<?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-4951017556626413219</id><updated>2011-12-05T18:32:10.820-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Married'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Tyler'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Online'/><category term='treats'/><category term='Wants'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Planning'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Cards'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Websites'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='Engaged'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='Gallivan'/><category term='Missions'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='soup'/><category term='Saving'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='dinner time'/><category term='Radio'/><category term='thank you&apos;s'/><category term='Audrey'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='school'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='mexican food'/><category term='Apartment'/><category term='Vacations'/><category term='Household'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='Updating'/><category term='Coupons'/><category term='food'/><category term='Chile'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Weekends'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Free'/><category term='Babysitting'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Ashley Jane</title><subtitle type='html'>Student &amp;amp; wife.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7492660745595258338</id><published>2011-11-06T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T08:38:00.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little tune for a Sunday drive perhaps.</title><content type='html'>I just got this song on Amazon. I was going to buy it because I liked it a lot when I heard it, but it turned out to be free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/dmusic/order/one-click-interstitial.html?ie=UTF8&amp;ASIN=B004J55CV4&amp;isTrack=1&amp;qid=1320597426&amp;tryInPlace=0&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7492660745595258338?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7492660745595258338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-tune-for-sunday-drive-perhaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7492660745595258338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7492660745595258338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-tune-for-sunday-drive-perhaps.html' title='A little tune for a Sunday drive perhaps.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4510100358638818444</id><published>2011-10-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:04:40.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin AND coconut. It's real life. I swear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kucvWm2vAlc/Tpt-zxfBCAI/AAAAAAAABcE/N_DxGssPkwY/s1600/DSC_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kucvWm2vAlc/Tpt-zxfBCAI/AAAAAAAABcE/N_DxGssPkwY/s320/DSC_0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664260384270387202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make this soup so badly. &lt;a href="http://www.justcookalready.com/2011/10/pumpkin-coconut-soup.html"&gt;Pumpkin AND coconut&lt;/a&gt;? Get real. But there is a slight issue. I am not feeling well and haven't been for a week now. And I am so full that I feel like I may explode. Okay, I know it's not possible. But, I sure feel like it is right about now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post all about my trip to the South here in a little bit, but right now I can't move off the couch. Tyler won't let me. Now that's a lie. He won't get my camera and chord for me. That's the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4510100358638818444?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4510100358638818444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-and-coconut-its-real-life-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4510100358638818444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4510100358638818444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-and-coconut-its-real-life-i.html' title='Pumpkin AND coconut. It&apos;s real life. I swear.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kucvWm2vAlc/Tpt-zxfBCAI/AAAAAAAABcE/N_DxGssPkwY/s72-c/DSC_0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5327428640932721489</id><published>2011-09-23T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T09:05:24.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beats.</title><content type='html'>Here's this video that I found &lt;a href="http://rickmereki.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K0_MeHq8o-o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so great that it made me want to hop in the car and go to Vegas and watch Beatles Love. &lt;br /&gt;One day I will get to the point in my life where I can do things on a whim. Let's hope that day didn't already pass. Like when I did &lt;a href="http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2009/06/dia-uno-en-chile.html"&gt;things&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2009/06/valparaiso-day-2.html"&gt;like this&lt;/a&gt; with 2 weeks notice. I had about 200 dollars and decided to go to south america. It was the best decision I made up until that point, but one day I will be able to get back to that point and go away for a summer with 2 weeks notice. But, this time, I'm taking Tyler with me. &lt;br /&gt;Ps. While I was in Chile we always saw signs for The Beats. They were a knock off band of The Beatles, but they don't have a word for Beatles in spanish, so they were "The Beats". I always loved seeing those signs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5327428640932721489?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5327428640932721489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/beats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5327428640932721489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5327428640932721489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/beats.html' title='The Beats.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K0_MeHq8o-o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-558019876704887900</id><published>2011-09-22T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:39:44.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tv and a porta-potty.</title><content type='html'>Modern Family is back on, ladies and gentlemen! I could not be happier. As I would say, I am happy as a clam!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank heavens this show is on TV for my viewing entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxe4-fTWGe4/TntjVVposaI/AAAAAAAABb0/K5Z0UTxyuNs/s1600/Modern%2BFamily.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxe4-fTWGe4/TntjVVposaI/AAAAAAAABb0/K5Z0UTxyuNs/s320/Modern%2BFamily.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655222975333970338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I saw this while I was walking to my car today. This is why I don't go into a porta-potty. If this doesn't scare you away from going into one, I don't know what will. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msyqJ7kj-eU/TntkVpvK__I/AAAAAAAABb8/QJ9WpGbY1sI/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msyqJ7kj-eU/TntkVpvK__I/AAAAAAAABb8/QJ9WpGbY1sI/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655224080237527026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather not go to the bathroom, thanks though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-558019876704887900?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/558019876704887900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/tv-and-porta-potty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/558019876704887900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/558019876704887900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/tv-and-porta-potty.html' title='Tv and a porta-potty.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxe4-fTWGe4/TntjVVposaI/AAAAAAAABb0/K5Z0UTxyuNs/s72-c/Modern%2BFamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1673469985678567392</id><published>2011-09-07T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T11:44:45.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>When things are worth it, I will blog.</title><content type='html'>Just so you know, Zara is online now in the US. This is blogworthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFo2gWvjU_A/Tme7eI-JTHI/AAAAAAAABbs/mu_vQt8EJgM/s1600/7641243430_1_1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFo2gWvjU_A/Tme7eI-JTHI/AAAAAAAABbs/mu_vQt8EJgM/s320/7641243430_1_1_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649690384038186098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63BZprfzBSc/Tme7d1PoJjI/AAAAAAAABbk/HLiMStqk4O8/s1600/4090004105_1_1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63BZprfzBSc/Tme7d1PoJjI/AAAAAAAABbk/HLiMStqk4O8/s320/4090004105_1_1_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649690378742801970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhnEvIgcAbc/Tme7d7ztQLI/AAAAAAAABbc/ldg4Cs-X50c/s1600/1628231704_1_1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhnEvIgcAbc/Tme7d7ztQLI/AAAAAAAABbc/ldg4Cs-X50c/s320/1628231704_1_1_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649690380504744114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zara.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/category/us/en/zara-us-W2011/128502/Woman"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1673469985678567392?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1673469985678567392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-things-are-worth-it-i-will-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1673469985678567392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1673469985678567392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/when-things-are-worth-it-i-will-blog.html' title='When things are worth it, I will blog.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFo2gWvjU_A/Tme7eI-JTHI/AAAAAAAABbs/mu_vQt8EJgM/s72-c/7641243430_1_1_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1934384250548576811</id><published>2011-07-28T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T09:01:23.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Because I rock at life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;Fourth of July was almost a month ago? My bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YQmaqr0LIs/TjGHWia-QgI/AAAAAAAABaw/xH89Aj_u9kk/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YQmaqr0LIs/TjGHWia-QgI/AAAAAAAABaw/xH89Aj_u9kk/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634433430084010498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The man child's first holiday. He liked it, to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B74bvLz5XnA/TjGHWaq1tGI/AAAAAAAABao/rNghzRv1B9s/s1600/DSC_0170.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B74bvLz5XnA/TjGHWaq1tGI/AAAAAAAABao/rNghzRv1B9s/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634433428003075170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on carnival rides, called people carni's and ate fried donuts. Success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JY6Jaj3Qro/TjGHV_vaMRI/AAAAAAAABag/PzbbL19bCgY/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JY6Jaj3Qro/TjGHV_vaMRI/AAAAAAAABag/PzbbL19bCgY/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634433420774486290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ride that I though Ava was going to have a seizure on for sure. She made it out like a champ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR2tvi8sioA/TjGF15AAG2I/AAAAAAAABaY/v1OAhyjCmlM/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hR2tvi8sioA/TjGF15AAG2I/AAAAAAAABaY/v1OAhyjCmlM/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634431769697590114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note to self, must send this to Lizi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iK2Uf5wqRI/TjGF1a1pImI/AAAAAAAABaQ/BqY4hzOoTO0/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iK2Uf5wqRI/TjGF1a1pImI/AAAAAAAABaQ/BqY4hzOoTO0/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634431761601077858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A goat? It's super patriotic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPx6y1Kykas/TjGF1E65cXI/AAAAAAAABaI/S3fJgl1V3yw/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPx6y1Kykas/TjGF1E65cXI/AAAAAAAABaI/S3fJgl1V3yw/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634431755717538162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She had been waiting a whole year to wear that shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ip2wXbQ1eI4/TjGF06YByMI/AAAAAAAABaA/gLZZhD3naqQ/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ip2wXbQ1eI4/TjGF06YByMI/AAAAAAAABaA/gLZZhD3naqQ/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634431752886929602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Third of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZrzXkp8ffg/TjGF0oJq3HI/AAAAAAAABZ4/T-vcG8WBscQ/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZrzXkp8ffg/TjGF0oJq3HI/AAAAAAAABZ4/T-vcG8WBscQ/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634431747994868850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; our old primary class, for good measure. &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/4951017556626413219-1934384250548576811?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1934384250548576811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/because-i-rock-at-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1934384250548576811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1934384250548576811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/because-i-rock-at-life.html' title='Because I rock at life.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YQmaqr0LIs/TjGHWia-QgI/AAAAAAAABaw/xH89Aj_u9kk/s72-c/DSC_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8269374601174425260</id><published>2011-07-14T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T22:33:17.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary ideas. Just in case he needs them.</title><content type='html'>So the husband asked what I wanted for our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://www.aldoshoes.com/us/sale/women/sale-shoes/80285367-kegerries/36"&gt;these shoes&lt;/a&gt; in the beige color. Because I can not own enough pairs of oxfords. