4A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8708674430160082083?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8708674430160082083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8708674430160082083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-80s-video.html' title='a perfect 80&apos;s video.....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KlyXNRrsk4A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2928278204330902558</id><published>2011-06-16T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T16:05:41.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since January....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since January we have been keeping busy while traveling back and forth from Utah, Arizona, and San Diego. Josh is still out on deployment and missing all the fun. We can't wait for him to get back to us. It will be a wonderful homecoming, especially when he will be coming home to not 2 but 3 of us. How strange that will be for him. Not a day has gone by that Isabel does not mention him or say something in reference to him. For example, she wants dad noodles for dinner (top ramen) or dads flower seeds (sunflower seeds), or wrestling like dad. He was worried she would forget, but it is very hard to forget your best friend. Even if you are 2 and turned 3 while gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had to celebrate Isabel's 3 birthday without Josh. But we went home to Utah and family made Isabel feel so special. Her Pascal cake was the highlight of her birthday. Thanks to my Aunt Julie and Layer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have posted other adventures following this post. Hope you enjoy. And next post will most likely be baby 2 and Josh's homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/3rdBdayAndDisneyland?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h0ogKdXf128/TYo1xzkz2aE/AAAAAAAAFUw/4vsQ3v0e57o/s160-c/3rdBdayAndDisneyland.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/3rdBdayAndDisneyland?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;3rd bday and Disneyland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/1014747422035908903-2928278204330902558?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2928278204330902558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2928278204330902558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-january_6080.html' title='Since January....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h0ogKdXf128/TYo1xzkz2aE/AAAAAAAAFUw/4vsQ3v0e57o/s72-c/3rdBdayAndDisneyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4601811931278182228</id><published>2011-06-16T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:51:33.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since January.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Continued.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom flew to San Diego and stayed for a week before driving back to Utah with me. Of course we had so much fun. Isabel was so happy to have someone besides me in the house. My mom was so happy just to spin on the spinnie thing at the park. She helped with with Iz so much. She helped get her ready for picture day at school and watch her while I had Dr appointment, dentist appointments, and other things that I had to do that are hard with Isabel. I love that my mom is still such a kid at heart. I mean hop scotch and Pepsi floats, not to mention flying a kite at the beach! I can't wait to get her back to play while I have this baby. She will actually be Josh's replacement, which is perfect. The next best thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTxbdj4CHYg/TfqHZFHh0vI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ba_YnIa32k4/s1600/IMG_0320.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTxbdj4CHYg/TfqHZFHh0vI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ba_YnIa32k4/s320/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618952350038348530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLwOP6dzTbI/TfqHZQQhKmI/AAAAAAAAFfk/I4UiI35yKhg/s320/IMG_0314.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618952353028844130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-40iYeu8PoJI/TfqG62KvXKI/AAAAAAAAFfM/Ha-MWH6XqAI/s1600/IMG_0316.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-40iYeu8PoJI/TfqG62KvXKI/AAAAAAAAFfM/Ha-MWH6XqAI/s320/IMG_0316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618951830629211298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGR3tc9GUHs/TfqG7Ze0RyI/AAAAAAAAFfU/cnBVYLuyJuE/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618951840108660514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02J_HYURSI8/TfqGjs8WNnI/AAAAAAAAFe8/dzlgoThsOiE/s320/IMG_0319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618951433015932530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxADAS6i5y8/TfqGjMbM4DI/AAAAAAAAFe0/bRKoG1qQf5Y/s1600/IMG_0312.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxADAS6i5y8/TfqGjMbM4DI/AAAAAAAAFe0/bRKoG1qQf5Y/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618951424286974002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sRusCR3N83s/TfqG6YKRbrI/AAAAAAAAFfE/YuKN2eDys44/s320/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618951822574186162" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4601811931278182228?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4601811931278182228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4601811931278182228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-january_1746.html' title='Since January.....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTxbdj4CHYg/TfqHZFHh0vI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ba_YnIa32k4/s72-c/IMG_0320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3460533448024488040</id><published>2011-06-16T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:39:11.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since January.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;Continued....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So mad I forgot my camera for the best moments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our little fairy girls and all the friends ("kids") we played with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKq7IM1M8pk/TfqFSW8NY6I/AAAAAAAAFek/DpCXjQemyOI/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKq7IM1M8pk/TfqFSW8NY6I/AAAAAAAAFek/DpCXjQemyOI/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618950035540370338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXzxCESWoXk/TfqFRJywtoI/AAAAAAAAFeU/fdbHEiJyRzM/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618950014831212162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spending time with my in-laws is always fun with many adventures. We drove to Mt Pleasant to see Grandpa Poulsen and visit Grama Poulsen's grave site. I am glad we went, especially since Josh couldn't be there with us. It was a much needed trip to see Grandpa and to let Isabel meet him. While at the cemetery it was very hard to keep Cameron and Isabel from running around, even Nicholas was running with them. Isabel has some bad luck coming to her though. She sat on a tombstone, which was smaller, but she knocked it down. At the time I was so mad and embarrassed, but looking back it is sort of funny. Obviously it was already cracked and split, so to watch Isabel knock it down was just natural. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We watched Cameron race his BMX. He is an all-star! He won first place. Apparently, he does all the time! So glad we got to see him in action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course, it wouldn't be a visit with the Linares' without going to the mall. Luckily they serve Ice Cream at the mall, which grandpa was happy to get Isabel many helpings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And lastly, Isabel eating saltines in Josh's old room and bed. Like father like Daughter.....oh great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-751MmivfTWA/TfqC0y60QbI/AAAAAAAAFeM/PzT5HHf-anU/s1600/IMG_0372.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-751MmivfTWA/TfqC0y60QbI/AAAAAAAAFeM/PzT5HHf-anU/s320/IMG_0372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618947328631390642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJOqgtoHDh4/TfqC0VGIecI/AAAAAAAAFeE/Qgz5wu6GpWI/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618947320625789378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U4YGA-XD3Mc/TfqCRVSDZzI/AAAAAAAAFd0/gYRG8F6J-V8/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618946719380367154" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPIJUsnU2yI/TfqCR0gGd3I/AAAAAAAAFd8/qvQFCTKu1_E/s1600/IMG_0366.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FPIJUsnU2yI/TfqCR0gGd3I/AAAAAAAAFd8/qvQFCTKu1_E/s320/IMG_0366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618946727760787314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6R_gJbouvlc/TfqCQ7wRdyI/AAAAAAAAFds/N5if3yO4yHM/s320/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618946712527796002" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIbvF_uSBjc/TfqFRd4kVbI/AAAAAAAAFec/Px82kEeNIC8/s320/IMG_0324.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618950020224275890" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3460533448024488040?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3460533448024488040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3460533448024488040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-january_1373.html' title='Since January.....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HKq7IM1M8pk/TfqFSW8NY6I/AAAAAAAAFek/DpCXjQemyOI/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8163907847854122560</id><published>2011-06-16T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:20:56.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since January....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continued... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alert: I forgot my camera so I had to use my camera phone to capture some perfect moments. I was so mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went home to Utah in May to meet my new nephews. Yes, my superwomen sister had twins! The cutest things since Bret and Bean. (sorry guys, your old men now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malcolm and Miles or Miles and Malcolm. Not sure which way is flows better. They loved me! I had lots of practice changing boy diapers. Got peed and poop on, but only by Miles. He must feel comfortable with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom and aunt Wendy are proud holders of the twins. I am sure my aunt Wendy was having flashbacks of her boys. I couldn't really tell if they were good or bad though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dALzAjE7V2E/Tfp_SBzFhhI/AAAAAAAAFdc/TJKBfrArvd0/s1600/IMG_0375.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dALzAjE7V2E/Tfp_SBzFhhI/AAAAAAAAFdc/TJKBfrArvd0/s320/IMG_0375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618943432795194898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4IZoMzLYnw/Tfp_SWBemkI/AAAAAAAAFdk/IuZjqxbtk58/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618943438224267842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kWJb7Vd-OY/Tfp-TV0ZGrI/AAAAAAAAFc0/YSSv_zz9EB4/s320/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618942355837622962" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zL3nbQxKJKs/Tfp-y-nIN8I/AAAAAAAAFdU/w0wj39Yoicw/s1600/IMG_0384.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zL3nbQxKJKs/Tfp-y-nIN8I/AAAAAAAAFdU/w0wj39Yoicw/s320/IMG_0384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618942899363788738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day I was introduced to the boys. They really were so special. Then I helped Tiffany the following night. I let her sleep through the night while I tended to the boys. Yes, it was difficult but they just slept on me most the night. I am embarrassed of my sleeping picture, but look how peaceful we all are. Technically I am holding and sleeping with three boys! Go me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zL3nbQxKJKs/Tfp-y-nIN8I/AAAAAAAAFdU/w0wj39Yoicw/s1600/IMG_0384.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SpQQqv16nDc/Tfp-mnx246I/AAAAAAAAFdE/2GbwmG4udUg/s320/IMG_0323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618942687076344738" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGc2Oh4X8fU/Tfp-yt-oY3I/AAAAAAAAFdM/JET5CR9JS9c/s1600/IMG_0347.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGc2Oh4X8fU/Tfp-yt-oY3I/AAAAAAAAFdM/JET5CR9JS9c/s320/IMG_0347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618942894898963314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters first day out with the boys. We had lunch, sat and talked, and enjoyed quiet time without the other girls running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xXW47WI6zE/Tfp-mZyMT_I/AAAAAAAAFc8/Bon8PvYdBgc/s1600/IMG_0337.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7xXW47WI6zE/Tfp-mZyMT_I/AAAAAAAAFc8/Bon8PvYdBgc/s320/IMG_0337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618942683319652338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8163907847854122560?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8163907847854122560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8163907847854122560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-january_16.html' title='Since January....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dALzAjE7V2E/Tfp_SBzFhhI/AAAAAAAAFdc/TJKBfrArvd0/s72-c/IMG_0375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6748337726488838281</id><published>2011-06-16T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:05:25.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since January....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.....Continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tide Pools in Point Loma. Isabel was singing "Part of your World" the entire time. She really thought Flounder and Sebastian where going to swim up and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9FvE4MwPooQ/Tfp7bjvsUCI/AAAAAAAAFb0/lfkb-ihInug/s320/IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618939198480076834" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ljaKNnG1Oc/Tfp7cQsUhUI/AAAAAAAAFb8/yjxdN3_-VsM/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618939210545530178" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uhjsjXH69cw/Tfp7c8UyjQI/AAAAAAAAFcE/9wV5bkAUSu0/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618939222257995010" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pretty sure she warmed up the water in this photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have passed the last and final trimester of this pregnancy. It is exciting because it is just closer to also having Josh back. Only a couple struggles have gotten in my way. First, being a single parent and pregnant is very hard especially when not close to family. I have to rely a lot my church members to help me. There is nothing better then knowing that I have them as family. Second, military midwives and military hospitals are very hard to work with. I never know who I will be seeing and never know what to expect. Good thing I have been through it once so I have a feel. Third, varicose veins are the worse pregnancy "side effect" ever. My left leg looks and feels horrible all the time. I wear a full length sleeve to keep in compressed and in hopes from getting blood clots. I have already looked in to getting it taking care of after this boy is born! I shouldn't complain too much, I don't have stretch marks! Yippie. And lastly, it is summer time, which means I have to get into a swimming suit and swim with Isabel. I don't have air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;conditioning at my place, so the pool is the only way to really cool off. Luckily it isn't too hot yet. Thanks to my aunt for letting my borrow a suit. I don't look all the bad right?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9FPyOlkrSNo/Tfp6tVsSFQI/AAAAAAAAFbk/zPvnJHmkJ2Y/s320/IMG_0400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618938404433696002" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt7Fs1tlBwk/Tfp6t7InJbI/AAAAAAAAFbs/r1R16ycLUbk/s320/IMG_0399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618938414484628914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weather is still not all that hot in San Diego. Only reaching high 70's and 60's. But that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;doesn't stop Isabel and from venturing outside and to fun places. Even though I dread it taking her anywhere because that requires me to run after her. If you know Isabel, she can't stay in one place more than a second. Just like any 3 year old I guess, it is a workout to keep her from running out in the street, knocking things off shelves or clothing racks, jumping on grocery carts when there is nothing in them and then having them topple on top of her! Yes, Josh asks what sort of mother I am and why his daughter is getting hurt so much? Well get home and I will show you buddy! At least she is still in tact and smiling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnT0TMnZzDo/Tfp4D_aCjfI/AAAAAAAAFbM/6iCGNtdO-Qc/s320/IMG_0425.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618935495053708786" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBzFTtuQCR0/Tfp4ESUvrXI/AAAAAAAAFbU/ETsawRAytfA/s320/IMG_0426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618935500131773810" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--XahcIiqj2o/Tfp4ElILpiI/AAAAAAAAFbc/ePw-J3ZDBKo/s320/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618935505179354658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/1014747422035908903-6748337726488838281?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6748337726488838281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6748337726488838281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-january.html' title='Since January....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9FvE4MwPooQ/Tfp7bjvsUCI/AAAAAAAAFb0/lfkb-ihInug/s72-c/IMG_0420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5708779059504934947</id><published>2011-01-24T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T11:03:40.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was going to "blog" about how I dropped Isabel off for her first day of Preschool. But, I think I will wait and let you know how it went first.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I will "blog" about me. Well, over the New Year, I found out I was pregnant! After 2 years, several rounds of medications, and 3 IUI's we figured the only way we are going to get pregnant is if Josh Deploys! Sure enough, he leaves next week. I will be without him, again, for an entire pregnancy. At least I am closer to home and have a crazy 2, almost 3, year old to help me!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to have struggled and been challenged, only to have another miracle come into our life. We were not expecting it at all because we decided to take a break from it all, only because Josh was leaving. While in Utah over the holidays, we went to the temple for the first time in a couple years. (Sad to admit) But will enjoying the peace and calmness, I prayed. I prayed that we would some day be blessed with another child. I didn't realize at the time I actually was. So, while in this moment, my mind was directed to go and just take a test. I asked if it would be positive, and an immediate yes came to mind. I couldn't believe it because that has happened before and it was always negative. But I was in the temple; a place for answers, a place of comfort, and a place where I knew the most important people in my life dwell. I couldn't help but realize it was for real.&lt;br /&gt;So, we have made it to San Diego. My favorite place on earth! Josh leaves in a week, Isabel started Preschool, and I will be house hunting. Yes, I am determined to spend at least the next 3 years in a place of my own. Where I can hang family portraits, paint walls, hopefully garden, and not have to carry groceries up 3 flights of stairs. Also, I will be expecting family and friends to come visit Iz and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5708779059504934947?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5708779059504934947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5708779059504934947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-to-do.html' title='What to do....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7020025351585276668</id><published>2010-11-30T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:15:59.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Santa eats Chicken Nuggets Too?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I rewarded Isabel today with a treat of her choice. Reward, you ask? Isabel has joined the "tinkle in the potty" club. Such a wonderful feeling not to worry about changing diapers, but worrying about where to "tinkle."&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as we were at the gas station, she let me know she had to go. I was hesitant to take her because we all know how public gas station bathrooms can be. She had a pull up on so I wasn't to worried. Isabel made it very clear she needed to go now! So, we ran in and covered the toilet with paper, as much as we could, she went. Then as I was pulling up her pants she said, "Okay mom, can I have a happy meal please." Such a sucker I am. But when they say please and go pee pee in the potty, you can't help but give what they want.&lt;br /&gt;We ventured to McDonald's for a Happy Meal. She finished all four chicken nuggets and ate her apples, that never happens. Usually its all about the fries!&lt;br /&gt;As I was throwing away our trash Isabel came running up to me and said she saw Santa. I looked up and sure enough a man sat at a table with white hair and a big white beard. He was plump and round with rosy cheeks. He was wearing normal clothes though. The old man over heard Isabel and called her over. I was nervous at this point. But he looked at me and waved me over too. He told her he was watching her and making sure she was being a good girl. He handed me a business card that simply said, Santa Clause with a phone number. Really!!&lt;br /&gt;He told Isabel to keep being a good girl, we said good-bye and left. I picked up Isabel to cross the street to our car, when she looked at me with a serious face and said, "Mom, Santa eats chicken nuggets too?"&lt;br /&gt;This girl is 2 and a half and can put together the funniest things. I love it! Not a dull moment with Isabel Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7020025351585276668?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7020025351585276668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7020025351585276668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/11/santa-eats-chicken-nuggets-too.html' title='&quot;Santa eats Chicken Nuggets Too?&quot;'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5207428625074724600</id><published>2010-10-26T19:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:17:28.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLZXDlIKI/AAAAAAAAFCg/wUf3Xqmmz9g/s1600/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLZXDlIKI/AAAAAAAAFCg/wUf3Xqmmz9g/s320/IMG_0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532543935049965730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLZnFpf_I/AAAAAAAAFCo/W1RNFkvG-SA/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLZnFpf_I/AAAAAAAAFCo/W1RNFkvG-SA/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532543939353608178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLYlsQqLI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/BZ8NzasRRm0/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLYlsQqLI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/BZ8NzasRRm0/s320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532543921798817970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLY_aUtDI/AAAAAAAAFCY/6nTW_CeNrS0/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLY_aUtDI/AAAAAAAAFCY/6nTW_CeNrS0/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532543928702907442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLYXgW1sI/AAAAAAAAFCI/lxO9JFqg94Y/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLYXgW1sI/AAAAAAAAFCI/lxO9JFqg94Y/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532543917990794946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past weekend, Izzie and I got in the car and  headed to VA Beach. I am so glad that Josh is still close, at least for a  little while, that we can go see him. The weekend was great. When we  actually got to the water and drove over the ocean to get there, I  remembered how much I love water and how much I miss it. There is  something about being on open water makes me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do  much but hang out. We walked the beach while we re-introduced Iz to  sand. It was hard for her the first time, but she got use to it this  time. As she walked along the sand, she was laughing, we asked what was  funny and she said "it tickles!" We did go to an aquarium. We saw all  the fun stuff: sharks, seals, turtles, fish, and jelly fish. Of course  Izzie loved every thing.&lt;br /&gt;Josh surprised me with an iPhone 4 and Izzie  an addition to her Princess Castle. He definitely  takes good care of  us and makes sure we are happy! I made sure he felt happy and loved too!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5207428625074724600?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5207428625074724600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5207428625074724600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/10/past-weekend.html' title='Past Weekend...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeLZXDlIKI/AAAAAAAAFCg/wUf3Xqmmz9g/s72-c/IMG_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5215426201884508540</id><published>2010-10-26T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T19:13:30.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past two weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here I go, blogging again so close behind the last one. Awesome huh?&lt;br /&gt;I  surprised Izzie by taking her to Disney on Ice with the theme Toy Story  3. On the way, she was concerned where we were going. We had brought  along her Woody and Jessie dolls just for fun. I thought that would help  get her in the mood and excited! We first went to Will Call to get our  tickets. Izzie loves tickets. She can still remember getting tickets for  the dinosaur museum, which is where she thought we were going! Boy did I  fool her. The look on her face was priceless. We should have been on a  Visa commercial, pretty sure this could have passed for one you needed  to get a Kleenex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets: $20&lt;br /&gt;Popcorn: $10&lt;br /&gt;Drink: $10&lt;br /&gt;Toys: $20&lt;br /&gt;Look on her face as she held popcorn, drink, and toys while trying to dance and clap: Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  we walked down the hallway, Disney Toy Story stuff was everywhere.  Shirts, cups, hats, light/spinning/laser toys that took her breath away.  She was very overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;We sat with all of our goodies and the  show started. It was exciting, even for me. I love how creative and  simple and funny Disney can be. It was refreshing to watch such a fun  show. After the first intermission, Izzie didn't understand where all  the characters went. I had to tell her they were resting and getting a  drink. So she sat down and got a drink and told me she was resting too!  Seriously, this girl cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;The show started with Mickey and  ended with Mickey. Being the talker Izzie is, she didn't stop talking  once on the way to the car and heading all the way home. It was almost  10! We called Josh to tell him all about it. He was sad he missed the  reaction from Izzie, but glad we got to go.&lt;br /&gt;One week later, she has yet to stop talking about Disney on Ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0hmZCcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/ifnHO2enPBY/s1600/DSC_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0hmZCcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/ifnHO2enPBY/s320/DSC_0129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532542202713541058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0fyVd6I/AAAAAAAAFB4/DPWzROAuY4Y/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0fyVd6I/AAAAAAAAFB4/DPWzROAuY4Y/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532542202226767778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0NvKCHI/AAAAAAAAFBw/wq6wW7Y1wEA/s1600/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0NvKCHI/AAAAAAAAFBw/wq6wW7Y1wEA/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532542197381597298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJzkqGWRI/AAAAAAAAFBo/noGWgxTfCJU/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJzkqGWRI/AAAAAAAAFBo/noGWgxTfCJU/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532542186354530578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJzQe1KbI/AAAAAAAAFBg/pTpa47JTobk/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJzQe1KbI/AAAAAAAAFBg/pTpa47JTobk/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532542180938557874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5215426201884508540?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5215426201884508540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5215426201884508540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/10/past-two-weeks.html' title='The past two weeks...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TMeJ0hmZCcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/ifnHO2enPBY/s72-c/DSC_0129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-395229446365248942</id><published>2010-10-17T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:53:19.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I always joke about how it's time for Josh to "get gone" again, but I am actually having a hard time. I didn't realize how much I leaned on him for support and direction. If you read this Josh, I still need you and love you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a single parent is hard stuff. It is very easy to give into fits when you are the only one around. If I didn't, I feel like I would explode and do something regrettable. For example, this week Isabel has decided that bed time didn't exist anymore&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I have let her stay up with me a little longer, let her sleep in my bed, I even bribed her with something the following morning.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Didn't work. I want to be the boss, not the other way around. Yes, I shut the door and make her cry it out, but she opens doors! I sing to her, but she has a play list and has to go through each one every night, and singing Part of your World every night is getting old. I read her books, but she ends up taking the book so she can read it. I tried laying in her bed till she would fall asleep, but she has a sense of when I leave and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;immediately follows me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, tonight I left her door open, pulled up a chair and book. I sat there where she could see me for an almost an hour. She had a huge fit, but eventually laid back on her pillow and just stared at me. I got up to get my phone, she got out and came after me! What is the deal? I got so frustrated tonight. More so because she just wanted me. I know that might sound weird. But two hours is too long to get your kid to go to bed. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The longer that takes, the less time I get for Brandie time. Moms, you know what I mean. Being able to do absolutely nothing and not feel guilty about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Like Blog, which I thought I would try tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more interesting news, still NOT pregnant. But everyone else around me is. So, congratulations to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the best news of all, to all my west coast friends and family. I am coming back. We got our orders to San Diego! I am way excited about this move. I have loved living in DC and the people I have made friendships with. But it is again, time to move on. I have realized that I am one of those people who need change. I thought this would be the worst part about being a military wife, but so far I have loved it. I am pretty sure Isabel is excited to, because I told her we would be able to visit Cinderella's castle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while it is just Isabel and I for awhile, we indulged in an exciting toy to play with. Cinderella's Castle. Good move I think. She got that, I got a puzzle. Why do I love puzzles? How lame am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TLvDtiLfBwI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/l-h-mABIvDc/s1600/DSC_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TLvDtiLfBwI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/l-h-mABIvDc/s320/DSC_0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529228154563921666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TLvDt9dQ_DI/AAAAAAAAFBY/Z__py2bH71I/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TLvDt9dQ_DI/AAAAAAAAFBY/Z__py2bH71I/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529228161886256178" 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/1014747422035908903-395229446365248942?