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20870390&amp;amp;catId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;amp;navCount=48&amp;amp;color=008&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=D"&gt;this shirt&lt;/a&gt; in a size 4. Because the colors are perfect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20501987&amp;amp;catId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;amp;navCount=84&amp;amp;sortProperties=price&amp;amp;color=011&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=D#BVRRWidgetID"&gt;This shirt&lt;/a&gt; in a size medium, and in white. I need more white shirts. The hanes V necks from 3 years ago have got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=21032461&amp;amp;catId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-TOPS&amp;amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;amp;navCount=84&amp;amp;sortProperties=price&amp;amp;color=049&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=D#BVRRWidgetID"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt; in a small. Because I don't have anything like it. I don't think they've made anything like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20829594&amp;amp;catId=SHOPSALE-SKIRTS&amp;amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-SKIRTS&amp;amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;amp;navCount=222&amp;amp;color=020&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=D#BVRRWidgetID"&gt;This skirt&lt;/a&gt; in the neutral color (Which is more coral). So cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I added in the email that I sent to him one last thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To never ever cancel our netflix account. &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/4951017556626413219-8269374601174425260?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8269374601174425260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/anniversary-ideas-just-in-case-he-needs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8269374601174425260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8269374601174425260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/anniversary-ideas-just-in-case-he-needs.html' title='Anniversary ideas. Just in case he needs them.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8035416051749125404</id><published>2011-07-01T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:34:30.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Crepes a la Ashley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I just made some crepes for breakfast/lunch, I believe they call it brunch in the fancy world. But I am not that fancy so I just threw them together. We have some strawberry cream cheese, raspberry jam, raspberries, blueberries and some mangoes. They were so good. Here's the recipe! (Note: If you make these while watching/listening to The City on Netflix, then they will probably taste better!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szG6S1ANC7k/Tg4gjwHjQWI/AAAAAAAABYY/bk3iWGeb54o/s1600/crepes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szG6S1ANC7k/Tg4gjwHjQWI/AAAAAAAABYY/bk3iWGeb54o/s400/crepes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624468783216410978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;1. The first step is awesome, I think.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;You just place the flour, eggs, milk, water, sugar and salt into a larger bowl and whisk it till it’s smooth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;You don’t even have to pay attention to what comes first.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;Initially, the batter will look rather lumpy – which means some more mixing is needed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;Sooner or later there comes the point when the batter becomes perfectly smooth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;2. Pour one tablespoon of the vegetable oil into a medium sized frying pan (I used 7-inch – 18 cm pan).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;3. Heat the pan over medium heat – we definitely don’t need too strong heat here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;4. Pour or scoop the batter onto the pan, using approximately 1/4 cup (60 ml) for each crepe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;5. Tilt the pan with a circular motion so that the batter coats the surface evenly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;6. Cook the crepe for about 30 – 40 seconds, until the bottom is light brown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:19.2pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt; font-family:Verdana;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#333333"&gt;7. Loosen the edges with a spatula and flip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8035416051749125404?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8035416051749125404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/crepes-la-ashley.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8035416051749125404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8035416051749125404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/crepes-la-ashley.html' title='Crepes a la Ashley'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-szG6S1ANC7k/Tg4gjwHjQWI/AAAAAAAABYY/bk3iWGeb54o/s72-c/crepes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8394499822429688961</id><published>2011-06-24T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:59:11.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Reproduction?</title><content type='html'>I would consider reproducing just for the sole sake that &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2011-06-24-mini-warbler-raise-your-glass-video"&gt;my child may &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2011-06-07-little-boy-sings-teenage-dream-darren-criss-glee"&gt;end up like this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2011-06-24-mini-warbler-raise-your-glass-video"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would finally have someone to watch Glee with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And we shall name him Nathan. &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/4951017556626413219-8394499822429688961?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8394499822429688961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/reproduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8394499822429688961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8394499822429688961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/reproduction.html' title='Reproduction?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2271085726922901576</id><published>2011-06-13T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:55:36.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bossypants wannabe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVvWF2lauQM/TfaUyyiD-9I/AAAAAAAABYE/WliLA9K_N4Y/s1600/180655_198207356857046_165734163437699_845467_8347037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVvWF2lauQM/TfaUyyiD-9I/AAAAAAAABYE/WliLA9K_N4Y/s320/180655_198207356857046_165734163437699_845467_8347037_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617841185470282706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bossypants-Tina-Fey/dp/0316056863/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1308005550&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;buy this book&lt;/a&gt;. I promise it is not worth it. If you feel that people deeply offend your family's dog by using crude language, hold off. But, if you don't, go get it. I would say you can borrow mine, but I am borrowing it from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. The book is so funny that I read parts out loud to Tyler (who tells me how to properly pronounce words). It is that funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2271085726922901576?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2271085726922901576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/bossypants-wannabe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2271085726922901576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2271085726922901576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/bossypants-wannabe.html' title='Bossypants wannabe.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVvWF2lauQM/TfaUyyiD-9I/AAAAAAAABYE/WliLA9K_N4Y/s72-c/180655_198207356857046_165734163437699_845467_8347037_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9065461369759644831</id><published>2011-06-10T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T19:01:24.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>LaBlog part duece.</title><content type='html'>You know how you let something slip from your mind and then you find it again? It is that much better when you find it again too, someone fancy me on how that works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away shows have not been forgotten, they just slipped my mind. And now lablog (for short) has a fully equipped YouTube channel. Go eat that up with your spoon-fork-knife, you indy kid, you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Ivv7PhwcGc&amp;feature=relmfu"&gt;Here's an amazing Stars one&lt;/a&gt;. Bon Apetit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last one from&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKt7hiE-xvc&amp;feature=player_embedded#at=311"&gt; someone I had never heard of.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will go to Paris and just stalk cool alleys, restaurants with balconies or terraces and find a take away show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9065461369759644831?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9065461369759644831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/le-blog-part-duece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9065461369759644831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9065461369759644831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/le-blog-part-duece.html' title='LaBlog part duece.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-3137967550659959654</id><published>2011-06-09T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T13:18:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthro, you make my heart hurt a little.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't think you know how much I want all of these pieces of clothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkZYVvN9H2A/TfEpegSBBUI/AAAAAAAABXU/blrylf9V2g4/s320/21309893_059_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616315814346032450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If only I could get away with wearing this to Tracy's wedding. That would seem like a good excuse to buy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzkibD1SGBI/TfEpeMiUTNI/AAAAAAAABXM/jW-MSKJPCic/s1600/21214572_015_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YzkibD1SGBI/TfEpeMiUTNI/AAAAAAAABXM/jW-MSKJPCic/s320/21214572_015_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616315809045695698" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Same with this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnAUPAk3QvM/TfEpd2IHP1I/AAAAAAAABXE/nQoY13HHdos/s1600/21195490_066_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SnAUPAk3QvM/TfEpd2IHP1I/AAAAAAAABXE/nQoY13HHdos/s320/21195490_066_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616315803030208338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwrtGBf1jwM/TfEpdVyjLUI/AAAAAAAABW8/rN3cwx436aY/s1600/20898243_049_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwrtGBf1jwM/TfEpdVyjLUI/AAAAAAAABW8/rN3cwx436aY/s320/20898243_049_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616315794349829442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have this dress in blue, same dress. It is amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAEG_r-awoY/TfEpYBrK-UI/AAAAAAAABW0/VtbHATLSR2Q/s1600/20594313_069_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAEG_r-awoY/TfEpYBrK-UI/AAAAAAAABW0/VtbHATLSR2Q/s320/20594313_069_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616315703050828098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I do need more tops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZaLrRLfMRU/TfEpz961G6I/AAAAAAAABXk/kZv1y04RzPs/s1600/20767273_015_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xZaLrRLfMRU/TfEpz961G6I/AAAAAAAABXk/kZv1y04RzPs/s320/20767273_015_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616316183079099298" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just in case there is a retro swim party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_bIVGDevwU/TfEpzrzQ9XI/AAAAAAAABXc/Ebs_t0EGLes/s1600/20162475_046_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_bIVGDevwU/TfEpzrzQ9XI/AAAAAAAABXc/Ebs_t0EGLes/s320/20162475_046_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616316178215531890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or if I wanted to have the best bathing suit on the beach. Too bad there's not a beach in Utah.&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/4951017556626413219-3137967550659959654?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3137967550659959654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/anthro-you-make-my-heart-hurt-little.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3137967550659959654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3137967550659959654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/anthro-you-make-my-heart-hurt-little.html' title='Anthro, you make my heart hurt a little.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jkZYVvN9H2A/TfEpegSBBUI/AAAAAAAABXU/blrylf9V2g4/s72-c/21309893_059_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6896243026889418941</id><published>2011-06-05T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:41:29.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Decadent? I would say so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcy3ElTQcPM/TewS3xPK2cI/AAAAAAAABWE/rQWw8e7NTy8/s1600/Slice-BLOG2-449x323.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcy3ElTQcPM/TewS3xPK2cI/AAAAAAAABWE/rQWw8e7NTy8/s320/Slice-BLOG2-449x323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614883584743233986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgL11BNo1c/TewS3isdTlI/AAAAAAAABV8/kbgFE1jSTNc/s1600/Whole-With-Slice-Cutout-BLOG-450x308.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uXgL11BNo1c/TewS3isdTlI/AAAAAAAABV8/kbgFE1jSTNc/s320/Whole-With-Slice-Cutout-BLOG-450x308.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614883580839546450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/10/decadent-chocolate-cheesecake.html"&gt;this cheesecake&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://tracychristiansen.blogspot.com/"&gt;this lady's&lt;/a&gt; shower. It was so good. I am not just saying that because I made it, but it was so good that we have some left over and it is going to be gone tomorrow. When I say some, I mean like 25% of the cake. Dang. So much for going to seven peaks in a bathing suit tomorrow. Does anyone have a wetsuit I can borrow? It's an easy cheesecake so if you want to make it I can show you. Or we can be friends and I can make it for you. (Don't you want to be my friend now? I thought so.) &lt;div&gt;Have a yummy Sunday watching Tangled and drinking Dr. Pepper, or whatever your sabbath activities may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6896243026889418941?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6896243026889418941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/decadent-i-would-say-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6896243026889418941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6896243026889418941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/decadent-i-would-say-so.html' title='Decadent? I would say so.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcy3ElTQcPM/TewS3xPK2cI/AAAAAAAABWE/rQWw8e7NTy8/s72-c/Slice-BLOG2-449x323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5179706148952099794</id><published>2011-06-04T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T09:44:08.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we can't move to Martha's Vineyard quite yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdJUX7XGexE/TepgdpG7GxI/AAAAAAAABV0/o493j9bE7gE/s1600/mla103203_0408_house_xl.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdJUX7XGexE/TepgdpG7GxI/AAAAAAAABV0/o493j9bE7gE/s320/mla103203_0408_house_xl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614405947838110482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we move in here, we are on the search for a new place yet again. Here are the requirements:&lt;div&gt;2 bedrooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;close to school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doesn't smell weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working heater and hot water heater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are the requirements. Not many, but you would be surprised at how difficult it is to find a place that meets all those 5 things. Wish me luck because we have about 26 days to find a place and get moved into it! &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/4951017556626413219-5179706148952099794?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5179706148952099794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-we-cant-move-to-marthas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5179706148952099794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5179706148952099794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/because-we-cant-move-to-marthas.html' title='Because we can&apos;t move to Martha&apos;s Vineyard quite yet.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdJUX7XGexE/TepgdpG7GxI/AAAAAAAABV0/o493j9bE7gE/s72-c/mla103203_0408_house_xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8394557951968093684</id><published>2011-05-31T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:59:58.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I hate people who do this but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have so many different posts that I want to post about! Really though. It's been a while and I owe it to the blogosphere to put a few out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this last weekend was jam packed. You heard me, jammed. Sarah came into town, we celebrated her birthday and did stuff that friends do such as: go to breakfast, go shopping, go to the movies, take a nap, and go to Texas Roadhouse. If only we lived in the same state as each other we could make this a more common occurrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also went to Kev's farewell because he is going to serve in LA for 2 years. He will be speaking (?) sign language! I couldn't be more happy that he is getting out of here and going to experience something different. There is no doubt that he will bring a whole lot of fun to Southern California. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GZa0Puc-AM/TeWprPPYHwI/AAAAAAAABVM/MOXQF_eBTSk/s1600/DSC_0794.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x99vGEpyrcQ/TeWpqwNnbyI/AAAAAAAABVE/Z5fbvItQzDs/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613079062548803362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played Just Dance 2 at Le Cabin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-06Puonc-Sbw/TeWpquzgOeI/AAAAAAAABU8/CJC7jbmZwh8/s1600/DSC_0765.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-06Puonc-Sbw/TeWpquzgOeI/AAAAAAAABU8/CJC7jbmZwh8/s320/DSC_0765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613079062170843618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GZa0Puc-AM/TeWprPPYHwI/AAAAAAAABVM/MOXQF_eBTSk/s320/DSC_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613079070877687554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sk3unxgfBIE/TeWo13bUzVI/AAAAAAAABU0/uQ71iGiX7zM/s1600/DSC_0719.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sk3unxgfBIE/TeWo13bUzVI/AAAAAAAABU0/uQ71iGiX7zM/s320/DSC_0719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613078153952283986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vFzpL4hK268/TeWo1rHSk4I/AAAAAAAABUs/9XkAXq6w-eY/s1600/DSC_0700.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vFzpL4hK268/TeWo1rHSk4I/AAAAAAAABUs/9XkAXq6w-eY/s320/DSC_0700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613078150647026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't help but butt into pictures and look terribly cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6mqP5cQWguo/TeWo1cXjeRI/AAAAAAAABUk/HwfMbWN07HE/s1600/DSC_0673.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6mqP5cQWguo/TeWo1cXjeRI/AAAAAAAABUk/HwfMbWN07HE/s320/DSC_0673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613078146688710930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ask me how happy I am to be a part of this family? Pretty happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYEfof2Yhq8/TeWo04X5f-I/AAAAAAAABUc/qg7-aB1RlZ0/s1600/DSC_0712.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYEfof2Yhq8/TeWo04X5f-I/AAAAAAAABUc/qg7-aB1RlZ0/s320/DSC_0712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613078137026478050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the children-Lizi+DK= the new Pack Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iElScTfYBTM/TeWpreNKi2I/AAAAAAAABVU/aSn-S5Y-WT4/s320/DSC_0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613079074894941026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and one last one for cute measure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And now I will go back to writing up a report about my first lab for Organic Chemistry. You might as well start a count of how many times I whine about that class on here because it, unlike spending time with Sarah, will be a common occurrence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8394557951968093684?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8394557951968093684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-hate-people-who-do-this-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8394557951968093684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8394557951968093684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-hate-people-who-do-this-but.html' title='I hate people who do this but...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x99vGEpyrcQ/TeWpqwNnbyI/AAAAAAAABVE/Z5fbvItQzDs/s72-c/DSC_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4505279933060973596</id><published>2011-05-31T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:44:25.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>I am a day late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SILLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXxkK1dWs2c/TeWmb9rrPVI/AAAAAAAABUU/Ln7GumBuf4A/s1600/DSC_0738.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXxkK1dWs2c/TeWmb9rrPVI/AAAAAAAABUU/Ln7GumBuf4A/s320/DSC_0738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613075509931621714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day before her 21st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEB6KiL0yX0/TeWmbS6aC3I/AAAAAAAABUM/UojHPgKvNsg/s320/DSC03634.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613075498450684786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Days before her 15th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are a wonderful person to know and a great friend. Thanks for being my friend when I refused to look at the camera in pictures. And when I made you do things like hop the fence to sneak into the jacuzzi after we got kicked out last weekend. You da bess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bills &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4505279933060973596?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4505279933060973596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-day-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4505279933060973596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4505279933060973596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-day-late.html' title='I am a day late...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DXxkK1dWs2c/TeWmb9rrPVI/AAAAAAAABUU/Ln7GumBuf4A/s72-c/DSC_0738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-3689417633098238957</id><published>2011-05-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:49:34.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While looking on animal planet...</title><content type='html'>Sam Chili · Ladue Horton Watkins High&lt;br /&gt;DOn't READ THIS CAUSE IT ACTUALLY WORKSï»¿ YOU WILL GET KISSED ONï THE NEAREST POSSIBLE﻿ FRIDAY BY THE LOVE OF UR LIFE TOMMORROW WILLï»¿ BE THE BEST DAY OF UR LIFE HOWEVER IF U DOn't POST THIS﻿ COMMENT TO AT LEAST 3 VIDEOS U WILL DIE WITHIN TWO DAYS UV STARTED﻿ READING THIS SO﻿ DOn't STOP THIS IS SO SCARY PUT﻿ THIS ON AT LEAST FIVEïVIDEOS IN﻿ 143 MINUTESï»¿ WHEN UR DONE﻿ PRESS F6 AND UR LOVER NAME﻿ WILL APPEAR﻿ ON THE SCREEN IN BIG LEDDERS THIS﻿ IS SO﻿ SCARY THIS IS SO SCARY﻿ CAUSE IT﻿ ACTUALLYïWORK.&lt;br /&gt;Like · Reply · Subscribe · March 28 at 9:45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Justin Bailey&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone you love abandons you.&lt;br /&gt;2 · Like · Reply · April 9 at 9:36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-3689417633098238957?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3689417633098238957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/while-looking-on-animal-planet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3689417633098238957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3689417633098238957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/while-looking-on-animal-planet.html' title='While looking on animal planet...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1505718656963043260</id><published>2011-05-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:07:27.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the what? -Liz Lemon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM7TBw2X6U0/TdsC8iDT3iI/AAAAAAAABUE/Erhq_tgR6To/s1600/rachel-bilson-ice-cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM7TBw2X6U0/TdsC8iDT3iI/AAAAAAAABUE/Erhq_tgR6To/s320/rachel-bilson-ice-cream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610080999776181794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was reading my sisters reading a People magazine. It had an ad for magnum bars and a picture of Rachel Bilson eating a magnum bar (which are to die for and I should blog about magnum bars and their goodness). At the bottom of the photo it said photography by Karl Lagerfeld in huge writing. So I said out loud what I was thinking which was something along the lines of, "What the Karl Lagerfeld doing an ad for magnum bars?" Neither my brother in law nor my husband thought this was strange and didn't know who Karl Lagerfeld was so I tried to explain that he was the guy who lost a ton of weight by drinking diet coke and designed a bottle for them. They thought I was straight up crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward to a couple minutes ago when Ty and I are both at our computers next to each other and he said, "Wendy, six years." He expected me to know that that meant that a girl he used to work with at Novel got fired after working there six years. I obviously didn't get this right away and asked for clarification. He said see, it's like when you said that thing earlier about that guy. We are even. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we are not even. I will continue to say things out loud that make no sense at all to my husband, and he will continue to do the same. For now, I say we go to Sonic and get some sort of cold drink. Cause nothing sounds better after a three hour nap than something cold to drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Go get a magnum bar. They are at Smiths and get the loadable coupon on Smith's website. (It makes it way cheaper). They are beyond worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1505718656963043260?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1505718656963043260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-what-liz-lemon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1505718656963043260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1505718656963043260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-what-liz-lemon.html' title='What the what? -Liz Lemon.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM7TBw2X6U0/TdsC8iDT3iI/AAAAAAAABUE/Erhq_tgR6To/s72-c/rachel-bilson-ice-cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4227946095137907902</id><published>2011-05-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:53:06.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Little things are always cuter. Especially when they can't control their skeletal muscles.</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't get run over by a car or UPS truck or anything like that. I don't look both ways when crossing the street so it could have happened. But, I just have grown up and gotten busy. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didn't grow that much because if I was grown up I probably wouldn't watch&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqjNzFPnPew&amp;feature=related"&gt; this video on youtube&lt;/a&gt; 5 times, just to look at the baby. No, we are not having a baby. (Why do I always have to make that clear? I like to wear baggy clothes and clothes that are way too big for me. Come on now dudes.) I just am a wee bit obsessed with baby creatures. &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy that cute little baby on your Friday. And maybe I will find something to blog about here soon. See you later alligator. Now, you say after a while crocodile. Thank you. How nice of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4227946095137907902?