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/395229446365248942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/395229446365248942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s time again...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TLvDtiLfBwI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/l-h-mABIvDc/s72-c/DSC_0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4135600275567573991</id><published>2010-09-11T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T13:05:56.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah/Arizona 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel and I were able to go to Arizona to visit my aunt, uncle, and cousins. It was so great to see my cousin Katie, who I hadn't seen for 3 years. When we saw each other, it was like we didn't skip a beat. Even though we both had "matured" due to growing up and having kids, we still cranked the music in the car and danced. We laughed, ate ridiculous amounts of food, then laughed it off again, then dyed my hair. Which by the way, if you have never dyed your hair before, don't start without consulting a professional. If you do, it will turn red! I still had to go get it fixed by a professional. I am somewhat back to normal. I have more of a strawberry blond hair color now, which I am starting to like!&lt;br /&gt;Besides having lots of fun with my family in Arizona swimming, eating, laughing and just hanging out, the funniest moment was when my Aunt Wendy let her cat in the house so Isabel could play with her. Isabel was so excited, she turned to me and said, "mommy, mommy, its a puppycat!" It was hilarious as you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Katie and Wendy for making me feel fun again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wSn4Ew2Fe1InoNkZg6f4VA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-YcrjpTI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/gAocw9VTtkU/s288/DSC_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/m0k0nRJONycYKCVxUlS4CQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-aHbRsMI/AAAAAAAAE3k/VmBH6xiNSCo/s288/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Katie's cute girls, Hailey and Whitney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0uPt4GwgoK_ki_IbIZUlVA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-bT4BK_I/AAAAAAAAE3s/FvF2b_OWvyM/s288/DSC_0109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having a Tea Party in the pool. It was difficult for Isabel to share all the cups.&lt;br /&gt;(Don't mind the woman in the way back, she really does have a sweet spirit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nmaKPhmrfrPEUHFHzWfoEg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-d-hxqlI/AAAAAAAAE38/ImqxH3Rheow/s288/DSC_0114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Katie's cute boy Parker. He was almost as busy and Isabel.&lt;br /&gt;(Again, please don't mind the woman next to Parker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ycrot7_0YLf588pkpl29yg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-eSFS3JI/AAAAAAAAE4A/IDSgkXDu6YA/s288/DSC_0116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel had to have the Ariel Swimming suit. I actually didn't really need to bring clothes for Isabel, my Aunt Wendy had princess dress up clothes that Isabel had to wear 24/7. I better get some for our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PrMOWebTA0ymMeZzyCOFkg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-gZTtr7I/AAAAAAAAE4M/ZJdHb_kHIwY/s288/DSC_0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/36ze5pTy9CVVLYGFespMbw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-i3DL6WI/AAAAAAAAE4c/YcXMY6PHb8k/s288/DSC_0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we were there, we celebrated my mom's "22nd" Birthday. She looks great huh? Katie made the most tasty cake, with peanut butter filling. I splurged and had a couple pieces. Heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-Cyg6XwOwhoibe91r0rbwQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-kK7gkbI/AAAAAAAAE4o/_9StGYdS9no/s288/DSC_0125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oops, Katie made a typo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dn3ugZk9LEoTXPYDRohVqQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-m1Vwe2I/AAAAAAAAE48/pKEeVOVG8uQ/s288/DSC_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the sleeping princesses. (Please don't judge Isabel or me about the Binky!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ride from Arizona to Utah was surprisingly pleasant. Isabel was an angel, my mom slept a lot, Rick drove, and I sat in the front seat with my music on and enjoying the desert scenery. It was great. I know, but if you have been to DC, you would know that there is not much open space unless you drive a ways out of the city. For me, it was probably just the familiarity of it all: memories of the Red Rocks, Mesquite, Vegas, "the wall" in St George, (ask my mom if you'd like.) We made it to my mom's house and another party started....&lt;br /&gt;Josh arrived shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Em5nfEyhHWIpQMowf_mNFw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-p0yCUgI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/v1IjqQWOmMQ/s288/DSC_0135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Obviously one of my favorite Pictures. Isabel LOVED her grandma. It was a great reunion for the two of them. When Isabel got off the plane, she ran full speed. With her back pack on, which weight probably the same amount as her, she ran into grandma's arms. It was so sweet, I admit I teared up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qm4NvHoPbjG4OJt0ldZs5Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-qyucyUI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/hi9TUb3Cllk/s288/DSC_0138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We started the trip off in Utah by heading to the Dinosaur Museum. Lil' Rickey and Isabel played so well together. Lil' Rickey was brave by heading into the dark cave, the dirt to find fossils, and the muddy to make build banks. Isabel was well, Not brave! She did, however spend most the time in front of the fish tank. This girl loves aquariums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/J8z8ZY7gSDYnGNXQarv-Ow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-rdTMQnI/AAAAAAAAE5c/O4pA-tfHJxI/s288/DSC_0139.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mAc4H884g9cGjY_PODL-gQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-uW9SgQI/AAAAAAAAE5s/yB4RxML3Iko/s288/DSC_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tMzu2e0lppz6bYdutdc9zQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-u3km0VI/AAAAAAAAE5w/arRWDAr2zwA/s288/DSC_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hv-c3nYl9NvY-r_Ey-0tSw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-xXTgMPI/AAAAAAAAFAs/kTtolwPnuGw/s288/DSC_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/29PW6JvlXHXJbd5-Hk5WuQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-zcgdqDI/AAAAAAAAE6U/0bCezOzU2FU/s288/DSC_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0u2TJKtVXRAJO2ivVfOaEg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-1u23vCI/AAAAAAAAE6g/kYXJJujVeSs/s288/DSC_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/d4m8K-9r2jsrZVj78lbuBg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-4mIiGSI/AAAAAAAAE60/VyzyGlwHW3M/s288/DSC_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k-l_U7S6tsl3zHS8jKq2YA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-5cpJQrI/AAAAAAAAE64/xNigS9XI2V4/s288/DSC_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sweet Riley was a happy girl at the Museum. She just wanted to walk around and do what the other girls where doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3_aBjFXHqZ1aeyoe_to5ww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-532RBmI/AAAAAAAAE68/EOolICKgGVs/s288/DSC_0163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CVaq6rWYhqV-ofR1K-waPA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-6hPa3eI/AAAAAAAAE7A/fT9sFgdY2rA/s288/DSC_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The weather was great! Warm with no humidity! We turned the sprinkler on and let them have it. Guess who wouldn't get close to the water though? Isabel really just wanted to be naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aOqD1PtEs-wI1QIt3djnTg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-8YvkjHI/AAAAAAAAE7I/cjRnm1aMovQ/s288/DSC_0166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nPoqqQ9vdNxbzJ__-Nxnww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-9uImccI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/0qa6fLUUSn8/s288/DSC_0168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3JmShOVmYLw-6zVGNZdDuQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-9Fx6_FI/AAAAAAAAE7M/ZIaV39gwthU/s288/DSC_0167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DFQqg09VqCfQl5lqXvlVzg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-_OFidBI/AAAAAAAAE7c/EfXTIz7mtZA/s288/DSC_0170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D_pGabVCqFdXBK-NzaUgWQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_AZWzoOI/AAAAAAAAFA0/R81YRPJYA8Q/s288/DSC_0172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BvLSWzf05WbgcJI7nrAFhQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_A41u9SI/AAAAAAAAE7o/YjhtA5d34l4/s288/DSC_0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Up to no good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/__3JEaLr-VsbMhBSAYg_zA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_BtcCJBI/AAAAAAAAE7s/qSFerRMzQPM/s288/DSC_0175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/N4gEhwENwd1QTAJ_dt_Ebg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_DeX1U0I/AAAAAAAAE74/IFdlNocf06w/s288/DSC_0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Bon Fires are the best! It was fun sitting around the fire with family talking. Josh and his brother were off in the corner playing pass. It was funny to watch them make up rules like, you could only use your left arm and couldn't move your feet. Big Rickey had bought Isabel, Lil' Rickey, and Riley matching Dora PJ's. The girls loved it as they were entertain by Meet the Robinson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OY6P3vN9EYBuDSS01VqEOw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_IYg7N4I/AAAAAAAAE8c/pg9p14YcyX4/s288/DSC_0188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nQBJ_af20iVUtNz9DC28aw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_KUOh7UI/AAAAAAAAE8k/Ek1j1FIXnkQ/s288/DSC_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j5j2cWhoFNnuAZRgAQJj1Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_HvpLNcI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/KYHqWMycs3o/s288/DSC_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gmGSVI4mnixSY202DnmLyQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_F6zwlNI/AAAAAAAAE8M/1orju33PvPw/s288/DSC_0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/y2V0oCEmchcbB0PNHjHdhw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_FXekuwI/AAAAAAAAE8I/8DLlcZ4LQ3g/s288/DSC_0183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AiaABP-gOsQFuZGmGiU6hQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_E0mpXpI/AAAAAAAAE8E/of8xcW94N0s/s288/DSC_0182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So that was my family, now off to the Linares' family festivities. Football, what else!&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas had to show up both his brothers. Neither brother was too happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MVVRf1cUj3w4T5gEHT8V4g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_MSBuFJI/AAAAAAAAE80/AWzPAOmrjIk/s288/DSC_0193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H_-_sHTmpQ15bVMNRoTOYA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_L5nWIrI/AAAAAAAAE8w/Ium8sDdCf-A/s288/DSC_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/I-Vc7GtA05H16K-Q-W343g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_NSQqCyI/AAAAAAAAE88/qKyNlZhi8Xc/s288/DSC_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/X1fMaqjBB5mEC0Me8USsOA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_OEp0pMI/AAAAAAAAE9A/k9PdfBVZWyw/s288/DSC_0196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WfaikmNFtrvYxcZg5PM6ow?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_PntpPQI/AAAAAAAAE9E/rGICvljEQOc/s288/DSC_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;But Isabel showed up Nicholas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9zrxJHbyt9Md2iZ4TMYIGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_Q82aBGI/AAAAAAAAE9M/jEmxV5hFyRI/s288/DSC_0199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tRnTCTYBnTPTLksUimSsxg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_SDI00pI/AAAAAAAAE9U/CpxPl3EZvp0/s288/DSC_0201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Park city with Grandpa. Isabel was spoiled by all her grandparents. I guess it's okay since she never really gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DqFf8ul58z72rwPrO1rmzA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_SlLBJ2I/AAAAAAAAE9Y/ggP1OkpAhW8/s288/DSC_0202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I don't think I have one real good picture of Jared. What a goof-ball. Oh, you can see Libby and McCall in the left corner. We waited in line for the Alpine slide Forever! The kids did great though. Libby had to stay behind with Grandma, but Cameron and Isabel both got to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PAQ3cokRdYDu8_ApDMudSA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_UIEtlfI/AAAAAAAAE9g/qEa05xeA1Rc/s288/DSC_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AXI9FvQ7ZjVhak3IuEGb7Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_U3rDxxI/AAAAAAAAE9k/X6wP8BOESaU/s288/DSC_0205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/X9TReedpNf7DEt6j-tswyA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_XaKpLYI/AAAAAAAAE90/nsxxQvFDN0g/s288/DSC_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hoQDkeSs7q1eu8x-_suSoQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_YKbv8RI/AAAAAAAAE94/X7t0NOqMLNY/s288/DSC_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6Ggg9kZwUHRsZPbTTRrJJw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_aEHv5rI/AAAAAAAAE-E/tiok2zK_GCY/s288/DSC_0213.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/voKXriYr26HSaabmLGWzpg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_biukaeI/AAAAAAAAE-M/Dl7qjYHloUs/s288/DSC_0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EbO-DWxCHzpuaAzYYpqJew?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_dNhbu7I/AAAAAAAAE-U/KlvtGTLwNFE/s288/DSC_0217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Isabel got off the ride excited to tell me that she just rode the Magic Carpet! Josh later told me she sang A Whole New World the whole way down. My little girl, the optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;After we spend another 2 hours in line for the Alpine Coaster, we went to dinner. As I was trying to get Isabel to the table, I turned the corner and my eyes hit a familiar face. Jenny Wade from high school! She is married now with a 2 year old as well. The best part of this reunion was the song that was playing. "Hit Me Baby One More Time." Thank you Britney for the great memories with Jenny Wade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CF9gItB9WJzvsuxujKC_fA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_lBHJS5I/AAAAAAAAE_A/w1_JTSRMcsE/s288/DSC_0227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;More princess play and suckers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vDHZTu4QJU3j6vkDl9DROQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_neRAxpI/AAAAAAAAE_Q/fz9NljEcdZM/s288/DSC_0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/J8iMzssPaIEb8CTUKoJdAA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_pgr77CI/AAAAAAAAE_g/q-H0O4KXL4c/s288/DSC_0236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lKufluFwb1c6N6fn9KMLPQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_qIMiFkI/AAAAAAAAE_k/xFrfGfJGOwQ/s288/DSC_0239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A visit to my grandma Black was a must. We played a mean game of cards. We become totally different people when we play cards. We become mean, ruthless, and thinking the others are out to get us. It was so great, plus she had Cafe Rio waiting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0zldIgxAmDoGgnheDWJNNw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_rHgnAEI/AAAAAAAAE_s/j-Q4ehnT_VI/s288/DSC_0241.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WcpYdhL0FeKIIxXXi7nd4g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_rjpdBHI/AAAAAAAAE_w/nGJxWDTNGlg/s288/DSC_0242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our last night we had a movie night with my mom. Two things went wrong: first the movie wouldn't download from On Demand, Second the microwave went out! So mom got out her 1970's popcorn machine and made some homemade deliciousness! Josh had never used a machine like this one. Can you see how excited he was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4sLePHatZOURIyxy66RSCg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo_szT-NuI/AAAAAAAAE_8/barBeQ02TUU/s288/DSC_0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Utah2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Utah 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;All in all, our trip was great. I love that we have families that love us and support us so much. My sister and my mom were so fun and help me see that all two years are a handful. Not always bullies, but handfuls!&lt;br /&gt;It won't be too much longer till we are hopefully on the west coast again and close to our roots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4135600275567573991?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4135600275567573991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4135600275567573991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/09/utaharizona-2010.html' title='Utah/Arizona 2010'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TIo-YcrjpTI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/gAocw9VTtkU/s72-c/DSC_0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4785725157746686040</id><published>2010-08-19T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:46:45.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Military Retirement...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had the opportunity to see a Military Retirement today. I was surprised at my reaction to the whole event. Honestly, I thought it was going to be miserable because it was in the middle of the day when Isabel would be sleeping. I brought her along thinking she would behave and stay occupied. Which she did while the ceremony took place, but on the way there, man it was a fight.&lt;br /&gt;I love that there is so much pride within our Military. Nothing can tear down or break the bond between a solider and freedom. It is amazing to witness such strength, when there is so much weakness.&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony started out with a sailor singing the National Anthem while the colors of the flag were presented. From the first key to the last, this sailor was proud of what he was singing. It might have been the best National Anthem I have heard. Remarks and stories where told by the commander, a former officer, and others.&lt;br /&gt;My most favorite part was the presentation of the flag to this individual. The flag was past down and saluted by 5 sailors in white gloves, all while the chief read the poem "Olde Glory" and the music "Oh Beautiful" was played in the background. Those that know me, know I am not an emotional person. I don't get choked up or cry at things normal "women" would. But at this moment I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. Maybe it was the music, the poem, or the fact that our military is so dang awesome! It was emotional because of what our flag means and what our flag has gone through. It was almost spiritual even.&lt;br /&gt;It wrapped up with the sailor requesting permission to go a shore. As they walked down the aisle in the middle of all the sailors, I thought about my father-in-law who recently retired from the military. Josh and I missed the his ceremony, but I have a greater appreciation for him and his family. Enduring 20 years plus is a great and noble deed for soldiers and their families.&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony Josh and I got to talking about his career. We are on and off the fence about making the military a permanent career. It is such a hard decision that we really can't make until we are actually faced with needing the answer.&lt;br /&gt;One reason I really want to get out, is military hospitals. This is totally off topic of retirement, but for the past year we have been going to military doctors about infertility. In that year, I have only seen one many doctors twice. We are tossed around from doctor to doctor, who we have to explain our situation each time. It is frustrating when I can't count on a regular doctor. Plus we have to drive an hour and a half just to get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest is this: we are on round three of IUI treatments. I had the last round this week. I am trying not to get my hopes up again. I might be taking a break after this last time. It is a dent in our budget, a pounding on my relationships, and leaving me feeling hopeless. So, I think a good break will help. I am grateful for our one miracle we do have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will continue eating sushi, drinking pepsi, and riding my bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4785725157746686040?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4785725157746686040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4785725157746686040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/08/military-retirement.html' title='Military Retirement...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4494468685662166933</id><published>2010-07-07T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:23:45.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4th Holiday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This year for the 4th of July, we drove down to North Caroline yet again....but this time we were fortunate to spend it with our long time friends Chris and Jessica, who currently live in England. It was so fun reminiscing on old times and making new and memorable times. It was even more exciting because we had Isabel with us. She had so much fun. From swimming to hiking to playing with 12 dogs all in the same room to riding her first bicycle and even seeing giant robots, Isabel was exhausted by the end of our trip. She was out the first 5 minutes on the car ride home, and slept for 3 and a half of the 5 hours it took us to get home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wJgHAL9X45V8QK2NQi8HTg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTX3WnEaxI/AAAAAAAAEu0/YKGoxRUb9I4/s288/DSC_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isabel is such a good swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She didn't want any help from anyone while she floated around. Her feet were going a mile a minute, as usual! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KMDYBZpJooCKaBbzVcu6OQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTX7Es9vzI/AAAAAAAAEvA/RhKQx8CgG48/s288/DSC_0102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This took much concentrating and planning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8peEijg5aVA2S6-4FieRrg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTX98oeHhI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/19BhhwXVl5I/s288/DSC_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So did this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kTqqML_QRQSDdU2S6pgmGA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYAmM1CNI/AAAAAAAAEvc/bTlrmpvs0r4/s288/DSC_0108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/gH1fYbGqtwll-HXpAhf1BQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYEKKYyKI/AAAAAAAAEvo/ehtDbA5IC-M/s288/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Josh had these goggles on first, but of course Isabel had to try it out. She put them on herself outside the pool and found Josh to catch her as she jumped in the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HY_6xUIJNZA-ctwdlFltJA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYJJ9gRDI/AAAAAAAAEwE/cGZy4NwAvJE/s288/DSC_0118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fireworks were a downward spiral for Isabel. After a couple of sparklers, one lite up a little too much and scared her. She didn't quite like the show after that. I am sure the loudness of the fireworks combined with a long day of swimming didn't help. She sat in Jessica's lap holding on to her neck saying "hold you, hold you... go to bed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qKF3IfUBz9PwCA6SBMa9sw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYKEy4_RI/AAAAAAAAEwI/BP8zb6ZI03Y/s288/DSC_0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7S9GaSHrg7VesGXONeYBKw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYQhLZPJI/AAAAAAAAEwo/qF2Y9Ty6p7M/s288/DSC_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Josh looks like he got a little to much chlorine in his eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3OcrXrGZM2fFdGvREMYFxA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYXgfA1XI/AAAAAAAAExM/SNlraG7xFp8/s288/DSC_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a good picture. Man she is a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oXDWDVGl7lJoYRjf8Jx79A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYaa4gpsI/AAAAAAAAExc/5whvhz9qfWI/s288/DSC_0147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/G9npeODRpvCNUQpfjLT2uQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYa-iDAEI/AAAAAAAAExk/xktuMru4obA/s288/DSC_0148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chris got the Rainbow Sparkler! He ran around the yard while it went up in flames. It was classic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-rD3BDeixD9iVVF5x90I4w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYdOvRmoI/AAAAAAAAExw/cFWgRufMC_U/s288/DSC_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/az3R3-8rTXAv36pyr_oECQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYeJD0gzI/AAAAAAAAEx0/Lbn4Yjr1M5s/s288/DSC_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We went to a town called Ashville, or the Hippie town, as they called it. They had mom and pop stores all over the place. We stopped at a book store that had a variety to children's books. Mostly like the ones I remember reading when I was younger. Isabel was eating it up. I really believe we could have left her there while we walked the town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8uPU_ibdMtKLg_q_hNek8A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYefs4DaI/AAAAAAAAEx4/oJfcUve38pQ/s288/DSC_0153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here, I told her it was time to go. She said, "no mom, i not finished yet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nPWR9E4z1ED528-5_ZzAKg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYfk4kB1I/AAAAAAAAEyA/FuNn_ligGac/s288/DSC_0155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She spotted the bracelets and jewelry. I can't remember the name on this store, but it reminded me of southern Utah. When we first walked in they had a picture of the Red Rocks, which looked like the Moab area of Utah. I got a little home sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p5kG1CvyUt7ZNNN83_JDwg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYg1hCyQI/AAAAAAAAEyI/_GMKa7C1RiA/s288/DSC_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The guys went off and did their thing while the girls stopped at a "Chocolate Lounge." It was so fun. Everything Chocolate. Jessica ordered a lavender creme brule and a sipping chocolate infused with lavender. I ordered water, Only because I had just eaten a chocolate marshmallow and a caramel from another chocolate store. Plus, we drank bottled coke and ate pizza from a place called Mellow Mushroom, that was wonderful. Let's just say, after this trip and need to step it up on burning some calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HuEEc3L8JbNWp8AbjsTAVQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYiW42w8I/AAAAAAAAEyQ/g3nCvD9emtQ/s288/DSC_0159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We found a general store that sold basically everything. We hit the toy section first, naturally! Isabel immediately spotted the Ariel tin purse. I was strong and said she could only have one thing, candy or the purse. Surprisingly, she opted for the candy and ironically she wanted a Princess Fiona Pez! But once we got out of the store, Jessica pulled out the same purse i put back. My plan of compromise didn't really work that day. Thanks Jessica! Guess I will try another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W1a_GNj-5JCP9e7bKdMftg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYjcV-0HI/AAAAAAAAEyY/jIFzL9kjfnI/s288/DSC_0161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Great family picture, not even planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rWLZ8gIG53STV1qI-awyjg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYlIiSxeI/AAAAAAAAEyk/YIjd9Cq5508/s288/DSC_0164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is a funny story....Isabel loves to do group hugs. After being away from Josh for a short time with the girls, Isabel wanted to be held and hug Josh. After a long hug, she looked at me and said, "group hug." So I leaned in and she started hugging us. Then she made us kiss. She put her little hands on the back of out heads and pushed us together. It was so funny. Josh and I both turned towards her and gave her kisses too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uv59JBOPYOAUZd-nX_72nA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYnStQZFI/AAAAAAAAEyw/7solBr7U5RE/s288/DSC_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks Jessica for quickly taking these candid shots. Perfect, no need to go to a photographer anymore for a family picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T2NI7rkhi-zE57tsh47dBQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYlvvLGPI/AAAAAAAAEyo/eNVWFiQGQXU/s288/DSC_0165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pzqbkp_y90tFStj2kEjidA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYotPRI2I/AAAAAAAAEy4/LC_LH3T9_mw/s288/DSC_0169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jessica's dad is a pilot and wanted to take Josh and I up in his 2 man plane. We also got to see many other toys that live in his hanger bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XmEOCxS9LEcjnna0YyZESw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYqB7igGI/AAAAAAAAEzE/Oh4LXDNAHds/s288/DSC_0171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/h1FyX6paLYVOlIbO7y9nVQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYq2TA0WI/AAAAAAAAEzM/qaSgYcZChrM/s288/DSC_0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The only thing going through my mind here was, "oh please don't touch anything....how much is this going to cost!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oXMkjmDIDBhLlLA3pspmyw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYsRNn4zI/AAAAAAAAEzU/XQOjsBQaD6c/s288/DSC_0176.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How would it be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hX3dN1nUYuScqcws7vSS0g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYuejAD1I/AAAAAAAAEzc/L6QFtlHCpuE/s288/DSC_0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iZMqBS5xG1j7W4HQ3scRQA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYwQB6x8I/AAAAAAAAEzk/jRh9uXyutHc/s288/DSC_0181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Again, please don't touch anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MYPJXN7-w_M-E6fvw8966Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYw5ZjrxI/AAAAAAAAEzo/m_gduKiD4q4/s288/DSC_0182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This here car, is a Shelby Cobra. My step-dads dream car or at least one of them. I sent him a picture from my phone and his reply was, "are you driving that home to me?" Um No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yAkdQQjsR6CzSemryDzGxA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTYzSLKKKI/AAAAAAAAEz0/W4jKnaoulQI/s288/DSC_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-REkxmlIKN38vp36M2tJkQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY1MQ-d6I/AAAAAAAAE0A/qL7p-D6OGQ8/s288/DSC_0188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Checklist: Don't do anything stupid" Perfect answer to all life's trials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DBiFMtW-zzEMMNeYFdHI_Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY2uPs6ZI/AAAAAAAAE0I/XvYI5mwV4dM/s288/DSC_0191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Kho7Vm4XIlPRFqlfa1CFhQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY4O1nJWI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/UG-7T04eTGM/s288/DSC_0193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vKMuxE7F3TPPT3uQHcw8vw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY5BOKDLI/AAAAAAAAE0U/TeheSAeetbc/s288/DSC_0194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DkuupaGl24Lpoq8ANI5uHQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY7DloIYI/AAAAAAAAE0g/L8KH3cOh4Yc/s288/DSC_0197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think Isabel fell in love with Chris. Only it wasn't Chris, it was "kiss." They played a game called "abo" the entire trip. Not quite sure how it was played, but they had so much fun playing it, and it never got old. I am sure it did for "kiss" but not Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/T_crdoEbEF6LMm6U6X5pTA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTY-7ZNSNI/AAAAAAAAE04/gBn5NUbFAw8/s288/DSC_0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xF2AwRrvaK2EiCrqhNrbcg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTZAb9WeuI/AAAAAAAAE1A/L69jbtGI6Ps/s288/DSC_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here I go, up up in a plane. I even got to fly for awhile. It was such a rush! Jeff did a wing over which made me feel weightless. I remember my hands slowly lifting off from my legs like gravity was upside down. It was so fun. Thanks again Jeff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cMOsVeyXjxfcHU9dAh-cXw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTZFk8X9cI/AAAAAAAAE1c/1N5Pqj-Nf_E/s288/DSC_0213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/July4th2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;July 4th 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isabel was spoiled by both Chris and Jessica, and their parents. De-programming has begun at our house. Thanks again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4494468685662166933?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4494468685662166933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4494468685662166933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-4th-holiday.html' title='July 4th Holiday...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/TDTX3WnEaxI/AAAAAAAAEu0/YKGoxRUb9I4/s72-c/DSC_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4562594910719333652</id><published>2010-05-06T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:06:44.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="height: 194px; background: url(&amp;quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif&amp;quot;) no-repeat scroll left center transparent;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/May2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S-MdNcDM5DE/AAAAAAAAEts/7ZBXYJZCEJI/s160-c/May2010.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/May2010?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;May 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We just spent the last week with my mom. She surprised me with a visit, but we had already made plan to go down to the outer banks of North Carolina. So she came with us, and I am so glad she was there. She helped Isabel enjoy the sand. Isabel hated getting dirty and playing in the sand. She kept asking me if we could go home. But anything is better with Grama right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We spent the money on a fresh Crab dinner, went on a ferry, played in the ocean, saw a sting ray get caught by fisherman, ate homemade ice cream, played games, and just relax while enjoying friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;The following day, after we got back home, we spent the day at the zoo. I realized why the national zoo is free....there are no animals. Maybe it was the day we went, but all the animals where either gone, hidden or their habitat was under construction. We got to at least see a tiger, cow, and frogs! Great!&lt;br /&gt;Mom left this morning. It was great having her here, even for just a little while. Thanks mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4562594910719333652?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4562594910719333652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4562594910719333652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/05/beach-time.html' title='Beach Time...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S-MdNcDM5DE/AAAAAAAAEts/7ZBXYJZCEJI/s72-c/May2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7068737725478079123</id><published>2010-04-08T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:36:17.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I will Blog about it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Where do I begin? How about with, I hate my ovaries. They are lazy and non-functioning. They don't do anything but cause emotional and stressful pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that Isabel is a miracle baby, as most babies are, but only because I have come to find out that I might be clomid resistant. Meaning, I am immune to the fertility drug I have been taking for the past 6 months and previous with Isabel. Meaning, test after test, I show no sign of ovulation at all. My body, or my ovaries, just don't play the way they are suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I went to another fertility doctor last month. From what she said, and how I understand it, if my ovaries aren't working properly on their own and the medication is not working, then our only option would be IVF. Skipping IUI, and going straight for the be one! I am still trying to understand this all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is were I begin my self debate. Do I continue naturally and hope for another miracle, as we can see one has already happened, try IVF and increase our chances for multiples and get into dept, or adopt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was to continue trying in natural ways and hoping for the best, while taking the money that we would use for IVF towards a child that needs a home. We hear stories all the time about women conceiving when it seemed impossible right? Why not me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of adopting and here is my reason. When my cousin, Beau, was in the hospital after he had broken his leg and got an infection, I spent a lot of time in his room hanging out. There was a little boy, maybe 5 or 6, in the next room over. We started visiting him as well as he didn't have visitors. We came to find out that his mother was not "around" or something strange like that. My mom was considering talking with someone about this boys future. Where his family was, were they coming to get him, who brought him here? It was a strange time, but I remember getting so hopeful that we could just bring this boy home and take care of him. One day while visiting Beau, I went to see the boy and he was gone. Not sure whatever happened, but he has stuck in my mind since then. I would love to be able to give someone a safe, comfortable home. I have already been blessed with one of my own, why not bless another child that might need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have many friends that have gone through process after process to get pregnant. And have been successful. They encourage me and give me strength to be positive. I am not giving up or being close minded. I see my options and have many people supporting me with what I decide. Especially my husband. He continues to put things in eternal perspective. With faith and prayer, and the understanding of the plan of salvation, I know we will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I gave 8 vials of blood. Hopefully as we continue with this cycle, doctors can give me a straight answer as to what the outcome will be. I am not one to express such personal things, because I don't feel my situation is any different then a lot of women out there. How is my story, out of million, going to be any different? But with this, I hope it gives my family and friends an understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thanks for the support of my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7068737725478079123?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7068737725478079123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7068737725478079123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-i-will-blog-about-it.html' title='Guess I will Blog about it...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5909338504197557842</id><published>2010-04-05T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:09:05.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our Easter this year was quite uneventful. We did the usual: "wake up and find your basket," breakfast, conference, change a room around, conference/nap, dinner, and a walk.&lt;br /&gt;I hate not being home for the holidays. I know we should start our own tradition, which we do, but there's always something missing. Our families and extended families are so important to us. And not being able to spend those fun moments together is getting harder and harder.&lt;br /&gt;Military has its up's, but it also has its down's, and not being with those close to you is a downer! I am grateful that Josh does get to spend so much time with Isabel and I. We never know when he could say good-bye again. So I make those moments count!&lt;br /&gt;I was just realizing how hard the next deployment will be. Josh and I are pros and being separated for a long period of time, but we have Isabel to think about now. She and Josh will have a really hard time when it comes time. Just the other day I asked Isabel who her best friend was, I was hoping for a "mommy", but she replied quickly with a "daddy" and followed by a "grama." Who knows where I fit in to that picture?&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely need lots of help when that time comes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Easter was a wonderful, hot day! Maybe I am glad I was in DC instead of in a snow storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/N-L9dIjDNDxWlvuFfgE5oQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQylhc39I/AAAAAAAAEio/wrBAGkLiyvE/s288/DSC_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deep in concentration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UvWOqO_oEkptTBFlC3057Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ1tNjFfI/AAAAAAAAEi8/9hg2Bp7oX_0/s288/DSC_0105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yM8Y467oKiCcDNRo1C1ZZg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ2mzDKxI/AAAAAAAAEjE/YXfg39tRugM/s288/DSC_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FyG3JMzESCub61MpYTPfLA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ29PjDQI/AAAAAAAAEjI/MTJF0UtCPtU/s288/DSC_0108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel wanted a Beauty and the Beast Egg. I tried really hard, please don't mock my creative ability!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HPirlRMU6j1r8f1bDv7PJQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ3KfsYQI/AAAAAAAAEjM/8pFNYQ2SDls/s288/DSC_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cheeser!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/WzOYtf71xfqMyPd0kMpXEw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ4T172nI/AAAAAAAAEjY/2nYEpfkGFNA/s288/DSC_0114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/DDi6r0DU11TUen0iPsXgtA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQ5Rhl2yI/AAAAAAAAEjg/NfJELnemcn0/s288/DSC_0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter2010?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;easter 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isabel is moving up quickly. We took down her crib completely and made it into a full. Granted we need to get a step stool for her, but she loves her new bed. She asked me today is she could take a nap in her new bed! (Please notice her Handy Manny Tool! She is not so girly after all!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5909338504197557842?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5909338504197557842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5909338504197557842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7oQylhc39I/AAAAAAAAEio/wrBAGkLiyvE/s72-c/DSC_0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2960014387748166808</id><published>2010-04-01T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:47:56.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why would we go to the Cherry Blossom Festival in downtown DC, that was over crowded, over filled with Cars, and Chaos up and down? Because the weather was beautiful!! Yes, cherry blossoms are all over the city. Some outside my door in fact. But going up there to walk around and enjoy the weather and nature was great.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel enjoyed picking all the buds off the trees, till a ranger came by. I enjoyed the parking spot I got, till I got a ticket! And we enjoyed the sunshine, till we got home and noticed our noses where red. All in all, it was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;I love being able to go into the city enjoy what's there, then leaving!&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to increase my photography skills. Not sure what I am doing, but having fun none the less. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Congrats to Jessica and Chris...and Dynamic Duo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/6ZNsRrYCTByvsLDRFIpo1Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ9IVmMnI/AAAAAAAAEiA/4qLz15TGuls/s400/DSC_0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wlwHXK5j--dJ0yVZsZp8EQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ9qA3yHI/AAAAAAAAEiE/KVCkDd9OMNc/s400/DSC_0120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/nWnnrhuN689ySrjBvctyzw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ-nAGunI/AAAAAAAAEiM/W0MzGkW8VVc/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JV9GwE1bVs_cZKg2nN8xkQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ7XbNSxI/AAAAAAAAEh4/Q71hvqzAdkg/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Yrx67vGahgkXRgB-NXX4cA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ6nv3lsI/AAAAAAAAEhw/J8BbzTAFs1Q/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8O3oTIEwRfTjrcgxdp_GWQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ6JRGBaI/AAAAAAAAEhs/Hs6mmRgs_CQ/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum4110935PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 4/1/10 9:35 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2960014387748166808?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2960014387748166808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2960014387748166808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/04/cherry-blossom-adventure.html' title='Cherry Blossom Adventure'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S7VJ9IVmMnI/AAAAAAAAEiA/4qLz15TGuls/s72-c/DSC_0119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8722216470635486467</id><published>2010-03-18T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:31:29.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What has been going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have moved since the last time I blogged. Same area, just different apartments. It is silly we moved though, seeing how we are only here for another year. Then who knows where. Hopefully we get to pick our orders to Germany. I know it's far away FAMILY, but think how cool it would be to say that I lived in Germany. I would love to go back to San Diego, but after watching 2012, I am hesitant to move back to California. Lame, I know. But maybe I will be out of town the day it falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel had her 2nd birthday on March 9. I feel like a bad mother, because with the packing and unpacking, moving, and all the changing, I didn't really think to get her a present to open that morning. Thank goodness for Target, right? I ran and got a couple things late the night before.&lt;br /&gt;She was able to have her waffles on princess plates, have a puzzle to put together, and a bath with water color crayons. The plates, at this point, where the highlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HW_CB2l-obZKO3mkBTYF9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW5xR1IiI/AAAAAAAAEfU/tG3Q92WWu54/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility: visible; margin-right: auto; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/34167877"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SzESiXX_yy2FYMoNr3mTew?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW5e13o5I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/RRh86v25pmY/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed her all up and headed to downtown DC where we went to the National Aquarium. It wasn't that big and extravagant, but it was enough for her. She couldn't get enough of all the fish, seahorses, sharks, and alligators. There was even an aquarium just for Nemo and Dori! It was exciting to watch her get excited.&lt;br /&gt;We then went out to eat for her favorite lunch; rice, chicken, and broccoli. You all thought I was going to say McDonalds huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/43DppkxSFFlc_c7Nu_zvfw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW6SCqQsI/AAAAAAAAEfY/D9BwoXnTdDY/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eL39em0yp08az_-zRpD4AQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW6ulEDgI/AAAAAAAAEfc/V2LpP9FkJWw/s400/DSC_0121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aP2TySKve5y8iP4H6Ll3sw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW73j6UXI/AAAAAAAAEfo/K5kk_7vRzRg/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3CYTwkI_jYh2OqgkYg3lmg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW_jkcGgI/AAAAAAAAEgM/oepn8qFMdFA/s400/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rk433HYO6qSaJu3GKHzOpw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXA01SDcI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/vAVvpAv_HaY/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_gLf1QW1IJ2niNNaYSh9Mw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXBp_aOfI/AAAAAAAAEgU/jK_MN920LYw/s400/DSC_0134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TJzvHBQC8qcCTMQ1_DvfDQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXCqIeJTI/AAAAAAAAEgg/WnnFhbKNblE/s400/DSC_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hHmWCBJqk5xO1HnP6OuFnA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXDE-APII/AAAAAAAAEgk/rdCvxJeM1io/s400/DSC_0138.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Jem1CnsZJw5CFAO124jZXA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXEcKdjWI/AAAAAAAAEgs/lDKAwDTTPdw/s400/DSC_0140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, first it was the princess plates as the highlight, then the aquarium, but making a cake with mom and dad might have been the best highlight of her day. At least Josh and I like to think so. We made a cake together. She wanted to keep the beaters going forever. I had to finally unplug it and say it was broken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mGUM5kpoOcexlM_nW4qGaw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXEuXPQVI/AAAAAAAAEgw/805GA9AmTHc/s400/DSC_0141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/GG6LjrqLJccg_JYY0bqExQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXFkUuDVI/AAAAAAAAEg4/u-z8ZdTnxGA/s400/DSC_0143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aewlMwXCoCUE8P32JzAabw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JXGw6_lAI/AAAAAAAAEhA/PjDKOF2GSxg/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Birthday2?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Birthday #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think she had a fun day, then came night. I mentioned above that I didn't really have a present for her to open. I felt horrible, but I made it up to her by taking her to Toys r Us! We walked the isles. She was so overwhelmed. She grabbed many toys, but the two things she never put down where an Ariel bubble machine and a Jessie Doll from Toy Story. She also got the Handy Manny Tool set from Grama Mel, and honestly she plays with that more then anything. Guess she is not all girl after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other things going on, the sun is finally coming out and warming up. We played in a kiddy pool today and enjoyed the sun. I love spring and summer most out of all seasons. Sunshine makes me happy and energetic. We got our bikes and trailer out the other night too. It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8722216470635486467?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8722216470635486467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8722216470635486467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-has-been-going-on.html' title='What has been going on?'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/S6JW5xR1IiI/AAAAAAAAEfU/tG3Q92WWu54/s72-c/DSC_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6015142705647037455</id><published>2010-01-02T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:53:05.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This Christmas was so funny with Isabel. Josh and I didn't think about getting each other anything, just Isabel. We started early with getting a play piano that Nordstroms was selling. I was also able to get a hold of a Mickey Mouse Couch, and that is what she continues to call it, Mickey Mouse Couch. She sits on the couch playing her piano and reading the many books she got.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the night she was exhausted, but she had to sleep with her Snow White book.&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I enjoyed ourselves by having a couple friends over. It was nice to have friends to spend the day with. We ate, watched movies, talked, and ate more.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my family so much, but it was nice and quiet. I thought it was perfect to have the day with just the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;To finish our Year we drove up to Whitetail in PA to take Isabel tubing. We actually didn't think about going skiing until we got there. They had child care right by the lifts. It was perfect. We went into debt a little for rentals and lift tickets and child care, but well worth the money spent. Josh had to help me along the way. Being from Utah you would think that I was a skier, but I would rather be on the water doing it! I caught on pretty quick. But by the time I started figuring it out, which was about the 6th run with only 2 falls, I was so dang tired. My leg muscles were just burning. (forgot my dub that day)&lt;br /&gt;We made sure the Hotel we stayed in had a indoor pool, but that didn't matter it was freezing cold anyways! Isabel still swam with a purple lip smile! Josh and I took turns with her and sitting in the hot tube.&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve night, we were both so tired we fell asleep before the party began. Since we were at the Hotel we thought we would just watch all the fun stuff on TV which started at 10, but we both woke up about 12:30. We kissed and fell back asleep with Isabel between us. Perfect night I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;Over all our Holiday was fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;I love being able to share the holidays with my husband, I never know if he will make it for the next one. Isabel and I are so lucky to have someone who takes care of us and loves us every day. Love Love Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Holidays2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sz5qmEn6gfE/AAAAAAAAEXM/CuUqCYCHChU/s160-c/Holidays2009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Holidays2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Holidays 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6015142705647037455?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6015142705647037455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6015142705647037455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday-2009.html' title='Holiday 2009'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sz5qmEn6gfE/AAAAAAAAEXM/CuUqCYCHChU/s72-c/Holidays2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-547497789862683</id><published>2009-12-14T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:51:13.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's DUB?</title><content type='html'>This was originally a Facebook Note, but thought I would bring it to my blog world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been talking up this new product I have been using to most of you for awhile. Now I am going to share the joys with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUB Nutrition&lt;/b&gt; has become a main ingredient in my life. Sounds lame I know, but it really has given me energy and motivation in all aspects of life.&lt;br /&gt;As a women, of course I was looking for weight loss, but as a mother I was looking for &lt;b&gt;energy&lt;/b&gt;. Energy is what I found! The best energy, because it is all natural. No post jitters or afternoon crashing either.&lt;br /&gt;It's packed with antioxidants and riding my body of free radicals. I actually feel healthy inside!&lt;br /&gt;Along with a low and moderate intense exercise program, a moderation in diet, and DUB, I can feel the natural changes in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you know me, know that I am well reserved and not much of a talker. I wouldn't write a "note" about just anything! Take a look and read more about DUB. Figure out what your goal is and what changes you want to see and DUB will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay, here is the scoop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUB products are Supplements. They were created with all generations and goals in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Losing weight, becoming leaner, or just feeling healthy and energized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me I have noticed a tremendous amount of energy....and have lost body fat. I have also noticed a decrease in joint pain. I have had a neck pain that has persisted for about 5 months. After 2 weeks of DUB I have full range of motion in my neck. I believe it is due to Curcumin which has anti-inflammatory properties. My grandpa even takes these products for this reason. Who wouldn't want relief of joint pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take 2 Youth and 2 Burner with breakfast. (You will notice no more coffee or caffeine is needed to start your day!) At lunch I take 1 Youth and 1 Burner. (You will notice no crash or jitters in the afternoon!) I use to take naps with my daughter when she did because I was always as tired as she was. Now I have the energy and motivation to exercise or just get things done I normally put off.&lt;br /&gt;I take 3 Muscle when I am about the exercise, including housework or walking. This helps with my recovery time. My muscles have been sore once since using DUB Muscle. I noticed this is helping my muscle tissue recover and transform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more about natural ingredients here:&lt;br /&gt;DUB Youth &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dubnutrition.com/dub_youth.php" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://dubnutrition.com/du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;b_youth.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUB Burner &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dubnutrition.com/dub_burner.php" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://dubnutrition.com/du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;b_burner.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUB Muscle &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dubnutrition.com/dub_muscle.php" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://dubnutrition.com/du&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;b_muscle.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a new passion for a healthy life style. Work is required! But DUB has assisted me in seeing results, which is due to the ingredients our bodies naturally need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in the same change I was, please email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUB Love to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mydubnutrition.com/brandie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-547497789862683?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/547497789862683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/547497789862683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-dub.html' title='What&apos;s DUB?'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6644711434532822764</id><published>2009-12-04T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T05:42:50.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another month goes by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is already December? This holiday season is going by fast. It is more fun and exciting this year because Isabel is more excited. She can say Christmas, but is sounds more like crimis. Or something like that. Her favorite thing to say is HO HO HO!! Pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;She has already gotten to open a present from her Aunt Brooke and cousins, it was a little poeple Nativity Scene. She loves the sheep and baby Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time in North Carolina with my brothers family. Isabel had all three girls to herself. It was like this: she acknowledge Syndney, she loved Carys, and it was a love/hate relationship with Elyse! She woke up every morning in a room full of toys. It was nice for me because I could continue sleeping as she played. She also called for Carys anytime she wasn't in the room. Her and Elyse played okay with each other for so long, but then became possessive. Isabel is a bully. I felt so bad that she kept pushing Elyse around. I am sure she gets that from her dad. I am nothing like that!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is past but I still have some many things to be grateful for! My families are the highlight of my life. My husband and daughter keep my laughing and having so much fun in life. They are the best supporters. My best friend, my mom. She is the greatest! My friends who are all over the world. I love that we can still have close relationships even though we don't get to see each other. So I guess I am grateful for Skype too!&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season. Keep in mind the true meaning and enjoy each others company. I don't get to go home for Christmas, this will be the second time in a row. Makes me sad, but I love making new traditions with the ones I have close always.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our trip. Just click...Love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/November2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SxkNKcChDWE/AAAAAAAAEPo/tHMTyhoTuc4/s160-c/November2009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/November2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;November 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6644711434532822764?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6644711434532822764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6644711434532822764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-month-goes-by.html' title='Another month goes by...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SxkNKcChDWE/AAAAAAAAEPo/tHMTyhoTuc4/s72-c/November2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3919859918688324096</id><published>2009-11-01T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:11:06.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Oct312009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Su5UpfMUNxE/AAAAAAAAENs/tbOK51jvI7s/s160-c/Oct312009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Oct312009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Oct 31, 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was another&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; fun filled Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel was a cute, but scary witch. She had a hard time wearing her costume. The hat only stayed on for a moment and....well she basically ripped the seams on her dress trying to take it off. I guess she really is like me in that way, it is easier to just wear nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Our ward had a Halloween party that had many fun games and activities, but I couldn't get Isabel off the dance floor! She loved dancing the Monster Mash and Thriller. I was able to get her to try the donut game, which she did pretty good at. We then had a trunk or treat in the church parking lot. We got lots of candy, but then turned around and gave it back to more kids. (good thinking I say)&lt;br /&gt;We carved, well assembled our pumpkin this year. Josh had the most fun with all the Mr. Potato Head pieces. Isabel continues to take apart and reassemble the pumpkin and all the pieces. She also tries to move the pumpkin around along with the word "heavyyy!"&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I binged on Reese Peanut Butter Cups and snickers for a day and a half. Thanks to my neighbor! And Thanks to Josh for letting me.