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4227946095137907902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-things-are-always-cuter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4227946095137907902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4227946095137907902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-things-are-always-cuter.html' title='Little things are always cuter. Especially when they can&apos;t control their skeletal muscles.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8011067820301310198</id><published>2011-04-27T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:18:23.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ty Guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbwW-R8pKS4/TcAqbG16OcI/AAAAAAAABT0/f4Q7DjIzwdc/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbwW-R8pKS4/TcAqbG16OcI/AAAAAAAABT0/f4Q7DjIzwdc/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602524581630458306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my dearest boy. The boy who is turning 25 today. The one who loves the smell of fresh wood chips. The one who loves Conor Oberst and Notorious BIG. The one who is a foot taller. The one who doesn't mind picking out baby names with me and doesn't think I am insane when I create a google doc so we don't forget them. The one who knows everything about Google. The one who loves cars, computers and phones. The one who never goes without wearing a belt. The one who pokes me when I bite my nails. The one who goes to work and school full time so I don't have to work so much. The one who is ticklish under his arms. The one who warms up my cold feet in bed. The one who makes yummy sticky fingers. The one who can make me blush. The one who says funny things and laughs harder at them. The one who calls me a sass just about everyday. The one who is going to be the dad of our sassy babies one day. The one who wears the title of Uncle very well. The one who enjoys an ice cream cone from Macey's. The one who danced on a table in the rain and sang Grease with me. The one who always recalls the story correctly when I can't. The one who loves Dr. Pepper and a double single no onions add pickles extra toast. The one who comes home from work and does funny impressions of people. The one who lies in bed while I talk him to sleep. The one who is obsessed with Dexter. The one who loves his car and takes good care of his things. The one who scrounges up great new music from who-knows-where. The one who could not be any more different than me. The one who is my greatest friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Tyler Pack! Happy Birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tyler is taking a business stats final this morning and working until late tonight. So I should add the one that doesn't complain when his Birthday is the stinky-est.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8011067820301310198?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8011067820301310198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-ty-guy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8011067820301310198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8011067820301310198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-ty-guy.html' title='Happy Birthday Ty Guy!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbwW-R8pKS4/TcAqbG16OcI/AAAAAAAABT0/f4Q7DjIzwdc/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4047684188898009883</id><published>2011-04-13T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:50:16.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for the big guy!</title><content type='html'>Tyler gets home in a minute with my pesto pasta and caesar salad from Noodles and Co. &lt;br /&gt;But, I had to share a little story with you before he does. You know, bragging about him. &lt;br /&gt;So he has been doing really really well at his new job. He loves it, he's good at it, and he is getting recognized for his hard work. I don't even mind that he's always home later than he should be because he stays on a call too long. He finally has a job he likes and I am not complaining about having money come into our bank account every other week. &lt;br /&gt;On top of being the number one employee (that may be an exaggeration), he still pulls through for me. Today I was at the doctors office and I called him because I had just gotten really sick at the office. I was mortified that the poor nurse had to keep checking up on me because they thought I was going to pass out. But, Tyler was at work in Salt Lake and I was in Orem, I had no clue how he was going to help me. I hung up with him because he had a plan. The man with the plan saved the day and my brother in law Kev-Bo picked me up from the doctors office 20 minutes later. It was wonderful. Now he is getting me dinner while I lay in bed waiting to order new shoes from Anthro and looking at Zara and H&amp;M's spring look book. I have to be prepared for when we go to Vegas, duh. &lt;br /&gt;But thank you to my previous life where I must have been a saint for snaggin' up a catch like Tyler. And thank you Tyler for still wanting to be married to me when I describe disgusting things to you via telephone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4047684188898009883?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4047684188898009883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-ones-for-big-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4047684188898009883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4047684188898009883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-ones-for-big-guy.html' title='This one&apos;s for the big guy!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-871380267453596580</id><published>2011-04-07T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:33:42.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radio'/><title type='text'>This American Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TstSNUX35A/TZ4tBMz2H7I/AAAAAAAABTs/hsGQcECVWos/s1600/this-american-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TstSNUX35A/TZ4tBMz2H7I/AAAAAAAABTs/hsGQcECVWos/s320/this-american-life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592957285882535858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my husband (his name is Tyler so I will just call him that and you will know I am talking about my husband, okay?). So Tyler started listening to This American Life a while back when he got a cool new phone that he will talk to you about for decades. And this cool new phone played This American Life for me when we had to drive far. (This term far is relative to Utah because in other states far is far longer than Utah far. Oh, we drove 2 hours.) So we drove and drove and on the way there we basically listened to every CD I owned. On the way home Tyler* was sick of Taylor Swift, Mates of State and some CDs he burned for me because I just have a CD player and we plugged in his phone. For the record, I could have listened to all those CDs again because I do everyday. We put on This American Life and I was hooked. It was an hour long, so we listened to two stories. I thought my life had been enlightened just as I am sure the producers of the show intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward to this afternoon. I had taken an anatomy test, physiology test, and a written composition in spanish so I justify my actions, or the lack of, here. I was laying on the couch, had just finished an episode of Real Housewives of Miami because all my regular shows are not on right now. So, I was desperate since I don't usually feel a void after visiting Hulu. I was not impressed by this series so I went to Netflix. I have finished Grey's Anatomy, the series, since we have gotten Netflix. (I watch it while cooking. And sometimes when I am laying on the couch, like now.) So, I am searching the 'Flix and find This American Life. I never knew it was a show too! So I watched two episodes, felt better about my sedintary lifestyle and would advise you do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of all this nonsense is to tell you to go listen to &lt;a href="http://www.thisamericanlife.org/"&gt;This American Life's&lt;/a&gt; podcasts**. Radio Lab is also great. They have great stories and Ira Glass's voice is pretty close to perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Refer to first set of parenthesis. &lt;br /&gt;**This week would be a great time to go listen because the story is so good and it's something you've never heard. I would bet you a McDonald's sundae and large Poweraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-871380267453596580?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/871380267453596580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-american-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/871380267453596580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/871380267453596580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-american-life.html' title='This American Life.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TstSNUX35A/TZ4tBMz2H7I/AAAAAAAABTs/hsGQcECVWos/s72-c/this-american-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5132447760403841282</id><published>2011-03-29T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:08:18.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Dinner on a Tuesday here. (Here means our house.)</title><content type='html'>I am making this &lt;a href="http://boyerstrythis.blogspot.com/2011/03/balsamic-asparagus-chicken.html"&gt;Balsamic Asparagus Chicken&lt;/a&gt; tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it just sound good? Let's hope I don't screw up the recipe or anything because the oven has been going for a few hours and I am tired of cooking. But the man has to eat tonight while I go to a Relief Society dinner, so he might as well not eat a frozen pizza. (He did that last night, what a trooper.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be sure to tell you if it's horrible and gross but it looks so scrumptious that I hope it isn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5132447760403841282?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5132447760403841282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/dinner-on-tuesday-here-here-means-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5132447760403841282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5132447760403841282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/dinner-on-tuesday-here-here-means-our.html' title='Dinner on a Tuesday here. (Here means our house.)'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4857263692404753075</id><published>2011-03-25T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:35:28.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Want to know what we danced to at our wedding? It was perfect. And I loved the song since I first heard Miss Hayley play it with her sister Marlee. And I asked Miss Hayley to play it and she and Jordan did. So I thought I would share it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hayleynhernandez"&gt;It's called Tea for two. &lt;/a&gt; (Performed by Marlee Hernandez on here.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SizA5KIFt5E/TY0mlF-hdbI/AAAAAAAABTk/eLCFTQWywIA/s1600/DSC02806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SizA5KIFt5E/TY0mlF-hdbI/AAAAAAAABTk/eLCFTQWywIA/s320/DSC02806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588165131338085810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4857263692404753075?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4857263692404753075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/want-to-know-what-we-danced-to-at-our.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4857263692404753075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4857263692404753075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/want-to-know-what-we-danced-to-at-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SizA5KIFt5E/TY0mlF-hdbI/AAAAAAAABTk/eLCFTQWywIA/s72-c/DSC02806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-818625798613929992</id><published>2011-03-25T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:45:56.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me Paparazzi.</title><content type='html'>I am playing with my camera a lot lately. Next step is getting myself a "photography" blog and just slapping on photographer at the end of my name. After that I will just slap on MD at the end of my name. NBD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2neUds8pAo/TYy3tgSHtsI/AAAAAAAABTc/i8J6ZSb52oU/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2neUds8pAo/TYy3tgSHtsI/AAAAAAAABTc/i8J6ZSb52oU/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588043230047876802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dJQvyMiRxg/TYy3tYV-YwI/AAAAAAAABTU/qb-xmn-A-So/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dJQvyMiRxg/TYy3tYV-YwI/AAAAAAAABTU/qb-xmn-A-So/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588043227916559106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OI6EzlxivRk/TYy3s1RtxYI/AAAAAAAABTM/6nqp_MEK6Vk/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OI6EzlxivRk/TYy3s1RtxYI/AAAAAAAABTM/6nqp_MEK6Vk/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588043218503452034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler was caught red handed reading the Ensign. Busted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHlkDPQ7q8s/TYy3skstE9I/AAAAAAAABTE/qG54u2eHqXc/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHlkDPQ7q8s/TYy3skstE9I/AAAAAAAABTE/qG54u2eHqXc/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588043214053250002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is a highly ticklish person and Heath knows this downfall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfxOaz-EUdY/TYy3IULtWNI/AAAAAAAABS8/OU5pQZKo18w/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WfxOaz-EUdY/TYy3IULtWNI/AAAAAAAABS8/OU5pQZKo18w/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588042591144597714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml-y0-slm94/TYy3H5LS0bI/AAAAAAAABS0/El5Y4122FlY/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ml-y0-slm94/TYy3H5LS0bI/AAAAAAAABS0/El5Y4122FlY/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588042583895101874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brfzeAqNk6Y/TYy3HunKjhI/AAAAAAAABSs/mPg-WTYhBxA/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brfzeAqNk6Y/TYy3HunKjhI/AAAAAAAABSs/mPg-WTYhBxA/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588042581059210770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath is a funny person. If you know him, you would know this because all my friends who've met him call him the funny guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlFkXjsKtgI/TYy3HTAAgKI/AAAAAAAABSk/UAnv0_4w9Lk/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GlFkXjsKtgI/TYy3HTAAgKI/AAAAAAAABSk/UAnv0_4w9Lk/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588042573647216802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kQhJYN_rJo/TYy3HBrgoBI/AAAAAAAABSc/H9p1rUlywCY/s1600/CSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kQhJYN_rJo/TYy3HBrgoBI/AAAAAAAABSc/H9p1rUlywCY/s320/CSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588042568997838866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Charlie. He is The Murray's dog and he is a great beast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-818625798613929992?