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a spooky Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...Bring on The Turkey Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  the brownie pictures, where Isabel is eating the batter, the batter is made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; egg. In case some of you moms out there don't let there kids eat batter because of raw egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3919859918688324096?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3919859918688324096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3919859918688324096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/11/oct-2009.html' title='Oct 2009'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Su5UpfMUNxE/AAAAAAAAENs/tbOK51jvI7s/s72-c/Oct312009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1838361563680686129</id><published>2009-11-01T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:30:27.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Movie Rommendation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Su5RXt53kEI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/ts19IS9wQ9k/s1600-h/managementfinalposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Su5RXt53kEI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/ts19IS9wQ9k/s320/managementfinalposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399342471164956738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just watched a movie called Management tonight. It don't remember it being publicized very much, but thought I would give it a watch.&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend to anyone who loves a good awkward, romantic, comedy. Steve Zahn is hilarious. You will love why it is called a "touching comedy."&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1838361563680686129?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1838361563680686129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1838361563680686129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-movie-rommendation.html' title='New Movie Rommendation...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Su5RXt53kEI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/ts19IS9wQ9k/s72-c/managementfinalposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4670649360975737772</id><published>2009-10-21T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:15:36.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEG successful....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We recently learned of Isabel's condition a couple months ago. Nothing too serious, but the doctors still wanted to test her brain. We finally got her in for her EEG, after a couple months of waiting. She did so good. She has never liked to lay on a bed will in a doctors office, so we struggled there, but that was all. The doctor places 27 wires all over her scale. We made it a joke she she laugh when he would press the wire to her head with Vaseline. He then wrapped he whole head with gauze so she couldn't remove them. She laid on my chest as I sang her to sleep. They wanted two test: one with her awake and one asleep. Luckily she fell asleep to sound of my humming. I totally forgot to get pictures till it was too late, but here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/BIjft9BwMCEocAzna-7SJA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-cmQIJyI/AAAAAAAAEJE/GwwHt405EZ0/s400/IMG_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/AHZH5yCB7C37lAbU9_sXJQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-cAm7KpI/AAAAAAAAEJA/hbPXmifd2vc/s400/IMG_0199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Still happy even with wires coming out of her head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lC7pPL6ZOd7yBnGMezga3A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-eSxjgwI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/qrbUZHgXwoY/s400/IMG_0203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vaseline is a bugger to get out of hair. I gave up so I could take her home and do it. But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped to get a little lunch on the home. There happened to be a salon next to the place we ate. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1BUkKlScS3OAx1zs7GjzWA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-fiXPz5I/AAAAAAAAEJY/ni91QoroKIw/s400/IMG_0205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wo3ZANQcMm6wOlfRVGNT-g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-hH10ppI/AAAAAAAAEJg/S1YBbodYexk/s400/IMG_0207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D7wknn8Ug6yTO46xu8pz8Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-hpqVncI/AAAAAAAAEJk/-xxaEpQGylk/s400/IMG_0208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/c46qdwgSJvDenn3W0SEMbA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-ifqWdPI/AAAAAAAAEJo/OCj9iVH9x4Q/s400/IMG_0209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We took her in for a shampoo and trim. Her first hair cut, which she loved. It was almost refreshing to her as it is for me and every other women who enjoys being pampered by a stylist. No worries everyone, it still has curl, fluff, and layers. Guess I should post and after huh. Just wait till next post I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4670649360975737772?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4670649360975737772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4670649360975737772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/10/eeg-successful.html' title='EEG successful....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/St8-cmQIJyI/AAAAAAAAEJE/GwwHt405EZ0/s72-c/IMG_0200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3617890330869992917</id><published>2009-10-06T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:10:41.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLC Sept 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had so much fun visiting our home town. I can't believe how much is still the same yet totally different. We planned our trip perfectly, we got to be home for Two new babies, a wedding shower, a wedding, and football games.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to both our families who made us feel at home and missed. We miss Utah and can't wait to move back....just as soon as California falls into the Ocean. That way Josh can still be close to Navy bases and work. Problem solved!&lt;br /&gt;Check out our fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLC1009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SsuQe0eSW4E/AAAAAAAAEGk/MQtKg-sWIA0/s160-c/SLC1009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLC1009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;SLC 10/09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3617890330869992917?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3617890330869992917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3617890330869992917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/10/slc-sept-2009.html' title='SLC Sept 2009'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SsuQe0eSW4E/AAAAAAAAEGk/MQtKg-sWIA0/s72-c/SLC1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-450996537006399896</id><published>2009-09-21T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:42:09.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got a little camera happy this week. So here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_RzmkzU1Tp42moCDKMyCFw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaLWxXm0I/AAAAAAAAD6U/a4JmI2oQMjw/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel had just woken up from a nap and all she wanted to do was laying on Josh while he played the Wii. I believe her words were "daddy play daddy play"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qGvNNZUjuQJQFvS6tD2hQg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaO7GtkwI/AAAAAAAAD6s/icV9QxHSqqQ/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Elmo has to be Isabel's bff lately. They have a long, deep conversations about who knows what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x1CpCUvpLkGpcAGQQRfWuQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaPoKKHkI/AAAAAAAAD6w/rzVzrLsNNHI/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YXcQCig6luFl58bffpRvBA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaQyNSbMI/AAAAAAAAD64/5i8--jFMh3s/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She still has her beads! Have you noticed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MFAI3vN2dTqvtvJEv5S-6w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaSPrq8aI/AAAAAAAAD7A/m4eYaia8X5Y/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not much to say about this one, or the next one, or the next one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FzEz_m7NMFv2iVwpMUva2w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaT0TBBmI/AAAAAAAAD7M/D-2B8Pz4hjQ/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vatcrOYG4hWT-ni17vAnGg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaWUOW5rI/AAAAAAAAD7c/LqNz2mVdL-Y/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QtogIjQytsp89-SMKwUg3g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaVqdh-YI/AAAAAAAAD7U/ogAdpU_Otu8/s400/DSC_0023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got new fall/winter shoes. She did laps around the house to break them in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IYWjEgNnDjTv_hC6tn0VJg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaYYNANII/AAAAAAAAD7o/8h40Fme-mi4/s400/DSC_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel loves helping water our one plant. We got a little carried away one night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rXJAse6MJDkcM0MMCcrzqg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreabVNEC1I/AAAAAAAAD74/Doz0BXt3og8/s400/DSC_0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8I9p3TNJw48uho82WpKgSw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaduGZtUI/AAAAAAAAD8I/Q15e01r3mZg/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We come to Utah in 2 days. I am so excited to see family and friends and mountains and cafe rio and mini vans and neighborhoods and open skies and cafe rio and my house and gateway and again cafe rio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-450996537006399896?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/450996537006399896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/450996537006399896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/09/camera-happy.html' title='Camera happy...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SreaLWxXm0I/AAAAAAAAD6U/a4JmI2oQMjw/s72-c/DSC_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-357040562911371050</id><published>2009-08-27T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T05:42:00.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benign Paroxysmal Torticollis...What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am sure you all want to "google" this long and hard to pronounce phrase. I will make it easy for you and explain in English what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benign: Of no danger to health&lt;br /&gt;Paroxysmal: Reoccurring&lt;br /&gt;Torticollis: Muscle contracting in Neck to cause abnormal position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Isabel was born, she has had 6-7 episodes of this exact nature. We took her to the pediatrician but they could not diagnosis her. They gave us many possibilities, but none really fit her condition. First of all, it was very hard to explain and hard for the Doctor to understand. Second, it was not a reoccurring instance. I did my own research but couldn't come close to anything helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, her last episode was in June, we decided to record it. Thankfully our doctor referred us to a neurologist after watching just a short clip.&lt;br /&gt;We took Isabel in yesterday. It was a great success. At first it was hard for the doctor to believe anything was abnormal. Isabel was her happy self. She responded 100% to all her tests. Isabel even sat her lap and talked for about 10 minutes straight. I am sure giving her Sh-pill of what was wrong. It was quite entertaining actually.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor finally turned to us for the Yes or No portion. Josh and I did a 100% job as well. The doctor ruled out any life concerns for Isabel, which was a relief. We showed her the video and without any real brain tests yet, she had her diagnosis is mind. She went and got a different doctor to make his diagnosis. He gave the same result as well.&lt;br /&gt;Benign Paroxysmal Torticollis was the end result. They still would like to do an EEG, but no MRI or cat-scan is necessary. We were glad to hear that because they didn't want to sedate Isabel if there was no real need.&lt;br /&gt;This condition is only seen by Pediatric Neurologist maybe once a year in infants. It is rare with no cure. Luckily it only effects children and can be out grown by the time she is 5 years old. The down side is that in can be an onset for Migraines when she is older.&lt;br /&gt;The video we provided was especially helpful. From what they told us, they have no really good or recent documentation of this disorder. They found it a good learning tool and asked if they could use the footage for training purposes. It was quite funny, by the end of the appointment, there were several doctors and interns in the room watching the video. Every time we played the video, Isabel could hear her own self and would yell, "baby."&lt;br /&gt;So we are relieved that we have an idea of what is happening with Isabel and that it is not life threatening.&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to see the video let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-357040562911371050?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/357040562911371050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/357040562911371050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/08/benign-paroxysmal-torticolliswhat.html' title='Benign Paroxysmal Torticollis...What?'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2772243641320861350</id><published>2009-08-09T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:17:13.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIrst Ice Cream Cone....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know, I feel horrible. She is almost 18 months and I haven't attempted the ice cream cone. She loved every little lick though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KvnSniXQdzPzItt2MZEwLg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-huyhJDI/AAAAAAAAD3I/lsPIl-mkdh4/s400/DSC_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yOBku6nI1xHAopIO7Dp57Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-iWViJ4I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/TIg_2WlkuHk/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those Teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's just a fun picture. She loves playing with her bath toys outside of the bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eiDCJ5YSKQg1Ja8ArYnOGw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-f0rAFRI/AAAAAAAAD28/G8UjDFTIgso/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2772243641320861350?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2772243641320861350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2772243641320861350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-ice-cream-cone.html' title='FIrst Ice Cream Cone....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-huyhJDI/AAAAAAAAD3I/lsPIl-mkdh4/s72-c/DSC_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6831641141874657247</id><published>2009-08-09T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:11:21.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang Motorcycles....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am finally getting around to posting my near-could-have-been-worse car accident.&lt;br /&gt;I was going through a green light when out of the blue a hippie on a Harley made a left-hand turn in front of me. But really, it was not in front because he hit perpendicular to the back door, which left a huge hole.  I slammed on my brakes and hurried out of the car to see if he was okay. He was already on his feet. I think the adrenaline got to him because he walked to the side of the road and laid down. He ended up being okay, I think he just hurt his tail bone.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that upset me about the whole thing, was the fact that out of all the people that responded to the accident, not one spoke to me until after the witness that stayed to give statements, the motorcyclist left to the hospital, and his bike had been towed. I stood there waiting for some direction for almost an hour. I was in shock myself, but nobody really cared. Accept for my friend, Janie, who had driven by after the accident. She called me right away. Thanks friend.&lt;br /&gt;So here is the damage, fortunately it only took two weeks to get it fix and insurance to take care of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NzR2H14fM4XthgR-5pkbMg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-anwmZPI/AAAAAAAAD2c/VlzWSrngGbc/s144/DSC_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1iPHq5mUkd8w6J2Koxwo5g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-cMMruwI/AAAAAAAAD2o/ulaklD5tf6g/s144/DSC_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1r75NlolPbEWnYYsidYPZg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-eqHf8AI/AAAAAAAAD20/zBzk8W-juS4/s144/DSC_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/tF3Y_7YcRku4BoEFz4zEGA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-dyNJbSI/AAAAAAAAD2w/z4hdSZFRhWo/s144/DSC_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Summer09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Summer 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6831641141874657247?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6831641141874657247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6831641141874657247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/08/dang-motorcycles.html' title='Dang Motorcycles....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sn9-anwmZPI/AAAAAAAAD2c/VlzWSrngGbc/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1314602947734224521</id><published>2009-07-10T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:27:44.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW VIDEO ALERT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here's a video that will make you laugh for sure.&lt;br /&gt;The other morning, after doing breakfast dishes, I lost Isabel in our apartment. We have a small 2 bedroom apartment, how could I lose her you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well we had had the stroller up after a morning walk by the front door. I could hear her talking softly. I found her in the stroller trying to buckle herself in. But I had never seen her get in all by herself, so I pulled the video camera out and recorded. There were a couple attempts, but she finally showed me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_I8eLVNArkA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_I8eLVNArkA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1314602947734224521?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1314602947734224521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1314602947734224521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-video-alert.html' title='NEW VIDEO ALERT'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3597192367345010351</id><published>2009-06-23T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:37:06.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistle while you play...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have been meaning to post this video to show off Isabel's excitment for Whistles. Enjoy and caution, her laugh is contagious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/itoQtuplQFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/itoQtuplQFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3597192367345010351?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3597192367345010351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3597192367345010351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/06/whistle-while-you-play.html' title='Whistle while you play...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4152977893915774608</id><published>2009-06-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:01:11.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Mom Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love when my mom visits, especially when she brings me back my little girl. It was a great reunion to see my daughter after a week. Even though she still wants grandma, I really think she missed me. I am hoping to get pictures from my mom of there week together.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;We, as usual, headed to NC to see my Brothers family. Isabel is big enough to play with Bean 3. They played fashion show, rolled on the floor with uncle Lancer, ate whatever they want from grandma, and bath time is always a plus.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Wendy even came to town. I love when her and my mom get together, it is always unexpected, and always fun.&lt;br /&gt;The last day before my Aunt left we hit the Holocaust. It was a new Museum experience for all 3 of us. The day after, somebody was shot at the same Museum. A little crazy to think about.&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to have such a close relationship with my whole family. I hope to repay my aunt my going to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/MomSVisitJun2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjE1hgs7O6E/AAAAAAAACtw/WcBpmQA_Hjc/s160-c/MomSVisitJun2009.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/MomSVisitJun2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Mom&amp;#39;s visit Jun 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4152977893915774608?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4152977893915774608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4152977893915774608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-mom-visit.html' title='Another Mom Visit'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjE1hgs7O6E/AAAAAAAACtw/WcBpmQA_Hjc/s72-c/MomSVisitJun2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5823739517527067478</id><published>2009-06-03T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:54:46.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"London Calling...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am back... Finally a chance to update my blog and share some fun times I have had.&lt;br /&gt;First Josh's parents came to town for his Graduation. It was fun taking them to all the DC sites. To think of how many times I have been to the same sites, I am still learning new things about them. It is never ending. We did hit two Nordstroms though! Josh's mom just can't stay away.&lt;br /&gt;Josh graduated with honors so he and I got to attend a ceremony only for honor students. It was a fun excuse to get all dolled up and have some fun. We thought wrong though. The ceremony was long and dull. We really didn't meet anyone so we left early and met up with the parents and Isabel to swim.&lt;br /&gt;When they left to go back to Utah, they took my baby with them. I drove them to the airport, when though security, and help them get on the plan. I left the airport emotional but went right home to sleep. It was great. The following day Josh and I headed for London. It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Our friends, the Koenigs, were the best hosts every. They even took us up to Scotland, where I met and fought with William Wallace. ("freedom")&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for having us and next time we will bring Isabel, just for the excuse to go back to Warwick Castle and play in the kids castle area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our pictures if you'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/LinaresMay2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SiclAN7tpCE/AAAAAAAACoM/nUfIhcbFWsQ/s160-c/LinaresMay2009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/LinaresMay2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Linares May 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/JoshSGraduation2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sicmakk_WCE/AAAAAAAACpM/mVRn9tZxLHk/s160-c/JoshSGraduation2009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/JoshSGraduation2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Josh's Graduation 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/LondonMay2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SichdHjlM-E/AAAAAAAAClA/oen-BP-SPi4/s160-c/LondonMay2009.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/LondonMay2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;London May 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5823739517527067478?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5823739517527067478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5823739517527067478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/06/london-calling.html' title='&quot;London Calling....&quot;'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SiclAN7tpCE/AAAAAAAACoM/nUfIhcbFWsQ/s72-c/LinaresMay2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5803070123830573311</id><published>2009-04-30T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:32:12.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Necklaces????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You guys know that I am so not into "girly" things right; like jewlery, clothes, nails, or other stuff like that.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well it works out that of course I would have a girl that is. What am I going to do? I really need some help.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel doesn't take off the Mardi Gra beads....ever. Even when taking a nap, she loves to have her beads on. It really is hilarious. I hope its a phase, because I will not be able to give her any glamor tips or advice. I will end up consoling the blogging word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqBPtXYI/AAAAAAAACXM/jZkHr45ODPA/s1600-h/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqBPtXYI/AAAAAAAACXM/jZkHr45ODPA/s320/DSC_0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330676085416615298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqYEu7FI/AAAAAAAACXU/ow8ARxwODmE/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqYEu7FI/AAAAAAAACXU/ow8ARxwODmE/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330676091544595538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This was just after Swim Class. Eating refreshing Grapes and taking a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqjbXWOI/AAAAAAAACXc/9YDS0TcWYfQ/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqjbXWOI/AAAAAAAACXc/9YDS0TcWYfQ/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330676094592309474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got to take a Sunday nap, a very small one, but woke up to this face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdrTm-X8I/AAAAAAAACXs/xdviEyEiPaI/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdrTm-X8I/AAAAAAAACXs/xdviEyEiPaI/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330676107525906370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sfpdq--KXMI/AAAAAAAACXk/JKfMfCoQSZI/s1600-h/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5803070123830573311?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5803070123830573311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5803070123830573311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/04/necklaces.html' title='Necklaces????'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SfpdqBPtXYI/AAAAAAAACXM/jZkHr45ODPA/s72-c/DSC_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2251798529145045558</id><published>2009-04-21T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:40:30.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those of you who know me, know that my passion are Oreo Cookies. (see below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Se5zx0AqOVI/AAAAAAAACWc/f_sYRu0Wrgo/s1600-h/P2170099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Se5zx0AqOVI/AAAAAAAACWc/f_sYRu0Wrgo/s320/P2170099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327322708838070610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Oreo cake compliments to my aunt Julie, layers-cake.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just as we change our colors and styles for every season, so does the amazing Oreo cookie. I wait patiently every year for this particular season. This is the season for...ready....&lt;br /&gt;STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE OREOS!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Se50o41jovI/AAAAAAAACWs/MUDcYZWbDKk/s1600-h/strawberrymilkshakeoreo-701149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Se50o41jovI/AAAAAAAACWs/MUDcYZWbDKk/s400/strawberrymilkshakeoreo-701149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327323655026483954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you are need of a little chocolate strawberry fix, I dare you to try. (Milk is still required!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2251798529145045558?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2251798529145045558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2251798529145045558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/04/new.html' title='New...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Se5zx0AqOVI/AAAAAAAACWc/f_sYRu0Wrgo/s72-c/P2170099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3329144553937905219</id><published>2009-04-13T08:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T08:18:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love my new camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love my new camera. The quality of the pictures are great. Does Isabel more justice.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Easter. We enjoyed having some neighbors over for a late lunch. Janie brought a Ham cooked in Dr Pepper. I usually don't like ham, but this was so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dktWzNxM14GBwTOZ2fqxBg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXWidMy5I/AAAAAAAACUk/ThO5EZRS5PM/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Easter 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5jlIWFhZgoydOYDz7kqsWw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXZS4vB9I/AAAAAAAACU4/FFz0T_B6v84/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Easter 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Sm4zOjRtg_6NHf_vJyShZg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXbYpYq3I/AAAAAAAACVI/UVGLGyMRSEs/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Easter 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e2bvd8DvlgwXAEIfHOXmXg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXT3AOU6I/AAAAAAAACUQ/psOlgCl1WvE/s400/DSC_0089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Easter 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MukbpL6x8p2iLE_qx6Wwtw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXUmnXevI/AAAAAAAACUU/8YNKFyBar-Y/s400/DSC_0090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Easter09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Easter 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3329144553937905219?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3329144553937905219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3329144553937905219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-my-new-camera.html' title='Love my new camera...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SeNXWidMy5I/AAAAAAAACUk/ThO5EZRS5PM/s72-c/DSC_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6532024249028876753</id><published>2009-04-06T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:16:27.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What I did...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sdq3JxQ78FI/AAAAAAAACUE/h5kaBCnWH-o/s1600-h/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sdq3JxQ78FI/AAAAAAAACUE/h5kaBCnWH-o/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321767288162742354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can you see it....? Cut 8 Inches of my locks. It will grow back right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6532024249028876753?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6532024249028876753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6532024249028876753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-what-i-did.html' title='Look What I did...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sdq3JxQ78FI/AAAAAAAACUE/h5kaBCnWH-o/s72-c/IMG_0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-70350339577150921</id><published>2009-04-04T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:01:47.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Bloom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Cherry Blossoms are in Bloom...&lt;br /&gt;Isabel and I went to downtown DC to check out what all the fuss was about the Cherry Blooms. Wow, it was amazing. I have seen Cherry Blossoms, but not like this. They were everywhere in full bloom. Isabel enjoyed touching the trees because the water from the rain the day before would splash her. Thanks Janie for helping me get some good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fWqb_QVG4GObQWeR3kBH0Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLBTg0HPI/AAAAAAAACP8/5Q6cOlBSjb4/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/soGSzaxd4PGAd590Cjnsdg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgPDNJQwZI/AAAAAAAACUA/1zFCj6nsmSY/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ga77trssCfGRaOI0gQW_4w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgNkAZ4cbI/AAAAAAAACTc/5jDorAV8J-w/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vBTi2Vub8ZmzZC6v0yuMuQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgNkqKmI_I/AAAAAAAACTg/XsH8f_IJdhU/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/L7KGr_pC2WEpqQvuI8d--g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgNlV17lvI/AAAAAAAACTk/F4aUMrAGE64/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7qFzSymhsBYmUWiZ_SXhGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLKH0tmcI/AAAAAAAACQo/aQ_u9ec78Zg/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ccaJ8tiQRcrfMqxtDwWb7A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLy9g4KKI/AAAAAAAACSw/7ZmKjao3cMc/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dDCYKXMiYKPOtdb9_-Ca1w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLfRzQEKI/AAAAAAAACR0/mxo546W60pQ/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I, or I should say we, got a new Camera for our anniversary. I have been playing with it non-stop. Here are a couple of my first shots of Isabel. Of course she would be the one I shot. I didn't leave out Josh though. I can't resist him in uniform...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hCNBUZXaSVNZqcYcTtUlDw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgK7wYplhI/AAAAAAAACPg/pavRUjr7FrQ/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YSTc7sUwCj8ckCW8mgB6lw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgK-zEMpUI/AAAAAAAACPw/-BomrtGKf0s/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jtFOggyFRwOfXu4qklTsWA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLANTry6I/AAAAAAAACP4/9LaOy9D34fc/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/April2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;April 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-70350339577150921?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/70350339577150921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/70350339577150921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-bloom.html' title='In Bloom...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SdgLBTg0HPI/AAAAAAAACP8/5Q6cOlBSjb4/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2025624538687681895</id><published>2009-03-25T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:47:45.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Year Anniversary....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Five years have come and gone, though we have only lived together 2 of the 5 years, the time has past with many great memories.&lt;br /&gt;We experienced, as every couple does in their relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesiness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bcfRuiZQJUXTYCzYlEL0FQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7BLIQhNI/AAAAAAAACOI/-aAiwdaqhxo/s144/DSCF0008bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KCv2xyfFFdTHtyXMzoTNvQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7BqVCKlI/AAAAAAAACOM/GQXq00z7XUs/s144/DSCF0012CC_PortSoft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Tuiterpation": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Qlfi8IHWvc2V6plC9rDCgQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7CtL3jvI/AAAAAAAACOQ/h3loTzRhl3w/s144/B%26J_018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qzyU0sno2w9l-sAtPhVIcw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7DrGZppI/AAAAAAAACOU/rVT_zciFe58/s144/B%26J_126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adventure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HieG8fDgHddZKauz6UqZgA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7EyHxWvI/AAAAAAAACOY/vYkQu0LfUFQ/s144/B%26J_188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Intimacy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/SSBBtv8hrhswwK0Rsij48g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7Fs7SSpI/AAAAAAAACOc/5y077xhNAT0/s144/B%26J_224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness:&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CwrYhKFrFW4fNPzvEmZX9Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7GKz3n3I/AAAAAAAACOg/QWBWBfVCYYc/s144/B%26J_340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And other Men...Sorry, it happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bGzFdCiB7bwmfXkIImOT-g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7GpIAvDI/AAAAAAAACOk/0bgOc7pV9zU/s144/B%26J_452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Wedding04?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Wedding 04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;....And most importantly, being able to continue these experience all over again, without the other men of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you do read this Josh, Thank you for being my husband and loving me unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2025624538687681895?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2025624538687681895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2025624538687681895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-year-anniversary.html' title='5 Year Anniversary....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Sco7BLIQhNI/AAAAAAAACOI/-aAiwdaqhxo/s72-c/DSCF0008bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6755090902047429851</id><published>2009-03-09T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:14:08.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY ISABEL....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SbUSX-prtrI/AAAAAAAACKY/UDekwQ43B2o/s1600-h/DSCN1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SbUSX-prtrI/AAAAAAAACKY/UDekwQ43B2o/s320/DSCN1528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311171538717488818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The only reason I pick this picture is to show off Isabel's two bottom teeth. And because I took this after her nap, she gets the most hilarious bed head.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Isabel. The past year has been the best year thus far; Exciting, Fun, Frustrating, Tiresome, Hilarious...I am sure the next years will be even better. We love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6755090902047429851?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6755090902047429851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6755090902047429851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-1st-birthday-isabel.html' title='HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY ISABEL....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SbUSX-prtrI/AAAAAAAACKY/UDekwQ43B2o/s72-c/DSCN1528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-955636582600266235</id><published>2009-03-03T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:07:32.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most embarrassing....why am I revealing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alright, I have a story to tell, but really I shouldn't because it will embarrass me more than any story ever. Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, Brandie and Isabel ventured out to check out some home good stores. They came across a strip mall with a couple different stores to look at. Brandie parked the car, got the stroller out, and set Isabel up to be comfortable to about an hour and a half. They walked through two stores, which were full of fun ideas for decorating Brandie's ordinary apartment. But no decisions where made because she is way to indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel started being fussy so Brandie pulled her out of the stroller and realized she had a surprise in her pants! Since they hadn't gotten too far, they went back to the car to dispose of this smelly surprise. Brandie laid her on the back seat of the car to change the diaper. She took of her jacket, because there was actually a warm day in DC in February. After cleaning up, Isabel was just ready to go home and have her nap.&lt;br /&gt;(Here comes the confusing part to the story)&lt;br /&gt;When Brandie through her coat down in the car, she didn't realize the keys where in the left coat pocket, and when she threw it down it some how locked the door.....(I am sure you are guessing what comes next, but just wait) Her phone was also in the coat pocket. So after changing Isabel she thought I will just walk around to the other side and put Isabel in her car seat. Isabel was by this time climbing up the car seat all over the car. Brandie decided to walk around to the other side, but left Isabel standing by the car seat. She shut the door, but didn't grab her coat.&lt;br /&gt;(DA DA DA....say that while going down in pitch)&lt;br /&gt;Brandie walk to the other side of the car and opened the door, but the door was LOCKED! Panic struck. She checked the passenger door, LOCKED, she ran around to the other two doors, LOCKED. Brandie was unconsciously saying bad words a loud and basically freaking out! She was in such panic she was unsure what to do. She needed a phone. She looked around at the empty lot. It was only 11:30 on a thursday at the time, so not many people were around. She then noticed women coming along side a car next to her. She yelled for the women, and asked if she could use her cell phone. Of course, she was going to have a cell phone, who doesn't...well besides my cousin! (Love you kate) Brandie explained what happen and this women was so sweet she offered to take over and just call 911. She handed the phone to Brandie. The dispatcher asked Brandie what she could do for her. Brandie replied," well is just locked my keys in the car...with my baby inside. She is not in her car seat." The dispatcher ask a couple other question like, location, age of baby, how long she had been in there, and the make for the car. Brandie gave her the information and the dipatcher said help was on the way. We hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;Brandie's panic had relieved only a little bit because Isabel, like mentioned before, was not strapped in her car seat. Brandie was watching her through the window while she crawled everywhere. Brandie was worried more because she was trying to get to the front. Isabel's a pretty smart girl so Brandie was imagining every possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;The women with the cell phone stood by and help her distract Isabel from any danger in the car. They knocked on the windows when she would try and go for the front. They didn't want her to fall down between the set and floor. Isabel made her way to the window and started knocking back. Then came the tongue all over the window, then amazingly, blow fishes. Brandie was amazed at how happy Isabel was. She wasn't scared or concerned at all. Isabel was enjoying the freedom of being in the car, all by herself. Isabel kept that smile on her face the intire time. At one point she was pulling on the door handle. Brandie yelled it say, "pull the lock honey, it just right next to the door handle." (Wouldn't be awesome if the story ended that way, but it doesn't)&lt;br /&gt;What felt like hours came to about 8 or 10 minutes. The women with the cell phone (sadly I didn't get her name) motioned to Brandie that a fire truck was pulling in. Embarrassment, relief, stress, concern for how they were going to get the door open; hit Brandie hard. The truck stopped behind her car and 4 guys piled out of the car. One older man came to Brandie's side and asked how long the baby had been in the car. "About 10-12 minutes" Brandie said. The older man knocked on the window, to which Isabel sucked on the window more, smiling along.&lt;br /&gt;Brandie noticed the other three guys getting tools from the back of the truck. But she didn't notice the women with the cell phone. She had walked away without letting Brandie thank her one last time.&lt;br /&gt;One fireman was on the passenger side and the other two where on the drivers side. What seemed like a race, they worked fast on getting the door open. The passenger side guy won by at least 10 seconds. Brandie heard the doors unlocked and she raced to get the back door open. Brandie grabbed Isabel and hugged her so tight.( aww)  She apologized several times and told her how much she loved her. Isabel was to interesed in the huge red fire truck to pay any attention to her mother.&lt;br /&gt;Brandie thanked the 4 firemen several times. (Yes, the was one cute fireman) They started up the loud truck, and that is when Isabel got nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my embarrassing story. I had to "blog" it because I didn't want to forget it.&lt;br /&gt;After to ordeal I called Josh, and that is when I really broke down and had good cry. I was just so glad it wasn't extremely hot or extremely cold. Isabel was so too funny while in the car by her self. I wish I had my camera, or maybe not. I also wish I could have thanked the women with the cell phone again, but she did say she had an appointment to get to.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I have to laugh, I am sure some of you are.....Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-955636582600266235?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/955636582600266235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/955636582600266235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/03/most-embarrassingwhy-am-i-revealing.html' title='Most embarrassing....why am I revealing?'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6178708863067733196</id><published>2009-02-25T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T07:32:42.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...What makes me Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks for the tag Julie, but I must say my top 3 are the exact same as yours. (well, we will change the names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Number 1&lt;/span&gt;: Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh and I have had a long-lasting friendship for over 10 years. I am so glad he came to his senses and realized he couldn't live without me, because I knew I couldn't live without him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UV8dS3n442KvGph4xMUdhA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Ro8hnhF33kI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ATPkQrhbpaQ/s144/Jan%20%2706%20053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Cruise07?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Cruise '07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jtmD2lfoPgG57H8WEt8oVA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0QfzABWAI/AAAAAAAAB4E/331kvJPFmOY/s144/DSCN1277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Number 2&lt;/span&gt;: Isabel Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being a mom is exactly what I was meant to do. Even though Isabel has not been on this earth for very long, she is someone I feel knows exactly who I am and what I am capable of. She pushes me to be better by just smiling at me and showing me how happy a person can really be. I love that Josh and I get to share her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/al-QooBM108osAUPz2VFbQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/STbjQnrzSjI/AAAAAAAABgs/_0RTUENCI-k/s400/DSCN1268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Thanksgiving08?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Thanksgiving 08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mL9BJV7E1XGJJfJXQpsEFA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXm2NrLqI/AAAAAAAAB2A/10yrpUDQgKo/s400/DSCN1350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FQFsGc7-IgUKS0etOo5Wtw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SaVarWjc99I/AAAAAAAACEw/hg605UX-V4w/s400/P2160075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLCFeb09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;SLC Feb 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Number 3&lt;/span&gt;: Family and Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously have the best family and family-in-laws anyone could ask for. We are friends as well as family. Especially my mom, I dare say she is my bff! (Who wouldn't want to live with Melanie Sovereen!)  My sister and I have become close as well, thanks to both our pregnancies. She is the coolest sister and friend! My aunt Wendy and my cousin Katie are the funniest girls you will meet. They make me laugh like know one else. (Katie, we need more pictures together) My father-in-law makes sure Josh is keeping me happy, which I love. My "Navy Wife" Friend, Jessica is the sweetest most selfless person I know. I love her and hope England appreciates her. I can't forget McCall, she just makes my day everyday! My Honey and Papa are the wises people, they help me keep my eye on the future. My Brooker who helps me be a better mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my family and friends, I wish I could name them all and what they mean to me. I hope you know who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MmY-EUdF6M-J5CMmCsjWYA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/RtTOgBOBwdI/AAAAAAAAAL8/21IT1FEiyGA/s144/P8250195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/TiffSWedding?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Tiff''s Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uker7hdeJPMP0CgEgfIPGQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SaVa5g_yVyI/AAAAAAAACFs/T3sAu2PSUl4/s144/P2170088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLCFeb09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;SLC Feb 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NjhtTuM1u10axbPC80xZ9g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SL1kBuiCiSI/AAAAAAAAA2o/-pQ5lgRINWA/s144/DSCN1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Cr9WxOEwHRAwuPCx7Esb_Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SaVattovvTI/AAAAAAAACE4/kB8yzkFgfYY/s144/P2160077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLCFeb09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;SLC Feb 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/woZ5-xfrCgTMNff5mM_O4w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuKLvT8WsI/AAAAAAAABw8/u5825oTSSIw/s144/DSC_0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FunWithJessAndChris?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Fun with Jess and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x1JCScFfTiOWj6nnv4z_mg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SaVbcYTj-XI/AAAAAAAACHw/i3CRtt3CoBw/s144/P2170119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLCFeb09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;SLC Feb 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Tlj6ljH8gIdPsuzP5uu_WQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SaVakAFY-0I/AAAAAAAACEI/Ahh38-lQI68/s144/P2150066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/SLCFeb09?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;SLC Feb 09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Number 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: The sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being outside in the sunshine makes me happy. Doesn't matter where or with who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eating is fun, but cooking is almost more fun. I can't wait till I have a big and SPACIOUS kitchen that I can actually create and have fun with. Some of my favorite memories are cooking and eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Number 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Playing Basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I am a little old to being playing anymore....but I love it. I love playing with friends and I especially love playing with Josh. Even though he doesn't go easy on me, we still manage to have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I would like to here what makes these ladies happy: Katie, Wendy, Melanie, Alicia, McCall, and Julie Price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6178708863067733196?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6178708863067733196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6178708863067733196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/02/taggedwhat-makes-me-happy.html' title='Tagged...What makes me Happy'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/Ro8hnhF33kI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ATPkQrhbpaQ/s72-c/Jan%20%2706%20053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1259014906236793051</id><published>2009-02-06T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:32:42.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Song....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am actually going on a date tonight. First time since Isabel was born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres a date song. "remember to breathe" another date song I thought of was "hands down" by Dashboard. Enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W7oF7zgEg3M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W7oF7zgEg3M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1259014906236793051?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1259014906236793051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1259014906236793051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-song.html' title='Weekend Song....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2479621379901105988</id><published>2009-02-06T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:52:17.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this little girl...</title><content type='html'>Isabel cracks me up on a daily basis. I know most my post are of her, but thats what I see and do all day everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to our church to play basketball. Josh had to work in the clerks office, so Isabel stay in the gym with me and the all the other girls that came to play. They helped me keep her off the court and this is how. My friend put her headphones on her, at first she was looking for the sound, but continued to sit there for 20 minutes just listening to classical music on the iPod. It was really hilarious. She watched us play and just sat there. What 11 month old would just sit there?&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SYxbDE-poLI/AAAAAAAAB7I/45c7OY2y9Qc/s320/IMG_0251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299710969942483122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2479621379901105988?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2479621379901105988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2479621379901105988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-this-little-girl.html' title='Love this little girl...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SYxbDE-poLI/AAAAAAAAB7I/45c7OY2y9Qc/s72-c/IMG_0251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5018435271627958767</id><published>2009-01-30T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:37:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PlayLists and a little more...</title><content type='html'>I usually find the playlist annoying. But after listening to other lists I checked it the site out. I found songs that I hadn't heard in years. Oldies but goodies you could say. Let me know what your favorites are, Old or new. &lt;br /&gt;Isabel loves listening to music. Today she fell asleep in my lap listening to all sort of music. Of course I was rocking her, so that helped. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of music, I have one regret, that is that I don't practice the guitar and sing anymore. I don't know why I stopped. I hate to use having a baby as an excuse or my low confidence. But I have been picking it up and playing. I enjoy it, so why don't I do it?&lt;br /&gt;11 DAYS TILL I GET TO COME HOME, for a visit that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5018435271627958767?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5018435271627958767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5018435271627958767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/playlists-and-little-more.html' title='PlayLists and a little more...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1581132995565811368</id><published>2009-01-30T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:38:13.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's a new favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBSk20ZRy2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBSk20ZRy2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1581132995565811368?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1581132995565811368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1581132995565811368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-for-weekend.html' title='Song for the weekend'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7792675141506315529</id><published>2009-01-24T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:36:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Tagged....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Where were you when you found out you were pregnant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My parents house in Draper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Who was with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was alone, but called my mom into the bathroom to look at something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. What was your first reaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Umm how is this possible, Josh is in Africa!! Oh Yeah, he came home for Jared and McCall's wedding." Thanks Jared and McCall. I was so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. What was your husbands reaction? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I sent him and picture of the pregnancy test in and email. It had a poem with it, but I can't find the poem dang it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Who was the first person you told? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I made my look at the test first; but I really knew what it said. She kept asking how to read it, then she figured it out. My step-dad was next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Was it planned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes and no. We had been trying for a couple years. We went on Fertility before Josh had to leave to Africa, but nothing happened. Then he came home for a "fling" and Wa La, I was with child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Was everyone happy for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hells Yeah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. What was the sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girl, obviously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. What was the nursery theme/colors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wasn't really planning on a theme because we were moving to an apartment, but Josh surprised us with cute ABC and animal theme, complete with Crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Did anyone through a shower for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, but no. My sister was a having a baby 5 months before me. So we had a joint shower with our family, which I loved because our girls have matching stuff. But I never got a "ward" shower or anything like that. This is a sensitive question for me so I will stop at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. Did you get any outfits you wouldn't use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can I just say Yes and stop at that as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. How much weight did you gain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gained a healthy 25 pounds. Then lost a healthy 35 pounds afterwards. Cross my fingers it happens again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. Did you get stretch marks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. Did you crave anything crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I am not a Root Beer fan, But I wanted Root Beer all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cereal was another big craving. Nothing weird though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. Who or what got on your  nerves the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not to offend the wonderful people who shop and Costco, but Costco shoppers! My step-dad would go shopping at Costco and bring home boxes and boxes of Stove Top, Bottle and Bottles of Syrup and various other things. I didn't understand why because it was only Mom, Rick, and I. Honestly, I am pretty sure the syrup and Stove top is still there. I was Okay with the Oreo Boxes though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Where were you when you went into labor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was in bed, SLEEPING, next to Josh. I was about 6 am when I started getting contractions  regularly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. Did you have any complications? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had to be put on Oxygen because of the stress on Isabel. She wanted out fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. Did your water Break? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The doctor had to break my water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. Who drove you to the hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. Did you go early or late? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A week early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. Who was in the room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh and two nurses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. Did you video tape it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Negative!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. Did you have any pain medication?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hells Yeah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. Did you have a C-section or natural?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think the correct term is Vaginal. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. What was your reaction to the birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I started pushing they pulled down a mirror above incase I wanted to watch. I told myself "No, I am not going to watch" But I couldn't help but watch. It was the craziest thing I had ever seen. It was wonderful and gross at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. How big was the baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Little Isabel was 6 lbs  6oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. What is the baby's full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel Joy Linares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. Did your husband cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. When is the next one coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it's good and ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. If you could, would you do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read question 29. Of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7792675141506315529?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7792675141506315529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7792675141506315529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-tagged.html' title='Baby Tagged....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2399335997533020424</id><published>2009-01-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:02:53.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isabel has been a bit under the weather the past week. We both had the flu last weekend, but for Isabel it continued. I feel so helpless. The funny thing is, she continues to have a smile on her face. Yesterday she was a little bit more lethargic than usual. She wanted to be in my arms all day. We finally decided to take her in because we suspected she was dehydrated. The doctor suspect a virus, her theory was that every other kid that they had seen that day had the same thing and need fluids as well. Isabel happened to be the second to youngest the nurse had gave an IV for. The best patient by far she said. Isabel was a fighter, very strong, and aggressive even. The "RED" side of her definitely came out. After the IV was set she was so sweet. Smiling at the nurses and us. She was a trooper. She is doing much better today. We just have to wait for the virus to pass, that's the hard part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kYLCV5bllGZqdrM0V-e8BA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SWYg06QvX_I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/dd2VXmJg6_s/s400/IMG_0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FjRuHz20zfsb0eKzx7t7SA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SWYg1Zm-ggI/AAAAAAAAB5c/51uiY2_4c_g/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hgUS6paDE_236uCx1t2_Uw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SWYg1gFkGGI/AAAAAAAAB5g/MNlg8XMxdGM/s400/IMG_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2399335997533020424?