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/818625798613929992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-call-me-paparazzi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/818625798613929992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/818625798613929992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-call-me-paparazzi.html' title='Just call me Paparazzi.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2neUds8pAo/TYy3tgSHtsI/AAAAAAAABTc/i8J6ZSb52oU/s72-c/DSC_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-345412916725987310</id><published>2011-03-25T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:36:05.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wilcock's came to town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE9dPaH0eYQ/TYy1cIgQsRI/AAAAAAAABSM/n-CuHvmhBGc/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE9dPaH0eYQ/TYy1cIgQsRI/AAAAAAAABSM/n-CuHvmhBGc/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588040732583702802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see what happened to this yumminess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrzPSFEIgc8/TYy2Enh8pwI/AAAAAAAABSU/oJvfWRqieIo/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WrzPSFEIgc8/TYy2Enh8pwI/AAAAAAAABSU/oJvfWRqieIo/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588041428107044610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-6555aD3Uw/TYy1bz4kO1I/AAAAAAAABSE/sYgPCTHFPcU/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-6555aD3Uw/TYy1bz4kO1I/AAAAAAAABSE/sYgPCTHFPcU/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588040727048502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://gourmandisethebakery.com/"&gt;Gourmandise&lt;/a&gt; for breakfast. It's unreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2x3Ns7flSYs/TYy1bKN3n_I/AAAAAAAABR8/87qvQmUFOpo/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2x3Ns7flSYs/TYy1bKN3n_I/AAAAAAAABR8/87qvQmUFOpo/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588040715863564274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-DAW_24swY/TYy1a81I23I/AAAAAAAABR0/_vVCOWXpi08/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-DAW_24swY/TYy1a81I23I/AAAAAAAABR0/_vVCOWXpi08/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588040712270175090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jl_3I8Bmai0/TYy1aqdiNwI/AAAAAAAABRs/yw7dENRanZM/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jl_3I8Bmai0/TYy1aqdiNwI/AAAAAAAABRs/yw7dENRanZM/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588040707339335426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heathwilcock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heath&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thejuniperberry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily &lt;/a&gt;came. So what did we do you ask? We ate. And ate. And ate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-345412916725987310?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/345412916725987310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/wilcocks-came-to-town.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/345412916725987310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/345412916725987310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/wilcocks-came-to-town.html' title='The Wilcock&apos;s came to town.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DE9dPaH0eYQ/TYy1cIgQsRI/AAAAAAAABSM/n-CuHvmhBGc/s72-c/DSC_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7302835413528135338</id><published>2011-03-12T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T20:46:36.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you ask her, she will say JB rules. She must be mine.</title><content type='html'>So this is Phof. It's pronounced like that, but that is not her name, don't worry. My sister isn't an idiot and did not name her child Phof. But, that's what she is called in these here parts of town. And she is pretty funny. She doesn't say a lot, but she can say Ash and Ty. (Yes, we are very proud.) We went out to dinner without the other girls and it was great fun. She loved all the alone time with adults and her toys. She was even kind enough to let me take pictures of her to practice and she because she is just too cute with her snotty nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ6ArgD4uPM/TXxKPeEu4hI/AAAAAAAABRk/XXfdOwfSgkI/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ6ArgD4uPM/TXxKPeEu4hI/AAAAAAAABRk/XXfdOwfSgkI/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583419267663979026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYJECPZw3SM/TXxKPBiVnUI/AAAAAAAABRc/y9XT8B-DajE/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYJECPZw3SM/TXxKPBiVnUI/AAAAAAAABRc/y9XT8B-DajE/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583419260003523906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how trendy she is. Hipsters should take a few notes from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KLC6uhc5Aw/TXxKO9iOw7I/AAAAAAAABRU/YO4ofWIVJJ4/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KLC6uhc5Aw/TXxKO9iOw7I/AAAAAAAABRU/YO4ofWIVJJ4/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583419258929333170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUNpkQ-CgOA/TXxKOgWrRCI/AAAAAAAABRM/4gLjWke3Pqg/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUNpkQ-CgOA/TXxKOgWrRCI/AAAAAAAABRM/4gLjWke3Pqg/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583419251096241186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7302835413528135338?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7302835413528135338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-ask-her-she-will-say-jb-rules.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7302835413528135338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7302835413528135338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-ask-her-she-will-say-jb-rules.html' title='If you ask her, she will say JB rules. She must be mine.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJ6ArgD4uPM/TXxKPeEu4hI/AAAAAAAABRk/XXfdOwfSgkI/s72-c/DSC_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-628145300152623746</id><published>2011-03-03T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:53:29.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azotic isn't a word, but exotic is. Maybe I am more azotic than exotic.</title><content type='html'>Remember how my list of "To do's" today makes me sound so productive. Or that I could be productive if I would only do as it says. I could even do it out of order. Instead I watched Grey's on Netflix and took an hour and a half nap. I even slept in today. I don't think there are many who sleep more than I do. Or need more sleep than I do. (At least not those over the age of 3 years old.) &lt;br /&gt;Well, here's to the weekend I am going to be productive and do homework on a weekend night and not watch movies via netflix. Oh and my home will be clean and I will shave my legs. I only write the shaving the legs part because if I don't put it out there, it will never get done. And I am okay with that, but Mr. Pack is definitely not. &lt;br /&gt;I hope your weekends are exotic as mine surely will be. Maybe I'll start learning all the cool tricks my camera can do. (And I will say "Cool tricks cool tricks!" just like on Yo Gaba Gaba.**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/syJbE3kmj98" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**In case you didn't know what the cool tricks sounded like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-628145300152623746?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/628145300152623746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/azotic-isnt-word-but-exotic-is-maybe-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/628145300152623746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/628145300152623746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/azotic-isnt-word-but-exotic-is-maybe-i.html' title='Azotic isn&apos;t a word, but exotic is. Maybe I am more azotic than exotic.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/syJbE3kmj98/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-953159206425987523</id><published>2011-03-01T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:58:37.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It was a very merry married Birthday.</title><content type='html'>Yes, the rumors are true. Facebook did not lie. It was my day of birth and it was marvelous. &lt;br /&gt;Tyler surprised me in the morning and gave me "presents". He kept throwing me off by saying presents all the time. It wasn't multiples, it was just one. Oh and that one, was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sc0kTTLnp8Y/TW15arlJ9II/AAAAAAAABQs/FhiPFK_L7LQ/s1600/nikon-d3100-xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sc0kTTLnp8Y/TW15arlJ9II/AAAAAAAABQs/FhiPFK_L7LQ/s320/nikon-d3100-xl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579249012664038530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed, I cried, I laughed. It was so great. Good job on the surprise Ty guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MB63EYdljw/TW15Us8_yaI/AAAAAAAABQk/ZtPhvpjNHRk/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--MB63EYdljw/TW15Us8_yaI/AAAAAAAABQk/ZtPhvpjNHRk/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248909953255842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I had to take pictures all night long... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wbyv5OigVg/TW15Ua92nMI/AAAAAAAABQc/1nYI0hC2264/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Wbyv5OigVg/TW15Ua92nMI/AAAAAAAABQc/1nYI0hC2264/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248905125010626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFA_Qieq0s8/TW15UK4vGlI/AAAAAAAABQU/t6nsUFYWXZQ/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFA_Qieq0s8/TW15UK4vGlI/AAAAAAAABQU/t6nsUFYWXZQ/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248900808579666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ENSYLmPmQ/TW15Tvi6RNI/AAAAAAAABQM/5s92yFPwsdI/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-ENSYLmPmQ/TW15Tvi6RNI/AAAAAAAABQM/5s92yFPwsdI/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248893469279442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbZtiWsSd3M/TW14x4HPwoI/AAAAAAAABQE/V8y4XJe7h2w/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbZtiWsSd3M/TW14x4HPwoI/AAAAAAAABQE/V8y4XJe7h2w/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248311653614210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3rUteqYpa0/TW14xpk3iUI/AAAAAAAABP8/3XOvcWfCeoI/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h3rUteqYpa0/TW14xpk3iUI/AAAAAAAABP8/3XOvcWfCeoI/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248307751323970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8iyoQnbj0GU/TW14wzpkcZI/AAAAAAAABP0/SxgbbYds40Q/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8iyoQnbj0GU/TW14wzpkcZI/AAAAAAAABP0/SxgbbYds40Q/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248293275529618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmowE-ToJwo/TW14wsK-VvI/AAAAAAAABPs/fAquHMCN07w/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmowE-ToJwo/TW14wsK-VvI/AAAAAAAABPs/fAquHMCN07w/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248291268155122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jdoIf2b-Dc/TW14wCPuVCI/AAAAAAAABPk/_xQP1M6_QSQ/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--jdoIf2b-Dc/TW14wCPuVCI/AAAAAAAABPk/_xQP1M6_QSQ/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579248280013788194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for the birthday love. It was such a great one. &lt;br /&gt;And a special thank you to SBM for coming all the way from the golden state to see me and spend my birthday with us! Come back now real soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-953159206425987523?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/953159206425987523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-was-very-merry-married-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/953159206425987523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/953159206425987523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-was-very-merry-married-birthday.html' title='It was a very merry married Birthday.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sc0kTTLnp8Y/TW15arlJ9II/AAAAAAAABQs/FhiPFK_L7LQ/s72-c/nikon-d3100-xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4792623917495745903</id><published>2011-02-25T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:50:18.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>I'll take that little girl and the check please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L64c5vT3NBw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this cute little duet on &lt;a href="http://crowleyparty.blogspot.com/2011/02/someday.html"&gt;a blog&lt;/a&gt;. I died. You know I am a sucker for little girls. And singing Edward Sharpe? Get out of town. &lt;br /&gt;I just needed you to see this cuteness oozing out of the screen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4792623917495745903?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4792623917495745903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/ill-take-that-little-girl-and-check.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4792623917495745903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4792623917495745903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/ill-take-that-little-girl-and-check.html' title='I&apos;ll take that little girl and the check please!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L64c5vT3NBw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8264750376203137376</id><published>2011-02-24T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:43:09.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TS3 on "accident"?