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2399335997533020424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2399335997533020424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-iv.html' title='First IV'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SWYg06QvX_I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/dd2VXmJg6_s/s72-c/IMG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6834673936649836944</id><published>2009-01-01T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:52:03.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats IS1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For those of you who don't know Josh made IS1 or Petty Officer in the Navy. Being enlisted for only 3 and a half years, that is a big accomplishment. Not many sailors can advance that quickly, except for his twin Chris Koenig; Congrates to him as well. I am so proud of my sailor. He is good at his job and wants to excel more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After his ceremony 3 of his superiors came to me and told me what a wonderful job Josh was doing. They said he was an important asset to the pentagon and their command. Then they congratulated me. I don't understand why they were congratulating me until they told me that the first thing he has to buy with his raise is jewelry for his wife! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We found out that in February he has to attend a training.... in Hawaii. I told him instead of jewelry, he can can fly me to Hawaii with him. I think it's a good trade. So, to my fellow Utah family and friends, I will be leaving Izzie with our parents. Hopefully I will get to be in Utah for a couple days as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8Na9GRCqmALO1l_u9LLrew?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0QhDDdsGI/AAAAAAAAB4c/icDx9mn6_hU/s144/DSCN1331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/U7X9dlgEzTeg6_mf01YbhA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0QhbNdHyI/AAAAAAAAB4g/9MOZzJ8xjGg/s144/DSCN1332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TVXMRwcjVueYKokAfbGZww?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0Qh024wqI/AAAAAAAAB4k/EJGCkB6QaCs/s144/DSCN1333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6834673936649836944?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6834673936649836944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6834673936649836944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/congrats-is1.html' title='Congrats IS1...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0QhDDdsGI/AAAAAAAAB4c/icDx9mn6_hU/s72-c/DSCN1331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1653770181358611105</id><published>2009-01-01T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:37:20.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have some time to spend blogging. So here come all the posts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christmas Eve we drove up the the DC Temple to see the lights. It was strange that it was not the SLC Temple lights, but just as beautiful. (Anything that has to do with the Temple is beautiful and peaceful) Izzie loved looking at the lights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The visitors center had the Reflections of Christ gallery, a room dedicated to nativity scenes from all over the world, a musical production by the sister missionaries, and a "Mr. &lt;/span&gt;Krugers&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Christmas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had never seen "Mr. Krugers Christmas" so we watched the 20 minute film. Those of you know know me, know I don't really cry, but for some reason this film touched me. The part where he talks to Baby Jesus was touching because I imagined myself in his shoes. What would I say to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The performance by the sisters was wonderful too. They played the harp, chello, piano, and sang beautiful Christmas songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so glad we decided to set the spirit right for Christmas by going to the Temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OoxwmuLTKnCfjc6bmvE2_w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXnQ9F2XI/AAAAAAAAB2I/b96mvbmb36o/s400/DSCN1352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FI74CLTRODchuAOssPJnmA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXnl3QMxI/AAAAAAAAB2M/cfT0umIbJaM/s400/DSCN1353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then came Christmas morning. It was really weird not being with our families. It was just the three of us. So quite and calm. Izzie slept in, which was nice. She liked being able to actually touch the presents instead of me always trying to get her to stop. And of course, paper and bows were the hit of the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xMx6GEAlbz605GeO7RKQ2w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXpnXgqqI/AAAAAAAAB2k/IZSzrHamRaM/s288/DSCN1359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1GC0IIEuz5MtcfH0V5qF4A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXqiLlcgI/AAAAAAAAB2w/3P9mq-3X2zU/s400/DSCN1362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/viphdK16PqIN64Gm6gHdwQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SV0JL0NZURI/AAAAAAAAB38/28pbMcl_YFs/s400/DSCN1363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks Aunt McCall and Jared for the Cool bib!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/8Vo8sbq8e24F4FhAMK0l1A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXrZC1vVI/AAAAAAAAB28/a1RzkQocg08/s288/DSCN1365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCTempleLights?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;D.C. Temple Lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1653770181358611105?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1653770181358611105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1653770181358611105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/dc-lights.html' title='DC Lights'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVxXnQ9F2XI/AAAAAAAAB2I/b96mvbmb36o/s72-c/DSCN1352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-4692590426502997069</id><published>2009-01-01T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:20:58.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been almost two years since we have been able to see The Koenigs'. Chris worked with Josh on the USS Tarawa, which has now been decommissioned. They stayed in San Diego while we moved to DC. It was a hard good-bye I will add. Fortunately, their home town is in North Caroline. For the holidays they drove up to  DC to visit us. (Not a short drive either) Plus, they just took orders to England and they leave the beginning of January. Josh and I feel so grateful that they took time out or their schedule to come see us. I am so grateful to have met such good friends through the military. The Koenigs are the most charitable, selfless, and greatest friends I have. I will miss them so much, but hope to be able to visit them in England. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-3SGTkMidtVtSuZLr5zdNw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuJ2j9vn5I/AAAAAAAABvM/akpzOXTQXBM/s400/DSC_0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FunWithJessAndChris?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Fun with Jess and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got Josh and Chris the same shirts for Christmas. I do believe they were twins separated at birth. Of course they both changed shirts as soon as we stepped outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fv2sZXEMfRdQH0Vj8Wgi0Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuKG_TzReI/AAAAAAAABwk/1FiW5XPmkIo/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FunWithJessAndChris?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Fun with Jess and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was actually a warmer night down at the Alexandria Pier. They put lights on all the boats for the holidays. It is really beautiful because the lights reflect off the Potomac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j3gC3PSEXFDcCKgmRaEz4w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuKCdVlIAI/AAAAAAAABwM/GBnRneIit0Y/s400/DSC_0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FunWithJessAndChris?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Fun with Jess and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VxC2RfaBkZuqrbvRoNRqdg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuJxF_88vI/AAAAAAAABus/h9RVvPL4dC4/s400/DSC_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FunWithJessAndChris?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Fun with Jess and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Of course Jessica couldn't come empty handed. Izzie got the cutest outfit. The big bow is from Aunt Hilary. She actually kept it on for awhile too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To The Koenigs', We hope you enjoy your time in England, you will be missed a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-4692590426502997069?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4692590426502997069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/4692590426502997069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunited.html' title='Reunited..'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SVuJ2j9vn5I/AAAAAAAABvM/akpzOXTQXBM/s72-c/DSC_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7364177145645700827</id><published>2008-12-22T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:31:28.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Christmas dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;object id="A418595" quality="high" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=Z0JISm62hKTzDJ5R&amp;amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;amp;partnerID=ElfYourself" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="319" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;Send your own &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/"&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards"&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyOTk1NjEzMDI3MiZwdD*xMjI5OTU2MTY*OTU*JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAyNjY4Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz1jNzg4YTQ3YTEwMmE*NDNlOGU*YjAxOTQxMmQzN2RkNw==.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring Josh, Nicholas, and Jared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7364177145645700827?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7364177145645700827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7364177145645700827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/12/special-christmas-dance.html' title='Special Christmas dance'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2953705630958982408</id><published>2008-12-15T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:10:09.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I will start off my letting you know our church starts at 8 am, Way to Early! Most the times we have to wake up Isabel.  At least she doesn't get mad about it and stays grumpy all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we get home about 11 am. That means we still have to whole day....at home. We definitely have to find entertainment and usually it is Isabel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The funniest part about our Sundays is how Josh manages to gradually take off pieces of Isabel's Sunday attire till she is down to a little white onsie. Then, watching what he puts back on her. She started off in a cute Red Christmas dress, white tight, and a red bow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cj5jWwokP-5JJVKvu1wzcw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd9WB3heI/AAAAAAAABr0/1d-rRcvM9mU/s144/PC140043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am sure he is not to thrilled about me posting his favorite pok-a-dot jammie pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/JsfMP-_P0YHZraRbL9x4DA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd-RmcSWI/AAAAAAAABsE/PokVplR0KBI/s400/PC140047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;From there, it leads to here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Q3m1itVmgEN54W06W456Wg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd_DsqhbI/AAAAAAAABsM/uhnbbbT1UZk/s400/PC140049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am not even sure where the robe came from.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/eV-4dUWVdh_tf_ZzrlQE4Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd_rJltiI/AAAAAAAABsQ/YMeMo0gGfb8/s400/PC140050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;From there, it usually goes to wrestling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/bgkorvEeWlj9YY99hGZrDA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd_3gT4qI/AAAAAAAABsU/5dbN72HxZTc/s400/PC140051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And by the end of the night, Isabel has her own agenda, while we watch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FxZCuajeIdpzx4oAcWgd8Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZeB28uZ9I/AAAAAAAABss/6cZHdZ78z-s/s400/PC140057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b1u67N7c7kkqFozj1wJqBQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZeCCrVbhI/AAAAAAAABsw/TIxsCdLrul8/s288/PC140058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Sundays"&gt;Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And that is our typical Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2953705630958982408?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2953705630958982408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2953705630958982408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/12/sundays.html' title='Sundays....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SUZd9WB3heI/AAAAAAAABr0/1d-rRcvM9mU/s72-c/PC140043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-9139587398896418721</id><published>2008-12-08T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:38:21.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thanks Abbey for the Tag, I little late I know. Why are these so hard for me?  Guess I don't know what I want, or I just have it already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8 Shows I Watch:&lt;div&gt;1. Baby Einstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Ellen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. One Tree Hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Whatever is on FN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Fringe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Cash Cab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. What I Like About You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Scrubs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Restaurants I Like to Eat At&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Golden Dragon Sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. TGIF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Subway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Rocklands BBQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Wendy's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Oh how I miss Cafe Rio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Guapos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Robeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Things I did Today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Put up Tree and decor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Wrapped some presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Took nap with Izzie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Ate with Izzie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Changed Izzie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Made some chicken and rice for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Went to Gap outlet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Watched a movie with Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Things I am Looking Forward to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Christmas Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Christmas Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. New Years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Izzie's first b-day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A trip Home to Draper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. 5 year anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. New job position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Things On my Wish List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Money but of Course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Spending 2 weeks in Lake Powell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Shopping Spree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Live in different country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Being completely out of Dept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Another baby...someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Scrubs Season  7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Go to Willimington, NC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 People I tag0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Wendy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Katie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 McCall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 Julie P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 Julie H&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Devanie&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/1014747422035908903-9139587398896418721?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/9139587398896418721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/9139587398896418721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-abbey-for-tag-i-little-late-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6365909109096499858</id><published>2008-12-08T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:45:09.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love when Dad Babysits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is what happens when dad babysits...&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/t2-z8WqchSScdG_TYY0zsg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/ST08qAnBXLI/AAAAAAAABpo/WLPyyTBXTBE/s144/IMG_0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/p3z90hIfUL0OcRIZWtRknA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/ST08r--Mn_I/AAAAAAAABp0/bpcK6Hd24aU/s144/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D8aYUMJG1UoVUNfLfkOmBw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/ST08vEEYysI/AAAAAAAABqE/XX8jxLFQ868/s144/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Oreos, Mmmm My favorite&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NQM10xO9dMGvwE4DXRT72g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/ST08uLbvWvI/AAAAAAAABqA/mXOOjbaKL6c/s144/IMG_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And what is going on with her hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6365909109096499858?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6365909109096499858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6365909109096499858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-when-dad-babysits.html' title='Love when Dad Babysits...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/ST08qAnBXLI/AAAAAAAABpo/WLPyyTBXTBE/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7087279879507074754</id><published>2008-12-01T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:16:25.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So the other night, Josh was working on his homework. He realized he forgot a book at work, which is at the pentagon. He needed the book in order to finish his assignment. It was about 11 o'clock at night and since my mom was in town I decided to ride with him while she stayed with the baby. I thought I would just sit in the car and wait for him to run in and run out, if not I would've had to go through security checks. Being the adventurous ones we are I decided to go in anyways through "his" doors instead of the main doors where you have to check in visitors. The security guard at "his" door checked me and decided to let me through. So there we are, almost midnight walking through the pentagon. I just felt kinda cool. The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7087279879507074754?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7087279879507074754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7087279879507074754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-feel-so-cool.html' title='I feel so cool'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6866533345645744375</id><published>2008-11-17T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:30:54.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh and I have been busy working and schooling. Well, Josh is working and schooling, I am just working. Our schedules are opposite of each other. He works days I work evening and Saturdays. It has pros and cons for sure. Izzie doesn't need a sitter or daycare, Josh gets to have one on one time with his little girl, but we don't get to hang out or really go places together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a Saturday off, finally so we decided to go bowling. But we didn't end up going till almost 9 pm. Izzie was with us too. She fell asleep to the "cosmic bowling" surroundings. I was so glad, because believe it or not, I really want to bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/v1aYvTRIC-0zGjKvbHNo4g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHNsrIjZSI/AAAAAAAABb8/uFXMvirzqa4/s144/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IMhJcY6w-xcF9ukA-rjVhg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHNtNKfbVI/AAAAAAAABcA/ZYvStCxYaLc/s144/IMG_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We also went shopping. This is how she likes to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KoVJ_mAv1g663FCRn9vwFg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHNrojqJII/AAAAAAAABb4/6yKk0RLyp4k/s144/IMG_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stopped for lunch. She was telling me exactly what she wanted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/9rQXPrfW4WUcPowDeS6t5Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHN9E011TI/AAAAAAAABdU/2VpCCtOIPyM/s144/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me tell you, this blog is more for the parents to see their grand baby. I am not much for words and giving detail. So here are some random picks of the ever growing grand baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/th8kN0y1VzyD8LXH5u9o2Q"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHN9h-hkDI/AAAAAAAABdc/kFkjijJkymY/s144/photo-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WOW WOW, Steady girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/e8934-RBTOyEPe8J826VKQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHN7h8hyoI/AAAAAAAABdM/b5WV0ew2els/s144/IMG_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/IPhone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where did she go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MC4p75NtScki54cAedBHUQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHT782gVMI/AAAAAAAABd4/qTeaFFDXo1o/s144/DSCN1256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Standing? What is she thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6866533345645744375?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6866533345645744375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6866533345645744375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SSHNsrIjZSI/AAAAAAAABb8/uFXMvirzqa4/s72-c/IMG_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3398887728514671551</id><published>2008-11-03T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:03:24.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the Camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQ9YtM1ETZI/AAAAAAAABaU/c5LvouVlbvk/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQ9YtM1ETZI/AAAAAAAABaU/c5LvouVlbvk/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264524022980562322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The little Varmit stuck her tongue at me when I said look at the camera. Guess she showed me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3398887728514671551?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3398887728514671551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3398887728514671551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/11/look-at-camera.html' title='Look at the Camera...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQ9YtM1ETZI/AAAAAAAABaU/c5LvouVlbvk/s72-c/IMG_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6733159436267804186</id><published>2008-11-02T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:34:58.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The First Halloween was sure a fun one. Besides Izzie and I being the only ones that dressed up. Josh was a party pooper! Izzie was a hit at the party in her black cat costume. I had to be the witch with a black cat. I drew whiskers on her face but, by the end of the night she had rubbed them off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FirstHalloween08#"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQseKge3tHE/AAAAAAAABZw/7D-d-UCFb2M/s160-c/FirstHalloween08.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FirstHalloween08#" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;First Halloween 08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can click on the link above to see all the pictures, but this one was the fav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/CPDqrEPpbCAckQQcwq81zw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQsePSabDSI/AAAAAAAABZM/8a_e1Ad6ApA/s400/DSCN1246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/FirstHalloween08"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6733159436267804186?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6733159436267804186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6733159436267804186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-halloween.html' title='First Halloween'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SQseKge3tHE/AAAAAAAABZw/7D-d-UCFb2M/s72-c/FirstHalloween08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2778806829116462305</id><published>2008-10-20T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:43:56.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sis..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought I would do my sister justice on her birthday. My mom posted a funky picture of her on her blog. I just couldn't bare her reaction, so I will post a most recent on I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yHHEw8Jl8-vNOU2qr_RnWg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SD4Y598uE7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/5YeK-Y6OWcE/s400/IMG_0181bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Actually this isn't recent at all, but still a cute picture of me and my big sis.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday and I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2778806829116462305?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2778806829116462305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2778806829116462305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-sis.html' title='Happy Birthday Sis..'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SD4Y598uE7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/5YeK-Y6OWcE/s72-c/IMG_0181bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5130543872092417667</id><published>2008-10-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:32:40.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another outing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am ashamed to say that we have been in DC for 6 months and are just barely making it to see the temple. It was the biggest temple I have seen. By big I mean I could actually see Capt. Moroni's face.&lt;br /&gt;The visitors center had an exhibit going on called Reflections of Christ. I am sure most of you have gotten the email of the pictures that depict different scenes in Christ's life. The photographer did a wonderful job. There is a &lt;a href="http://reflectionsofchrist.org/"&gt;Reflections of Christ&lt;/a&gt; website that shows the pictures as well. Check it out. The exhibit is only at the DC and Arizona visitors center.&lt;br /&gt;Here, again, Josh and I are practicing our photography skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zyW_jzRLc-lp2Bvyorj06g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9AaVnERI/AAAAAAAABUY/idsjaZBd5xw/s144/DSCN1225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KvBF-VEFHB_uHSWl_-dIbg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9BLEYNSI/AAAAAAAABUg/texLSc009CM/s144/DSCN1227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/pOPAgN98O1s2qHqINgYbng"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9Ani1OtI/AAAAAAAABUc/69LF9SOfMHQ/s144/DSCN1226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/1RFI-VE2lJ-fF8Dh3U069g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9BvkiUxI/AAAAAAAABUk/MqGSAx848xY/s144/DSCN1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3nxDCrFjMrlvnvHNtE_o9A"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9BgZCwpI/AAAAAAAABUo/Zp0iI--zxl0/s144/DSCN1229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XTOJGSsSqgzcnhseawnvTg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9B2VB8dI/AAAAAAAABUs/EucdqlanS2Q/s144/DSCN1230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vTd7uGvQSEVwNYv1YIR-dQ"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 164px; height: 125px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9CVpK4mI/AAAAAAAABUw/Wdw8_D6Tl1Q/s400/DSCN1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vxGrf0NhbdHZUj3lpxmq2g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9Cr8A65I/AAAAAAAABU0/OrS5KQ4IKGI/s400/DSCN1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love this picture of Izzie. She has her tongue out all the time these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5130543872092417667?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5130543872092417667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5130543872092417667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-outing.html' title='Another outing...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPy9AaVnERI/AAAAAAAABUY/idsjaZBd5xw/s72-c/DSCN1225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8794997633700124627</id><published>2008-10-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T19:30:33.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We woke up this morning and decided to take Izzie to the Punkin Patch. Which is lame because she is way to young to even get excited about picking out a pumpkin. But of course, being a new mother I had to do right! Josh and I definitely got into the fall spirit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7kI9VJyzmleURCT2YJ0S7Q"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 117px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZUgeeunI/AAAAAAAABTk/9Orm9hDBuO0/s144/DSCN1218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vU0XfTVA3AU69894z_7lLA"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 112px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZUw95nXI/AAAAAAAABTo/lPGLa6if0Xw/s144/DSCN1219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/kREs0hferEEirmxXR2qZCQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZVgQzdgI/AAAAAAAABTw/SvNLvuDpyhI/s144/DSCN1220.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/oGAJqnHD3VWydYxv4tqKdQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZVnuYhrI/AAAAAAAABT0/k5mMzAw3Dgw/s144/DSCN1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/3S50SgZeiGJbFLpAxOYG7w"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZVzhk2kI/AAAAAAAABT4/XgCUN6-nmJY/s144/DSCN1222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;You know I had to take a picture of this odd pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Uq1WgyegmPc_jUqQskw-6g"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZWU8P5AI/AAAAAAAABT8/MMVSyDdIGQI/s144/DSCN1223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/PunkinPatch"&gt;Punkin Patch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I was trying to be a Photographer, but I need practice and a better camera. Hint Hint Joshua!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8794997633700124627?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8794997633700124627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8794997633700124627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/punkin-patch.html' title='Punkin Patch'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SPqZUgeeunI/AAAAAAAABTk/9Orm9hDBuO0/s72-c/DSCN1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6370066152073962787</id><published>2008-10-10T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:14:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd this come from....</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just looked through your photo library and wondered where pictures came from and how they got into your library? Well this one gave me a laugh. &lt;br /&gt;My aunt Wendy doing blue steel (Zoolander) posing in Elton John glasses. She can always make me laugh. "Your pretty funny Wen, I like you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uLuyOyTtocLwv0nUTKEtVA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SL1j4GCu8GI/AAAAAAAAA1M/PVzww_ws1XY/s144/DSCN1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6370066152073962787?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6370066152073962787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6370066152073962787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/whered-this-come-from.html' title='Where&apos;d this come from....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SL1j4GCu8GI/AAAAAAAAA1M/PVzww_ws1XY/s72-c/DSCN1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6005745270781217380</id><published>2008-10-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:45:14.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://katieskrazyklan.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-things-about-me.html"&gt;7 Things about ME&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   7 things I plan to do before I die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. travel to England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. finish school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. own my own house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. have more babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to Katie's Huge Halloween Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. make a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make homemade Oreo's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Play the Piano and Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Play basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dance...Ellen style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Be a mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I cannot do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ride Drop Zone or Stratosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat peanuts (thanks to Josh's allergy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Roll my R's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make Decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things that attract me to Josh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. His wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How much he loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. His ability to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How he honors the Priesthood and understands the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How he speaks in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I say most often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Izzie-lou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. mumm mumm mumm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IS2 Linares Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love you more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Celebrity Admirations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Julia Roberts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. All 3 Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Paula Dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You all know I have ta...Britney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Paul Walker (his just HOT and likes boats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Favorite foods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chips, Salsa and a Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ice cream (GMR and the BR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thanksgiving dinner (including pie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sandwiches (any type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fresh Raspberries and Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Papa Deans Tri Tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 People I think should do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Julie H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Devanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. McCall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Julie P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the hardest ones to list for me were my celebrity admirations and things I cannot do. Not that I can do everything. Food was the easiest, but that's a given.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6005745270781217380?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6005745270781217380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6005745270781217380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-things-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3647840825967800835</id><published>2008-10-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:44:20.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be crafty too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59luCgwI/AAAAAAAABCY/xglEfvi-tKY/s1600-h/DSCN1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59luCgwI/AAAAAAAABCY/xglEfvi-tKY/s200/DSCN1185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597901913391874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59qTHCVI/AAAAAAAABCo/RbgBWMptuwo/s1600-h/DSCN1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59qTHCVI/AAAAAAAABCo/RbgBWMptuwo/s200/DSCN1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597903142619474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59vcxDCI/AAAAAAAABCg/Vua7X2-aJ0E/s1600-h/DSCN1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59vcxDCI/AAAAAAAABCg/Vua7X2-aJ0E/s200/DSCN1187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597904525298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT595hrj5I/AAAAAAAABCw/chV4shv624s/s1600-h/DSCN1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT595hrj5I/AAAAAAAABCw/chV4shv624s/s200/DSCN1188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597907230265234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attempted to be crafty. Tell me if I succeeded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3647840825967800835?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3647840825967800835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3647840825967800835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-be-crafty-too.html' title='I can be crafty too...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SOT59luCgwI/AAAAAAAABCY/xglEfvi-tKY/s72-c/DSCN1185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5139706857424616383</id><published>2008-09-24T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:34:07.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tag.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNqt5QewxfI/AAAAAAAABCM/ztNUbmxA_b4/s1600-h/DSCN0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNqt5QewxfI/AAAAAAAABCM/ztNUbmxA_b4/s320/DSCN0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249699514841875954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules: Go to your picture files. Pick the 4th file, and the fourth picture in it (NO CHEATING). Tell a little bit about the picture. Tag 4 friends. Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is embarrassing! This picture was Feb 17, 2008. My birthday and a month before I was to let go of my big belly....and other big parts. The picture is at my mom's house, celebrating with my most favorite cake; Lemon Glazed cake. Yum-O!&lt;br /&gt;This was actually one of my most favorite birthdays. I got to be with Josh, for once out of our 4 years of marriage. Yeah, you read it right, the first birthday. He had just gotten home from Africa a week before. He took me to Ruth Chris Steakhouse in SLC and we stayed at Little America. (Linares tradition). It was a night to remember, but not that way.....I am huge and not too attractive. We talked names all night long!!! Isabel was the winner.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Katie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5139706857424616383?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5139706857424616383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5139706857424616383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/09/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag.....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNqt5QewxfI/AAAAAAAABCM/ztNUbmxA_b4/s72-c/DSCN0710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8827920681400915964</id><published>2008-09-18T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:19:12.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNLDPSSIR6I/AAAAAAAABBc/OUkyp6JVcME/s1600-h/6mon1"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNLDPSSIR6I/AAAAAAAABBc/OUkyp6JVcME/s400/6mon1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247471183213381538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNLD24uK_TI/AAAAAAAABBk/cLRvkBuqP_w/s1600-h/6mon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNLD24uK_TI/AAAAAAAABBk/cLRvkBuqP_w/s400/6mon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247471863546445106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;This is what we did today. Isabel made it difficult though. Usually she is good in front of the camera, but not today. She had a little attitude about it. But we were able to get a couple good smiles out of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8827920681400915964?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8827920681400915964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8827920681400915964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/09/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SNLDPSSIR6I/AAAAAAAABBc/OUkyp6JVcME/s72-c/6mon1' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6747499820654239815</id><published>2008-09-09T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:31:48.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I can't believe it, our Isabel is 6 Months Old today. The time really does fly by . Here are a few things we have learned about our precious girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She loves Popsicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sjm4q-02pfyUpr0MWyqvzQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMa-6y3iWyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/mIgj0HinRew/s144/DSCN1022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She's not sure of rice cereal yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/dgra78BR_VgnNkaKdok5hQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMFEjf_NUCI/AAAAAAAAA9M/buMk7xGt5rQ/s144/P9010027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCWithGrandma"&gt;DC with Grandma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Falls asleep in random places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/lgotdCWQxivShZg189D6vA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMFEmGEXN3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/yxe_GfREWOY/s144/DSCN1138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/DCWithGrandma"&gt;DC with Grandma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/cOQnZulST55TmyYbuwhaYQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMa_8_sjydI/AAAAAAAAA_0/R7Kj-fyfP4g/s144/DSCN1152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/H6Yr5m6lCZfclg7W35Sccw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMa_9I8cYUI/AAAAAAAAA_4/DC0KlcnWL-Y/s144/DSCN1153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Loves her dada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/M5TQBJ_nxBfxc4u9J3dWiw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SJZ0Pib0oqI/AAAAAAAAAuU/iRUSmCjqmi0/s144/P8030006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/Random"&gt;Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And LOVES to smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/qRoH7EgkY01X6AweqZlXgw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMa-7F2qczI/AAAAAAAAA_I/NY2mOgnGH2c/s144/DSCN1143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/blinares217/NewAlbum92081200PM"&gt;New Album 9/2/08 12:00 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6747499820654239815?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6747499820654239815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6747499820654239815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/blinares217/SMa-6y3iWyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/mIgj0HinRew/s72-c/DSCN1022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7992346141826420836</id><published>2008-09-05T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T19:55:47.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic SNL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;I was just "youtubin'" last night and found a classic snl skit with Mike Myers. &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vWolcIPilhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vWolcIPilhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7992346141826420836?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7992346141826420836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7992346141826420836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/09/classic-snl.html' title='Classic SNL'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3309264161595939787</id><published>2008-09-03T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:33:47.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who came to town....</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fblinares217%2Falbumid%2F5241454541685470305%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a slide show of our week with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom finally came and visited us. It was an awesome week at that. Especially because my Aunt Wendy came with her. Any vacation with her is unforgettable too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day went to see the Pentagon where Josh worked. The 9/11 memorial at the Pentagon was not quit finished yet, but we did get to walk through the area of where the plane had hit. It was a humbling and peaceful experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the weekend and moms birthday we drove down to NC to see Lance and the girls. They were so happy to see "grams." Mom finally had "4 little girls" to hold. They swam everyday, played princess on the WII, and danced to music all weekend. For the "party" Brooke made a "Better than Tom Selek" cake for mom. She was in heaven. She had a piece every night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Cards every night after the girls went to bed. It was horrible because Josh and Lance ended up winning every night. Therefore, the men where the best. And it definitely went to their heads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way home back to DC we stopped in Monticello to see the house to Thomas Jefferson. The house and land was so beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have more to come from the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3309264161595939787?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3309264161595939787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3309264161595939787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-who-came-to-town.html' title='Guess who came to town....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5178928687324699175</id><published>2008-08-11T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:47:51.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My stuffed Bear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When I moved to San Diego I was given a very special gift from two special little people. At the time I was living with my Aunt and Uncle along with their two kids. Hayden and Kenna were 5 and 3 at the time. We started a little bond that couldn't be broken. Anyways they made a build-a-bear for me with a recording of there voices so I wouldn't forget them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SKCkfzRmdAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/OBUXhAkjk0I/s320/P8100018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233363633251447810" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;This bear is now part of Izzie's collection, so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The other night Josh was reading Izzie a story. I could here Josh's voice impersonations so I had to walk in to see what book. This is what I found! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SKCkgTFI28I/AAAAAAAAAvk/e5zJRzcyB90/s320/P8100017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233363641789111234" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Like mother like daughter I suppose.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SKCkgi8L5DI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Qav5jJ6JMnU/s320/P8100015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233363646046528562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5178928687324699175?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5178928687324699175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5178928687324699175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-stuffed-bear.html' title='My stuffed Bear...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SKCkfzRmdAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/OBUXhAkjk0I/s72-c/P8100018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5765947329285031235</id><published>2008-08-03T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:31.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the curl Down....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you have looked at recent pictures to our little girl, you can see she has a curl on top her little head. After a bath, I comb the sucker down, but after it dries....bing....it stick straight up again! So I found some berets that help, only until she rubs it. You see, her hair is to fine for the beret to even stay in, so we will see what happens. Either way, here's the fashion show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZOcTAAKgI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2Z8QA0nlrv4/s1600-h/P7300001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZOcTAAKgI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2Z8QA0nlrv4/s400/P7300001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230454265280997890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZOcrgn-_I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WlHqyaBqYgs/s1600-h/P7300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZOcrgn-_I/AAAAAAAAAs0/WlHqyaBqYgs/s400/P7300005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230454271860276210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Fun Picture&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZO1Jl3BrI/AAAAAAAAAtE/giF32CpO1x8/s1600-h/P8010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZO1Jl3BrI/AAAAAAAAAtE/giF32CpO1x8/s400/P8010003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230454692252157618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other other news, I finally broke down and got a job. But on one condition, it was a part-job and worked nights so we didn't have to pay for daycare. That would leave basically retail jobs right. I have worked plenty to retail so I knew it would be pretty easy. Now it was just picking a store that would be fun to work at. I went with none other than...REI. Yeah baby! It has already been fun to work there and am learning so much as well. Never hurts to like your job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5765947329285031235?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5765947329285031235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5765947329285031235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/08/putting-curl-down.html' title='Putting the curl Down....'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SJZOcTAAKgI/AAAAAAAAAsk/2Z8QA0nlrv4/s72-c/P7300001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5006777935452700357</id><published>2008-07-28T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:30:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Road Trip ever!</title><content type='html'>My brother-in-Law is now in Virginia Beach for more schooling. We thought since VA Beach was ONLY 3 hours away we would drive down to see him and give him a couple things so he could survive in the real world again. (Cellular phone, civilian clothes, and homemade brownies) And since it was a 3 hour drive we didn't really plan ahead. If we needed to we could always stay at the Navy lodge that is on base where Jared is staying. (By the way I had spent many of nights in this lodge when I use to visit Josh.)&lt;div&gt;Okay, we hit the road about 1:30 pm, just after we fed Izzie and she was ready for her nap. The freeway was pretty open for about the next 5 miles, then we came to a complete stop....for basically the rest of the trip. A 3 hour drive ended up taking almost SEVEN hours! We got to VA Beach about 7:30 pm. It was literally the worst moments of our lives. Traffic was horrible. But we did get lucky in the fact that Izzie was the calmest, most sweetest little girl we could've asked for. There was about 5 minutes of the whole drive where she let us have it, but other then that she played with her toys and smiled. I couldn't believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we got there so late we knew we needed to get a room. But of course, the lodge was all booked. (Just another reason why I dislike the Navy!) Our next option was to get a room on the strip, or the beach area. We tried 3 different hotels which all where booked. We ended up going to dinner and took Jared back to base. It was about 10 pm by know. We drove inland towards the airport thinking they should have something. Meanwhile, Izzie has now become very upset with us. Over seven hours in a car seat, I don't blame her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We again tried 4 other hotels until we realized they all had something in common. They were full of men and women soccer players. There was a soccer competition going on which booked up every hotel in town. I stopped in a parking lot and finally got Izzie to sleep, thank goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunatly, Josh had a friend that lived in downtown Norfolk. We called them about 11 pm and they welcomed us with no problem. I will add to that Izzie stayed asleep till 5:30 am the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a lot more detail to our story, but it's just to much, and I really don't want to re-live it. Needless to say we left the next night and got home in 3 hours exactly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Jared, but I don't know when we will come see you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5006777935452700357?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5006777935452700357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5006777935452700357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/worst-road-trip-ever.html' title='Worst Road Trip ever!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-3793403253564819670</id><published>2008-07-23T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:31.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Proud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Looks like someone is proud to be on her belly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SId_eWVq9BI/AAAAAAAAAsY/b_eXywArmY4/s1600-h/DSCN1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226286051956028434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SId_eWVq9BI/AAAAAAAAAsY/b_eXywArmY4/s400/DSCN1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-3793403253564819670?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3793403253564819670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/3793403253564819670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-proud.html' title='So Proud!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SId_eWVq9BI/AAAAAAAAAsY/b_eXywArmY4/s72-c/DSCN1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-5752246031514085717</id><published>2008-07-22T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:27:36.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Video!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw this first on the TV, but had to find for others to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqUITpEh9YU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqUITpEh9YU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-5752246031514085717?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5752246031514085717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/5752246031514085717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/favorite-video.html' title='Favorite Video!!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7269902152918439020</id><published>2008-07-22T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:33.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Josh's brother, Or Jarod as I call him, graduated from Navy boot camp this past weekend. It was the second time going to this blessed event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time was with Josh. Lets go back to that cold day in March, freezing cold in Chicago. We walked through the doors, it was very slippery so a guy was mopping up the water that was being tracked in. Nicholas, the younger Linares, grabs me and says, "thats Josh!" So I captured the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGUNQDMvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/hbybz0UYI6E/s1600-h/IMG_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225871361834169074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGUNQDMvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/hbybz0UYI6E/s320/IMG_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first moment we had seen each other in 8 weeks. He had lost over 20 pounds and had a shaved head. I hardly recognized him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGUbsfdYI/AAAAAAAAAsA/fTs7VT-fYgg/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225871365711558018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGUbsfdYI/AAAAAAAAAsA/fTs7VT-fYgg/s320/IMG_0191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGU3MAI_I/AAAAAAAAAsI/nBCrg_xY4ME/s1600-h/IMG_0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225871373091480562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGU3MAI_I/AAAAAAAAAsI/nBCrg_xY4ME/s320/IMG_0195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from Chicago '05, we move on to Chicago '08. A lot has changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYENm43_aI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wlGrjASmqRg/s1600-h/DSCN0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225869049433947554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYENm43_aI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wlGrjASmqRg/s320/DSCN0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The graduation was a little harder to sit through this time around. I actually had a baby to entertain for and hour and a half. I actually gave her to McCall to help the time pass for her. I knew that anxious feeling she was going though.&lt;br /&gt;Izzie of course had to be in almost every picture. Here she knew right when to stick her head in. &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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOHN222I/AAAAAAAAArg/HkWX_jNCjns/s1600-h/DSCN0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225869058111888226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOHN222I/AAAAAAAAArg/HkWX_jNCjns/s320/DSCN0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYLJIVJgwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/b3idECyU4-E/s1600-h/DSCN0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225876669092954882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYLJIVJgwI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/b3idECyU4-E/s320/DSCN0984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The happy couple, together at last. Congrates to Jared...and to McCall.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOLqVnwI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZEh33EWL_nQ/s1600-h/DSCN0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225869059305086722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOLqVnwI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZEh33EWL_nQ/s320/DSCN0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOSs50YI/AAAAAAAAArw/mtnSMBWGuts/s1600-h/DSCN0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this picture. Father and Sons in uniform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOSs50YI/AAAAAAAAArw/mtnSMBWGuts/s1600-h/DSCN0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225869061194895746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYEOSs50YI/AAAAAAAAArw/mtnSMBWGuts/s320/DSCN0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip was fun. I got to see my guy in uniform. He has come along way from his graduation. I loved watching all the New recurites having to salute him. What can I say, I am so proud of him and his accomplishments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7269902152918439020?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7269902152918439020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7269902152918439020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/chicago.html' title='Chicago'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SIYGUNQDMvI/AAAAAAAAAr4/hbybz0UYI6E/s72-c/IMG_0182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-340231100479952236</id><published>2008-07-04T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:34.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnoPunUhttp://bp0.blogger.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnoPunUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Uh1-udUm42U/s1600-h/NIACT+01.jpgI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Uh1-udUm42U/s1600-h/NIACT+01.jpg'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy 4th of July!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7jRmMHFEI/AAAAAAAAAqk/GEnY_auCV2U/s320/Home1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219358909617607746" /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q65KZIqay4E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q65KZIqay4E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you were to ask me what my favorite holiday is, I would say the 4th July. Not your typical answer right, usually you expect Christmas or Thanksgiving. Not me, although I love those holidays too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason the 4th July is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;my favorite is the because of the celebration of our nation. It is wrapped in parades, music, fireworks, food, festivals, food, history, and did I mention fireworks. Okay so I might be a bit of a pyro and food junky, but I just get excited when the bands play "America the Beautiful" or "God Bless the USA" with Fireworks bursting in the background. I guess you could say a sense of pride overwhelms me. I think I am more proud because I have 3 great men that chose to protect our freedoms. These men do believe that this country was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt; created under God and still could be ran by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh joined the Military after we got married, which has separated for more months than we have actually been married. We celebrated our only 4th of July in San Diego in 2006 which was the most memorable to me. Now that we are back together, in the same state, of course he had to work on my very favorite holiday doing, I am sure, very important work. (He would never say that though.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to Josh, Mike, and Jared for doing their part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7jR0FzUqI/AAAAAAAAAqs/zf2Xq5PJqMk/s320/Home2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219358913349243554" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hm5r9iiI/AAAAAAAAAqE/JxeJwbcVAfQ/s320/snoopy+team.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219357076605471266" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnbqi5vI/AAAAAAAAAqU/1_m9eMFkBa4/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219357085726336754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnDegqlI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Ke5MNslkanQ/s320/Jan+%2706+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219357079233407570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7hnoPunUI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Uh1-udUm42U/s320/NIACT+01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219357089103519042" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-340231100479952236?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/340231100479952236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/340231100479952236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SG7jRmMHFEI/AAAAAAAAAqk/GEnY_auCV2U/s72-c/Home1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2526457938126126199</id><published>2008-07-01T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:35.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants to go on a Road Trip?