</title><content type='html'>So on Sunday during Sacrament meeting I told Tyler we weren't going to watch a rated R movie this week. (I mean not that we ever watch them, okay that's a lie.) We have started watching more on Netflix because for some reason those are the one's I always want to see but never do. So he thought he was going to get me on this, I knew it. So I changed the Netflix cue to send us Toy Story 3 instead of a rated R movie that Tyler put on there and I wanted to see too. So they sent Tyler an email saying that we are being sent Toy Story 3. Last night he asked if I changed the cue and gave him my devilish smile because I knew that secretly he was mad cause I discovered his plan. Bam! I felt so proud of myself for thinking of it all. Don't try to get one past me. I will catch what you are slinging and I will throw it right on back and get Toy Story 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8264750376203137376?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8264750376203137376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/ts3-on-accident.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8264750376203137376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8264750376203137376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/ts3-on-accident.html' title='TS3 on &quot;accident&quot;?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2090391140420212386</id><published>2011-02-20T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:39:58.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby trashes bar in Las Palmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XL48VH1te1U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler thinks this is the funniest thing he's ever seen. And I just laugh at him laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2090391140420212386?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2090391140420212386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-trashes-bar-in-las-palmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2090391140420212386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2090391140420212386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-trashes-bar-in-las-palmas.html' title='Baby trashes bar in Las Palmas.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XL48VH1te1U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4652538773144370769</id><published>2011-02-18T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:46:48.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>I have a big enough social network, but I will expand it with a film.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I am making&lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/08/summer-garden-vegetable-soup.html"&gt; this for dinner.&lt;/a&gt; (I get way too many recipes from "Mel").&lt;br /&gt;And I am making &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2007/12/french-bread-rolls.html"&gt;these from scratch&lt;/a&gt;. Beat that.&lt;br /&gt;And we are going to watch The Social Network because it is out of control that we haven't seen it yet. It was one of those that we wanted to see so badly, but we didn't end up going and then we decided to just wait till it came out because let's face it, if you don't go see a movie within 3 weeks, you might as well wait for it to come out on DVD or go to the dollar movie, and a special thank you run on sentences and commas that I don't use properly and an extra special one to my Spanish teacher for letting me know that I don't even know how to speak English, let alone Spanish. &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend because we will be enjoying our Friday night snuggling and cuddling. Aren't you just so jealous? Because that is your que to be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note: I just made both of these and while waiting for Tyler I ate a roll or two... So good. These rolls are totally worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4652538773144370769?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4652538773144370769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-big-enough-social-network-but-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4652538773144370769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4652538773144370769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-big-enough-social-network-but-i.html' title='I have a big enough social network, but I will expand it with a film.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7003312401132761047</id><published>2011-02-16T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T12:25:53.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>I am not a cradle robber, but I'd rob the Biebe's cradle any day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr0IiGzZFWI/TVwyKmhWeKI/AAAAAAAABPc/ah53QuX34I0/s1600/Glee_bieber_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr0IiGzZFWI/TVwyKmhWeKI/AAAAAAAABPc/ah53QuX34I0/s320/Glee_bieber_0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574385596498344098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I was dying right? And you completely understand, don't you? I died. Gotta love the Biebes and the Gleeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch this weeks episode on Hulu, now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7003312401132761047?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7003312401132761047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-not-cradle-robber-but-id-rob.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7003312401132761047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7003312401132761047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-not-cradle-robber-but-id-rob.html' title='I am not a cradle robber, but I&apos;d rob the Biebe&apos;s cradle any day.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr0IiGzZFWI/TVwyKmhWeKI/AAAAAAAABPc/ah53QuX34I0/s72-c/Glee_bieber_0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6032155802223090347</id><published>2011-02-14T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:20:43.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luff.</title><content type='html'>To the boy who:&lt;br /&gt;knows every word to Bohemian Rhapsody, loves to clean cars, has quads that were born to ride a bicycle, can relate everything to an episode of Seinfeld, appreciates a good steak medium rare, doesn't yell at anyone ever, somehow goes to school and work full time and still has quality time left over for me, put up with me last year at this time and still wanted me to be his wife, flicks me when I bite my nails, doesn't mind that Bed Bath and Beyond and dinner at home is a date night, thinks I blog stalk too much which I do, knows everything there is to know about a computer and if he doesn't he knows how to Google it, likes weird-funny comedy and good music, hates black licorice, loves Reese's Big Cups, likes a bath at the end of a long day, smells like home, doesn't mind a mediocre dinner made by yours truly, and makes me laugh so hard that I snort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Your wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6032155802223090347?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6032155802223090347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/luff.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6032155802223090347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6032155802223090347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/luff.html' title='Luff.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2853595080035858254</id><published>2011-02-10T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:52:24.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Tyler will see this and roll his eyes or start an intervention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TVSkMp_aLCI/AAAAAAAABPU/MEqDGq5rOIQ/s1600/sundae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TVSkMp_aLCI/AAAAAAAABPU/MEqDGq5rOIQ/s320/sundae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572259176301341730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't start an intervention. This is by no means a cry for help. This is me admitting that I love McDonald's Hot Fudge Sundaes. I love them. They taste so good. They feel great on my throat. They have peanuts, too. Don't get me started on the peanuts. (You have to ask for them though, they don't just hand them out anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got one tonight. And three other times this week. That's almost once a day, guys. This may be a cry for help. But I don't want the help. I want another sundae. Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2853595080035858254?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2853595080035858254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/tyler-will-see-this-and-roll-his-eyes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2853595080035858254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2853595080035858254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/tyler-will-see-this-and-roll-his-eyes.html' title='Tyler will see this and roll his eyes or start an intervention.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TVSkMp_aLCI/AAAAAAAABPU/MEqDGq5rOIQ/s72-c/sundae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9098357953338426501</id><published>2011-02-09T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T13:07:45.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Facebook etiquette book written by me.</title><content type='html'>Tyler and I were talking about FB status' last night before bed. We were talking about a person who posts them every once in a while, but posts 6 at one time. Yes, we are serious. He said, don't they get what a status is about? You are supposed to post one, not a bunch at one time. We agreed that it defeats the purpose and then we both had a good hard laugh because not many people seem to understand that concept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the Pack advice for FB:&lt;br /&gt;Stick to one status update every so often and don't post a bunch at a time. If the first one doesn't get a bunch of "likes" and comments, what makes you think the other five are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9098357953338426501?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9098357953338426501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-etiquette-book-written-by-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9098357953338426501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9098357953338426501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-etiquette-book-written-by-me.html' title='Facebook etiquette book written by me.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8003030029275152255</id><published>2011-01-31T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T14:59:54.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So pretty and witty and bright!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://taysonakatyler.blogspot.com/"&gt;My husband&lt;/a&gt; is posting about the year we had. Well since it is his blog it is the year he had, but everything that was good that happened to him last year included me. (And I am the one who brings the camera.)&lt;br /&gt;So if you would like to see some photos that I could kill him for putting up, then head on over. He is way funnier than myself and more clever with words on blogs. Although, I think I am clever with words in real life. Just ask him. I always remind him how witty I am. Not by saying witty things, but by saying, "I am so witty."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8003030029275152255?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8003030029275152255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-pretty-and-witty-and-bright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8003030029275152255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8003030029275152255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-pretty-and-witty-and-bright.html' title='So pretty and witty and bright!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4461882661274208660</id><published>2011-01-29T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T08:52:34.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><title type='text'>Fun in the sun or something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TURFbSnBCTI/AAAAAAAABPE/PiLDuZCy9Pg/s1600/IMG_8116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TURFbSnBCTI/AAAAAAAABPE/PiLDuZCy9Pg/s320/IMG_8116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567651374491044146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TURFaoFN-AI/AAAAAAAABO8/cYeP4mrqTbs/s1600/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TURFaoFN-AI/AAAAAAAABO8/cYeP4mrqTbs/s320/DSCN0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567651363074996226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am craving a vacation. The beach, some sun. Anything. May can't come soon enough. But maybe a mini vacation at home will come soon with a visit from someone would make me happier than Santa on Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4461882661274208660?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4461882661274208660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-in-sun-or-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4461882661274208660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4461882661274208660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-in-sun-or-something.html' title='Fun in the sun or something.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TURFbSnBCTI/AAAAAAAABPE/PiLDuZCy9Pg/s72-c/IMG_8116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5927335614575169738</id><published>2011-01-28T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T17:36:19.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who can deny a picture of a dog with snow on its nose? Not I.</title><content type='html'>I saw this picture. &lt;br /&gt;If I could, I would ask for it for my birthday. (It's a big birthday for me so that would justify asking for something big.) But like I said, if I could. And I can't because we don't have room and time and you know, these things take time. Also because Tyler said he would never be allowed in our bed. And I pointed out that he said never any food in bed and I break that one all the time. He didn't seem to like my response. I bet he thought I was being a sass which I was. (I will not apologize for the sass, he knew what he was getting when he married me.) As Lizi said in her last letter to me, here's to hoping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUNuT1q1WaI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZxaKuZFUkyE/s1600/via-Underbaraclara_Design-Crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUNuT1q1WaI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZxaKuZFUkyE/s320/via-Underbaraclara_Design-Crush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567414851463371170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;a href="http://www.designcrushblog.com/2010/09/16/picture-it-puppy-love/"&gt; little fella&lt;/a&gt;, one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5927335614575169738?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5927335614575169738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/who-can-deny-picture-of-dog-with-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5927335614575169738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5927335614575169738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/who-can-deny-picture-of-dog-with-snow.html' title='Who can deny a picture of a dog with snow on its nose? Not I.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUNuT1q1WaI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZxaKuZFUkyE/s72-c/via-Underbaraclara_Design-Crush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-23427121359258419</id><published>2011-01-26T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:34:03.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Cajun Chicken Pasta</title><content type='html'>I saw this recipe on Dresden's blog that she made up. Who just makes up recipes? Not me! So I follow other peoples. &lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe for &lt;a href="http://breakfast-lunch-and-dinner.blogspot.com/2010/12/cajun-chicken-pasta.html"&gt;Cajun Chicken Pasta. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good the first time that I make it once a week. Tonight I am going to try it with broccoli and zucchini. (Weird, they both have two C's. Strange.) YUM. It's way good. I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUC8tTCefkI/AAAAAAAABOs/-xsXLbSK3iI/s1600/IMG_5120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUC8tTCefkI/AAAAAAAABOs/-xsXLbSK3iI/s320/IMG_5120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566656625820728898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-23427121359258419?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/23427121359258419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/cajun-chicken-pasta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/23427121359258419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/23427121359258419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/cajun-chicken-pasta.html' title='Cajun Chicken Pasta'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TUC8tTCefkI/AAAAAAAABOs/-xsXLbSK3iI/s72-c/IMG_5120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-3126977217173933597</id><published>2011-01-20T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:13:49.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>She sounds like wild flowers and babies feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rgAfXEdU-hk" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this video on &lt;a href="http://www.girlsgonechild.net/search/label/mix%20tape?max-results=5"&gt;Girl'sGoneChild&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't just sit on this treasure and not share. Here's &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mistymillermusic"&gt;Misty's myspace page &lt;/a&gt;with more goodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to pretend it's spring by turning on the heater, opening the blinds and lay on a blanket in the middle of the living room now. Enjoy your Friday, whenever it comes. (Because mine comes on Thursday's now.) Friday can be any day of the week if you think about it hard enough, but not too hard. Entiendes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-3126977217173933597?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3126977217173933597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/she-sounds-like-wild-flowers-and-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3126977217173933597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3126977217173933597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/she-sounds-like-wild-flowers-and-babies.html' title='She sounds like wild flowers and babies feet.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rgAfXEdU-hk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9150285755820069166</id><published>2011-01-14T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:50:51.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Love and marriage</title><content type='html'>So I saw these two cute and funny things and thought I would be so kind and share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomywife.tumblr.com/"&gt;Here's the husband to the wife.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomyhusband.tumblr.com/"&gt;And the wife to the husband.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think both are pretty funny, but the wife one has some gems on it. &lt;br /&gt;**Warning, some of them are pretty dirty in the one from the wife. (Go figure.) But the husabnd one is mainly just cutesy to get someone to please marry him. Better yet, they should marry each other. Perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I HATE SOMETHING OF YOURS so much that I’m tempted to “accidentally” let it fall behind the washer &amp; dryer, I promise to first buy you a replacement to ease your separation anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATNESS BTW, don’t be mean to me when I get fat. It’s probably your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend! And a long one at that. HORRAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9150285755820069166?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9150285755820069166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-and-marriage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9150285755820069166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9150285755820069166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-and-marriage.html' title='Love and marriage'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4497751603627420211</id><published>2011-01-12T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:12:37.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>Really Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS5fTu1znFI/AAAAAAAABOk/8GoUPWg-OjM/s1600/3fa906f3d2836ac60abd08641e3bfc06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS5fTu1znFI/AAAAAAAABOk/8GoUPWg-OjM/s320/3fa906f3d2836ac60abd08641e3bfc06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561487382445005906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this girl is on The Bachelor. AND she did a little one liner on 30 Rock Season 2: Greenzo Episode. Don't worry, I will continue to watch the entire show for you, just in case Madison comes up again. No problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4497751603627420211?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4497751603627420211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/really-quick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4497751603627420211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4497751603627420211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/really-quick.html' title='Really Quick'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS5fTu1znFI/AAAAAAAABOk/8GoUPWg-OjM/s72-c/3fa906f3d2836ac60abd08641e3bfc06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8070498259371002533</id><published>2011-01-12T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T15:03:24.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS4yS_jbQxI/AAAAAAAABOc/RVRYvjjKlxc/s1600/Room-A-Novel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS4yS_jbQxI/AAAAAAAABOc/RVRYvjjKlxc/s320/Room-A-Novel1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561437891728196370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Room-Novel-Emma-Donoghue/dp/0316098337/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1294873343&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;good read&lt;/a&gt;, this is it. I am enchanted with this book. It is different than anything else I have read since it is written from a five year old's perspective. I am loving it and if you want to borrow it when I am done (oh and when Tyler is done as well), then it would be possible. I am almost done and I started a few days ago. &lt;br /&gt;(Plus it is half off on Amazon and free shipping with Prime!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8070498259371002533?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8070498259371002533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8070498259371002533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8070498259371002533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/room.html' title='Room'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TS4yS_jbQxI/AAAAAAAABOc/RVRYvjjKlxc/s72-c/Room-A-Novel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1578261466155732873</id><published>2011-01-11T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:48:54.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you accept this rose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSzBmtH35II/AAAAAAAABOU/_-Mw320hrtc/s1600/brad_womack3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSzBmtH35II/AAAAAAAABOU/_-Mw320hrtc/s320/brad_womack3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561032510587528322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Bachelor. Don't get me wrong. I love the show, but I just feel like it's getting so out of control. These girls have all studied past seasons to know how to get more air time and are using their knowledge. It's kind of annoying, but I can't stop watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1578261466155732873?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1578261466155732873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/will-you-accept-this-rose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1578261466155732873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1578261466155732873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/will-you-accept-this-rose.html' title='Will you accept this rose?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSzBmtH35II/AAAAAAAABOU/_-Mw320hrtc/s72-c/brad_womack3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1909376044580582028</id><published>2011-01-10T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:17:08.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><title type='text'>One day I am going to miss this, you are right.</title><content type='html'>One day I am going to miss having only 3 chairs for our "dinner table" which has green nail polish on it, among other things. And that day I will probably miss our neighbors barking dogs that always let me know that it was 8:45 AM if I was considering sleeping in. I am going to miss cleaning out everything in our fridge and freezer that could possibly smell because our apartment is stinky. I am going to miss Tyler's computer in the middle of our living room that's right next to the night stand that is holding our TV and all the DVD's we own. (Oh and in the small tiny miniscule drawers it even has every letter and card Tyler ever wrote me. I will never get rid of those.) I am going to miss having everything in one place because we don't have room for it anywhere else. And that "A TON" of laundry was two loads worth. I will miss the time when we knew that it was time to put away the laundry when our dressers had all of our clothes on them until there weren't any in the closet. (Then we would just repeat that one.) I will miss our tiny appliances and the 40 percent of working counter space and how it was impossible to make a full meal at one time. Make that 20 percent. I will miss that we kept our Christmas lights up because our porch light went out and we aren't going through the work of changing it. I will miss the power outages that happen a little too often around here. (Tyler always pays the bills on time.) Oh, I will definitely miss when Tyler paid all of the bills, that's for sure. I will miss our first little apartment with one bathroom in our room so having guests over is impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, right now, I'd really like 4 chairs for the dinner table and for the dogs downstairs to go to a "farm".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1909376044580582028?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1909376044580582028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-day-i-am-going-to-miss-this-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1909376044580582028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1909376044580582028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-day-i-am-going-to-miss-this-you-are.html' title='One day I am going to miss this, you are right.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6001215745349714171</id><published>2011-01-10T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T13:44:39.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Cats.</title><content type='html'>I really want to go to &lt;a href="http://soelboutique.blogspot.com/2011/01/craft-night.html"&gt;this. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers? I don't want to go alone really. But I will if I have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6001215745349714171?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6001215745349714171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/crafty-cats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6001215745349714171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6001215745349714171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/crafty-cats.html' title='Crafty Cats.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-978421496478368689</id><published>2011-01-05T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T19:44:53.372-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Uh huh uh huh. That's the way I like it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU6caFArzI/AAAAAAAABOM/yYG8w4i-1G4/s1600/Photo%2B47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU6caFArzI/AAAAAAAABOM/yYG8w4i-1G4/s320/Photo%2B47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558913574769831730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU6ACZ4SjI/AAAAAAAABOE/FRjFRG65PJI/s1600/Photo%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU6ACZ4SjI/AAAAAAAABOE/FRjFRG65PJI/s320/Photo%2B113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558913087378573874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5_7kj2aI/AAAAAAAABN8/jaGcwQdP7lk/s1600/Photo%2B116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5_7kj2aI/AAAAAAAABN8/jaGcwQdP7lk/s320/Photo%2B116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558913085544323490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5vsgUKRI/AAAAAAAABN0/-ned3LZPeN0/s1600/Photo%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5vsgUKRI/AAAAAAAABN0/-ned3LZPeN0/s320/Photo%2B115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558912806622079250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5vRqTBdI/AAAAAAAABNc/gvoIrThSPbQ/s1600/Photo%2B50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU5vRqTBdI/AAAAAAAABNc/gvoIrThSPbQ/s320/Photo%2B50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558912799416190418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both pretty normal. And that's how we like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-978421496478368689?