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlqj5M-2I/AAAAAAAAAps/AlrqOTzdVfs/s1600-h/DSCN0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218235637614574434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlqj5M-2I/AAAAAAAAAps/AlrqOTzdVfs/s200/DSCN0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got in the car and headed down to North Caroline to see the Black Family. Izzie was way to excited...to get out of the car. Most babies love driving in the car, except this baby. We stopped at a rest stop to stretch our legs, well to stop the crying baby. I took her into the ladies room to change her but it was not pleaseant, so we changed her on a vacant picnic table. She really didn't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlSKoTrOI/AAAAAAAAApc/evjrNVB_2Tw/s1600-h/DSCN0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218235218515963106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlSKoTrOI/AAAAAAAAApc/evjrNVB_2Tw/s200/DSCN0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second attempt at the pool was much better. She loved watching the Bean kids go down the slid. Bean 2 made a record of going down the slid almost 30 times. By the twentith time I think she got tired of climbing the stairs that she made Josh pack her up for another 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlqbgGwsI/AAAAAAAAApk/ugMd1wpz2sc/s1600-h/DSCN0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218235635361825474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlqbgGwsI/AAAAAAAAApk/ugMd1wpz2sc/s200/DSCN0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkI7US-6I/AAAAAAAAAok/qg2Fdpw_QH4/s1600-h/DSCN0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218233960275049378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkI7US-6I/AAAAAAAAAok/qg2Fdpw_QH4/s200/DSCN0943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bean 1 took us to the zoo. She loves the zoo and all the animals. The best part was getting out the door. Mrs. Black was a pro! She packed food, water, sunscreen, ice packs..she was so prepared. I was impressed. But I guess with 3 beans you learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlR6cmhxI/AAAAAAAAApU/IW5U1uk917s/s1600-h/DSCN0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218235214171899666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlR6cmhxI/AAAAAAAAApU/IW5U1uk917s/s200/DSCN0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkIk2kjSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/CcSyNpicEJ0/s1600-h/DSCN0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218233954244791586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkIk2kjSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/CcSyNpicEJ0/s200/DSCN0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was by far the best picture. All three beans in the stroller as Mr. and Mrs. Black push them all up the hill to see the Lions! Crazy cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkIstpFCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KmaNU9zjEuE/s1600-h/DSCN0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218233956354823202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrkIstpFCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KmaNU9zjEuE/s200/DSCN0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie did pretty well in her stroller but we thought we would try this entrapment. She liked so much she feel asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrk4z8SjsI/AAAAAAAAApE/rJdXjl3iFt8/s1600-h/DSCN0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218234782929030850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrk4z8SjsI/AAAAAAAAApE/rJdXjl3iFt8/s200/DSCN0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she awoke I think she was sick of us taking so many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;"Please no more!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved hanging with my niece, brother and sister-in-law. I am so glad we are close to family.&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/1014747422035908903-2526457938126126199?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2526457938126126199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2526457938126126199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/07/who-wants-to-go-on-road-trip.html' title='Who wants to go on a Road Trip?'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGrlqj5M-2I/AAAAAAAAAps/AlrqOTzdVfs/s72-c/DSCN0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1536610345954799905</id><published>2008-06-24T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:37.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many advantages to living in our Nations Capital. The scenery is amazing. We visited MT Vernon, Washingtons Home. The house was amazing for the time it was built. There was so much detail to every room. The back porch was my favorite part. There where chairs lined up to sit while over looking the Potomac River. It was nice and breezey on the porch but step out onto the lawn and you melted. 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbwpY3UqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/fzzldUPu668/s320/DSCN0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbw3I-6MI/AAAAAAAAAnk/B1x0xIrCJO8/s1600-h/DSCN0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215480369721043138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbw3I-6MI/AAAAAAAAAnk/B1x0xIrCJO8/s320/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just couldn't quit handle the day though. I love when we wear her out because she sleeps "like a baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEdhysXcTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/f82SrfxcWgM/s1600-h/DSCN0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215482309852492082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEdhysXcTI/AAAAAAAAAn0/f82SrfxcWgM/s320/DSCN0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEdhhf194I/AAAAAAAAAns/4ul4TZhLTv4/s1600-h/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEdhhf194I/AAAAAAAAAns/4ul4TZhLTv4/s1600-h/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We ventured out to take Izzie to the pool. It was not as enjoyable as we thought it would be. At first she like it...then you can see the she and Josh were both ready to get out. I think she was tired and hungry. No worries though, we will try try again. Maybe when she grows into that hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEaXeIfpgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Kk9z7c5DVYo/s1600-h/DSCN0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478833999750658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEaXeIfpgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/Kk9z7c5DVYo/s320/DSCN0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEaXQ0fx6I/AAAAAAAAAms/WcQvxxui1EY/s1600-h/DSCN0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215478830426212258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEaXQ0fx6I/AAAAAAAAAms/WcQvxxui1EY/s320/DSCN0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbSBqu8HI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1PANgRCsgUs/s1600-h/DSCN0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215479839971012722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbSBqu8HI/AAAAAAAAAm8/1PANgRCsgUs/s320/DSCN0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We decided to change up the Hair. I have always been a darker brown, but the last couple months of my pregnancy I went really dark. It was fun to go darker actually. Josh actually encouraged me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder though if Izzie still knows who I am. I think she looks a little confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEZBNaPXHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cU8hcaVYWY8/s1600-h/DSCN0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215477352042028146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEZBNaPXHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cU8hcaVYWY8/s320/DSCN0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEY4pNW_hI/AAAAAAAAAmM/kVy3IvVbXzg/s1600-h/DSCN0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEY4zs9t-I/AAAAAAAAAmU/bSIyYY4JpHI/s1600-h/DSCN0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215477207702288354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEY4zs9t-I/AAAAAAAAAmU/bSIyYY4JpHI/s400/DSCN0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-1536610345954799905?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1536610345954799905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1536610345954799905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/06/new.html' title='New...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SGEbwVmiewI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ZvnMrwA1LG4/s72-c/DSCN0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2518608262633318353</id><published>2008-06-12T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:37.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Baseball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SFE0LDpEMtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PBi_I8_EiZU/s1600-h/ATT00001-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SFE0LDpEMtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PBi_I8_EiZU/s400/ATT00001-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211003608405127890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Even though we were dying of heat at the Nationals Baseball game, we had so much fun. It was more fun to watch Izzie's reactions to everything going on. She loved the lights and noises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We decided to go to the game an hour before it started. Which was hard for me because I am such a planner. I was a little stressed not knowing how Izzie would do, or where to park, traffic, and other things. But the best part about this spur of the moment adventure was that it didn't cost us a penny. We went to the ATM to get cash for the $25 parking lots, but we found an empty space on the street! Then while standing in line to get tickets so guy came up to us and handed us two tickets. He said the two people he invited didn't come so "here ya go, you can buy me a beer!" So that was fun and all, but the best part was that the seats where in the suites. Yes air conditioning, cushioned seats, and great food. So it worked out perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-2518608262633318353?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2518608262633318353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2518608262633318353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-baseball-game.html' title='First Baseball Game'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SFE0LDpEMtI/AAAAAAAAAmE/PBi_I8_EiZU/s72-c/ATT00001-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-7145682888346871273</id><published>2008-06-04T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:38:34.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten cartoons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I totally found this  on YouTube. I remember watching these cartoons back in the day.  They just don't make them like they use too.  If you have time, go back in time and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A3F3E09Jybo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A3F3E09Jybo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jKzr143K8U&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6jKzr143K8U&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-7145682888346871273?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7145682888346871273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/7145682888346871273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgotten-cartoons.html' title='Forgotten cartoons...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-9169524107186780189</id><published>2008-05-29T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping...Don't bother Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD8DNN8uFwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/o8KX01CFGKY/s1600-h/ATT00002"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD8DNN8uFwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/o8KX01CFGKY/s400/ATT00002" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205883219881105154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD8DF98uFvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/a-BcxUinldk/s1600-h/ATT00001"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD8DF98uFvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/a-BcxUinldk/s400/ATT00001" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205883095327053554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is, but every time Izzie is napping or trying to fall asleep she has to have her hands over her eyes and nose. If we move them she wakes up and gets mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-9169524107186780189?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/9169524107186780189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/9169524107186780189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleepingdont-bother-me.html' title='Sleeping...Don&apos;t bother Me!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD8DNN8uFwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/o8KX01CFGKY/s72-c/ATT00002' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8338576923879043452</id><published>2008-05-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:41.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4L498uEzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/SC05uVCA5wI/s1600-h/DSCN0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205611292616692530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4L498uEzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/SC05uVCA5wI/s320/DSCN0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4Lvt8uEyI/AAAAAAAAAds/2sKjbf5--xA/s1600-h/DSCN0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205611133702902562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4Lvt8uEyI/AAAAAAAAAds/2sKjbf5--xA/s320/DSCN0894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4LmN8uExI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Mfc_nXAilA4/s1600-h/DSCN0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205610970494145298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4LmN8uExI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Mfc_nXAilA4/s320/DSCN0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washington DC sure has a great night life. The weather is perfect...right now. I am sure the humidity with kick in and we will not be able to enjoy the summer nights as much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzie loves being outside and looking at all the trees. We are surrounded by tall, green, and fragrent trees. When you look out any window in our apartment, all you see is trees. The sun can't even light up the place at high noon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josh finally had a day off! Well he has had days off but, they are mixed with working nights. So he has been sleeping during the day. We took advantage and rode the train downtown. Where we get on is the greatest place ever....A four story mall. Yes, the station is under the Pentagon city mall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked down Pennsylvania and Constitution Ave. It's is so amazing that our apartment is only 5 minutes away. There is so much history here that it will take the 3 years we are here to see everything. I am so excited. I am more excited to have family and friends come visit so we can take them there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is one exciting story I can share with you. It scary at the moment, but after the fact, we both laughed really hard. After getting off the train to go back to our car we took the elevator up. Now the elevator didn't seem like it gets used a lot, so we were taking a chance in the first place. We got in with the stroller, mind you Izzie fast asleep. As we started our way up ONE floor the elevator starts making noises as if it were jammed. We both looked at each other thinking it was just a glitch. But the noise got louder and the elevator started to shake. I started pushing buttons and freaking out. Josh held onto the stroller. Even though we had awkward smiles on our faces, it was scary. Probably 30 seconds went by but it felt like 5 minutes. The doors opened to the top floor. Fewww! We were alive and safe. We walked out laughing and feeling so dumb the we got scared in the first place. I am sure Josh our say he wasn't scared at all. &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/1014747422035908903-8338576923879043452?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8338576923879043452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8338576923879043452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-times.html' title='Fun times'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SD4L498uEzI/AAAAAAAAAd0/SC05uVCA5wI/s72-c/DSCN0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6521905562674664015</id><published>2008-05-13T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:43.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoeGPhFt7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/QG8Kj2qBi8w/s1600-h/P5110493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoeGPhFt7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/QG8Kj2qBi8w/s320/P5110493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200001812346025906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCodX_hFt6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/WBmnTyEpv-M/s1600-h/P5110494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCodX_hFt6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/WBmnTyEpv-M/s320/P5110494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200001017777076130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Together at last....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoeR_hFt8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/LOLV-1u_ceo/s1600-h/P5110495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoeR_hFt8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/LOLV-1u_ceo/s200/P5110495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200002014209488834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But will they make the next 3 years.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoc4fhFt3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/esRHTX2mkEQ/s1600-h/P5110489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoc4fhFt3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/esRHTX2mkEQ/s200/P5110489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200000476611196786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Watchin' the Jazz game, good thing we won this game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoej_hFt9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Z7JxcG36b1w/s1600-h/P5110492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoej_hFt9I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Z7JxcG36b1w/s200/P5110492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200002323447134162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy First Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to start biking again.&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/1014747422035908903-6521905562674664015?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6521905562674664015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6521905562674664015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/05/together-at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCoeGPhFt7I/AAAAAAAAAVc/QG8Kj2qBi8w/s72-c/P5110493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-1842230392972555252</id><published>2008-05-13T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:44.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been over a year and a half since Josh and I were able to live with each other. He was in Africa while I stayed in Utah. The last time we lived together was in San Diego, which was the greatest place to live I might add. Our townhouse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was 5 minutes from the beach. My favorite time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was the 4&lt;/span&gt;th&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of July. We went to Point &lt;/span&gt;Loma&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and watched 3 sets of Fireworks simultaneously over the water. It was like Josh and I were on a 1 year vacation. It ended in October 2006 when Josh left to Africa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He did come home in June for Jared and &lt;/span&gt;McCall's&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wedding, which is why &lt;/span&gt;Izzie&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is now here! I guess thanks to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is finally time to move on to Washington DC. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e should be here for the next 3 years while Josh is working at the Pentagon. Josh &lt;/span&gt;definitely&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; had it harder then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did. I at least had our family and friends. I am glad we can finally be together and start our little family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; had her first airplane ride at 2 months old. She did so good. She actually let out a giggle on the landing. I think her ears popped or something. I am so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lad my s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ister-in-law came with me. She was a pro at getting her on and off the plane. I couldn't have done it without her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was so h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;appy to see her daddy. I really think she understood who he was. She continues to smile &lt;/span&gt;every time&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Josh comes home from work! We love when she gets excited like that because she starts breathing heavy, kicking her legs, and swinging her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; arms. Then she loses control and doesn't know what to do next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh had gone out previous and found us an apartment in Alexandria. He did a great job. We are tucked in by tons of green trees. I love it. I was als&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o nervous because he had bought a crib and bedding for Izzie's room. On the phone he said it was an Alphabet pattern with bright colors; I was a little nervous. But when I walked in to her room it was perfect. He even hung window treatments and accessories. Now come on, is that not work of an excited dad. I couldn't say anything, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ut that I was wrong. She slept through the night her first and second nights. Hopefully she continues that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh had put most everything away before we got there. Surprisingly he did an awesome job. All I need to do is make it not look like such a &lt;/span&gt;bachelor&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pad! So stay tuned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCngZvhFtwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M9WghQi0kDQ/s1600-h/DSCN0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCngZvhFtwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M9WghQi0kDQ/s200/DSCN0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199933977632552706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saying bye to dad....again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCng6vhFtyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LjNLKeuIT_k/s1600-h/DSCN0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCng6vhFtyI/AAAAAAAAAUU/LjNLKeuIT_k/s200/DSCN0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199934544568235810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saying bye to Papa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCnhTPhFtzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/buuWOphTtkc/s1600-h/DSCN0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCnhTPhFtzI/AAAAAAAAAUc/buuWOphTtkc/s200/DSCN0882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199934965475030834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCocBfhFt2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8hjgEnfKv_Y/s1600-h/P5110491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCocBfhFt2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8hjgEnfKv_Y/s200/P5110491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199999531718391650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfy new bed!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCobnfhFt1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/QsIhg2yWVpw/s1600-h/P5110490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCobnfhFt1I/AAAAAAAAAUs/QsIhg2yWVpw/s200/P5110490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199999085041792850" border="0" /&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nice window treatments.....                                                               and lamp!                                                          &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/1014747422035908903-1842230392972555252?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1842230392972555252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/1842230392972555252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SCngZvhFtwI/AAAAAAAAAUE/M9WghQi0kDQ/s72-c/DSCN0723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-6109797011945643183</id><published>2008-04-23T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:44.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"What should I do with my hands"</title><content type='html'>Izzy started sucking on her hands a couple days ago. I guess she figured out what it was she was sucking on. She ended up staring at them for quite some time, now she is facinated with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SA_6dHRFz3I/AAAAAAAAATk/k3sAZaTH9_Q/s1600-h/Izzy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192644273455353714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="211" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SA_6dHRFz3I/AAAAAAAAATk/k3sAZaTH9_Q/s320/Izzy2.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SA_6dHRFz3I/AAAAAAAAATk/k3sAZaTH9_Q/s1600-h/Izzy2.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;Hands...thats entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cute one too. I wonder what she is thinking?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192645501816000402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SA_7knRFz5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/2skt4O80daU/s320/Izzy1.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-6109797011945643183?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6109797011945643183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/6109797011945643183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-should-i-do-with-my-hands.html' title='&quot;What should I do with my hands&quot;'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SA_6dHRFz3I/AAAAAAAAATk/k3sAZaTH9_Q/s72-c/Izzy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-8861531839784698632</id><published>2008-04-16T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:05:24.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved this movie! The beginning song was so hilarious to me. Josh and I have started coming up with our own saying like Juno uses..."you are the cheese to my macaroni"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the music to my ipod&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the salt to my sunflower seed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the color to my tv&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the ram to my computer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are the numbers to my cell phone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me know what you come up with!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-8861531839784698632?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8861531839784698632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/8861531839784698632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-favorite.html' title='My New Favorite'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-468807350749637624</id><published>2008-04-16T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:41:31.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT FOR LONG...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As most of you know, Josh is serving in our US Military. He recently returned from Africa where he was stationed for over a year. (yes he did come home during that year....Thus we have Izzy!) His new orders are Washington DC. The best part of this is, well I get to join him. We will be there for about 3 years. We joke around about how we are going to survive the full 3 years. Out our 4 year marriage we have only lived together for 15 months of that time. He has been home from Africa 5 weeks and I am already to move on and say good-bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Josh had a harder time leaving this time around. He not only said good-bye to me, but to his little Punk-Rock Princess, Izzy. He has become so attached to her. It was hard for him to give her back to me and leave. Josh has been the best dad to her. I can tell she knows he is gone and misses him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I said the best part of the new orders was that I get to join him, the other great part is that Lance, Brooke and the girls are only 5 hours away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The worst part is that it is on the other side of the country, away from family and friends. It's not like when we were in San Diego and it was day drive back home. It was a fun drive too because we always stopped in Vegas to play around! DC is over a 3 day drive; which I plan on never doing again. (Josh and I drove it once and lets just say...well that is a whole other blog story.) Anyways, my family has become the most important thing I have in my life, besides Josh and Izzy of course. They have stood by me and supported me while Josh has been away. And yes, JACO I consider you my family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, it's not long before Josh and I can start living like any normal married family....we'll see!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1014747422035908903-468807350749637624?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/468807350749637624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/468807350749637624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-for-long.html' title='NOT FOR LONG...'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1014747422035908903.post-2266875407514273464</id><published>2008-04-07T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:43:45.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on from myspace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, with the upcoming move from SLC to the nation's capital we needed to find a better way to stay connected. There's always myspace, but lets be real, myspace is so last year! Blogging seems to be the best means for mass communication. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to JKO for her help us come up with our blog name. Here's the story, back when Josh was at school in Virginia Beach he became good friends with Chris Koenig. Following school, Josh and Chris received orders to the USS Tarawa in San Diego. We quickly became friends with the Koenigs as we each started a new life in San Diego. Chris' wife, Jessica (aka JKO) could not remember our last name, so her solution was to just call us the Josh's and it has stuck since that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a new blog in our life comes a new member of team Linares, Isabel Joy Linares (we are calling her Izzy Lou because she looked like a who from whoville when she was born). She was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;born March 9, 2008. Izzy Lou weighed 6lbs 6oz and was 18 1/2 in long. The most surprising part was when the doctor said look at all of that hair, we looked at each other in shock. Izzy had a full head of hair with a natural faux hawk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/R_rcV26a74I/AAAAAAAAASo/o00gWN7eHUo/s1600-h/Isabel_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186700188946460546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/R_rcV26a74I/AAAAAAAAASo/o00gWN7eHUo/s320/Isabel_2.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well how's that for our first blog? Never thought the day would come!&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/1014747422035908903-2266875407514273464?l=teamlinares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2266875407514273464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1014747422035908903/posts/default/2266875407514273464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teamlinares.blogspot.com/2008/04/moving-on-from-myspace.html' title='Moving on from myspace!'/><author><name>The Josh's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08810163337135425112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/SjqgA-5M3uI/AAAAAAAACus/PXCRBe_gaaE/S220/DSC_0514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4MmR9S3AFcM/R_rcV26a74I/AAAAAAAAASo/o00gWN7eHUo/s72-c/Isabel_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