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/978421496478368689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/uh-huh-uh-huh-thats-way-i-like-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/978421496478368689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/978421496478368689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/uh-huh-uh-huh-thats-way-i-like-it.html' title='Uh huh uh huh. That&apos;s the way I like it.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSU6caFArzI/AAAAAAAABOM/yYG8w4i-1G4/s72-c/Photo%2B47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5775544756991086117</id><published>2011-01-03T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T08:25:52.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3hIHgjpI/AAAAAAAABNU/kyrRr1d9m84/s1600/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3hIHgjpI/AAAAAAAABNU/kyrRr1d9m84/s320/DSCN0507.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995563638623890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this cape for Milo, notice the M. But, Lucy wears it all the time. I may just have to make her one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3g2Tq4aI/AAAAAAAABNM/FirfROa8tCg/s1600/DSCN0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3g2Tq4aI/AAAAAAAABNM/FirfROa8tCg/s320/DSCN0503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995558857793954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3gp-x2QI/AAAAAAAABNE/qGQhrQVL2pQ/s1600/DSCN0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3gp-x2QI/AAAAAAAABNE/qGQhrQVL2pQ/s320/DSCN0500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995555548944642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may love Lucy, just a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3gPXpkxI/AAAAAAAABM8/icpBi2jKhPM/s1600/DSCN0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3gPXpkxI/AAAAAAAABM8/icpBi2jKhPM/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557995548405502738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they aren't my children, but this is how we spent our New Years. Not Eve because I fell asleep on Tyler's lap watching a movie at 9:45 PM. We were both long asleep before midnight, but we made up for it on New Years day. We spent the night with Amanda and Ben. They made us dinner and we got their children ready for bed and played with them in return. We just sat around and told stories and I thought I was going to pee my pants at one point. (If you have ever met Ben, he can do this to someone with his story telling. He has some good ones.) &lt;br /&gt;It was the greatest way I can think of to spend the first day of this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5775544756991086117?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5775544756991086117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-made-this-cape-for-milo-notice-m.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5775544756991086117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5775544756991086117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-made-this-cape-for-milo-notice-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSH3hIHgjpI/AAAAAAAABNU/kyrRr1d9m84/s72-c/DSCN0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-3099111022656724410</id><published>2011-01-02T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:15:54.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumf. Humf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSEUw3sKvxI/AAAAAAAABM0/QnzEMo9vA68/s1600/Mumford-Sons-sighnomore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSEUw3sKvxI/AAAAAAAABM0/QnzEMo9vA68/s320/Mumford-Sons-sighnomore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557746244967382802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Mumford and Sons" playlist on Pandora is great. I have listened it dry. You know, like how you would drink from a well until it's dry. Especially in this parched music phase I am in. Thank you Pandora.&lt;br /&gt;Your pal who would always answer the phone for you,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-3099111022656724410?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3099111022656724410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/mumf-humf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3099111022656724410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3099111022656724410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2011/01/mumf-humf.html' title='Mumf. Humf.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TSEUw3sKvxI/AAAAAAAABM0/QnzEMo9vA68/s72-c/Mumford-Sons-sighnomore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8130017780796448275</id><published>2010-12-29T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:44:31.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updating'/><title type='text'>Papes don't sell papes. Newsies sell papes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRvjavsfgSI/AAAAAAAABMk/DMtznEria9I/s1600/Photo%2B31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRvjavsfgSI/AAAAAAAABMk/DMtznEria9I/s320/Photo%2B31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556284613910823202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and I had to take a picture of us on our porch with all the snow. Very Christmasesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRvjajdYiyI/AAAAAAAABMs/D-ZkyZjFiDY/s1600/Photo%2B46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRvjajdYiyI/AAAAAAAABMs/D-ZkyZjFiDY/s320/Photo%2B46.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556284610626226978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my hairs cut. I got myself some bangs again. This time I like them even better. I thought I needed to share this huge news with all of the five people who faithfully read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8130017780796448275?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8130017780796448275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/papes-dont-sell-papes-newsies-sell.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8130017780796448275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8130017780796448275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/papes-dont-sell-papes-newsies-sell.html' title='Papes don&apos;t sell papes. Newsies sell papes.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRvjavsfgSI/AAAAAAAABMk/DMtznEria9I/s72-c/Photo%2B31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7614261715614817735</id><published>2010-12-27T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:14:07.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Late Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wKj92352UAE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/wKj92352UAE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler was watching this movie and I asked what it was. This is the explanation I got:&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "What is this?"&lt;br /&gt;Tyler: "Do you know that Joey Fatone is spelled like Joey FAT ONE. Get it, he is the fat one in the group."&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Yes I get it. Send me the link so I can blog the random things you say like this."&lt;br /&gt;Tyler: "Oh yeah you grind up on that lady. Oh yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure he didn't hear me when I asked what the video was because he was too involved in watching the dang thing. Now he is singing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7614261715614817735?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7614261715614817735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/late-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7614261715614817735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7614261715614817735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/late-christmas.html' title='Late Christmas'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8439023277165785310</id><published>2010-12-21T18:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:19:24.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cooking</title><content type='html'>Tonight for Christmas presents I made some treats. &lt;br /&gt;I made these &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/12/soft-chocolate-caramels-sugar-rush-6.html"&gt;chocolate caramels&lt;/a&gt;. I am scared to see how they turn out since I can't seem to cook caramel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRFfF9nc9iI/AAAAAAAABMQ/GiORUHxJPUg/s1600/Caramel-BLOG-450x272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRFfF9nc9iI/AAAAAAAABMQ/GiORUHxJPUg/s320/Caramel-BLOG-450x272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553324371568555554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made &lt;a href="http://http://jamiecooksitup.blogspot.com/2010/12/creamy-dreamy-fudge.html"&gt;chocolate fudge&lt;/a&gt;. It was so yummy. I didn't even save any for us, but maybe I will just have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRFfh-YPE9I/AAAAAAAABMY/Y7AjNMN5-fM/s1600/dont%2Bdry%2Bout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRFfh-YPE9I/AAAAAAAABMY/Y7AjNMN5-fM/s320/dont%2Bdry%2Bout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553324852809503698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made toffee. &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com//Recipe/best-toffee-ever---super-easy/Detail.aspx"&gt;Home made toffee&lt;/a&gt;. I was pretty impressed with myself because it tasted so yummy. I may make another batch later just for kicks and giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all pretty easy too. Imagine that! Yummy and easy is the way to go. Especially because they are going to make great Christmas presents. And they were made with love so that makes them even yummier, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8439023277165785310?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8439023277165785310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cooking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8439023277165785310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8439023277165785310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cooking.html' title='Christmas Cooking'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TRFfF9nc9iI/AAAAAAAABMQ/GiORUHxJPUg/s72-c/Caramel-BLOG-450x272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-294933411469435702</id><published>2010-12-08T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T16:05:58.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that John Lennon DIED?</title><content type='html'>Yep, 30 years ago today. I didn't know it was that long ago though. What a bad Beatles fan I am. Oh wait, EVERYONE is a Beatles fan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wgrrQwLdME8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/wgrrQwLdME8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory of a child singing your song as a foreign speaker to your native tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a side note, I have to write a paper before tomorrow, and I don't have time because I wasted it all today. Whoops. My bad.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-294933411469435702?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/294933411469435702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/did-you-know-that-john-lennon-died.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/294933411469435702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/294933411469435702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/did-you-know-that-john-lennon-died.html' title='Did you know that John Lennon DIED?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7092178631783121983</id><published>2010-12-05T08:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:49:25.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really quick, &lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for spell check on the computer. And as I said this to Tyler I said "word check" and he said too bad you don't have mouth check. RUDE. But a little funny. Thank heavens for my computer and the word check so I don't look stupid for spelling posessed wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7092178631783121983?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7092178631783121983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/really-quick-i-am-grateful-for-spell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7092178631783121983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7092178631783121983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/really-quick-i-am-grateful-for-spell.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6097898243514345950</id><published>2010-12-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:40:07.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Shutterfly Free Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>In order to get free Christmas (most likely to be sent out after Christmas), I will be pimping out my blog for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;But Shutterfly is giving away free cards so I figure why not. You can do it &lt;a href="http://blog.shutterfly.com/5358/holiday2010-blog-submission-form/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;too, if you would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have cute Christmas cards though and you can put pictures on them. Joy Astle took our pictures in like 5 seconds. It was perfect, Tyler wasn't even cranky about it either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have way cute cards. I kind of want this one &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/cards-stationery/holiday-love-sketch-christmas-5x7-folded-card?sortType=1&amp;storeNode=93496"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as shown below. They are cute and not super expensive, especially if you have lots of people to give them to. (Not that we do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrr-RUp5YI/AAAAAAAABLk/IkfhUC1QSVI/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_FOLDED_5x7-27137-2931-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741683000129080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrr-RUp5YI/AAAAAAAABLk/IkfhUC1QSVI/s320/STATIONERYCARD_FOLDED_5x7-27137-2931-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741683000129080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547005346094638466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/cards-stationery/peppermint-gift-wrap-christmas-card?sortType=1&amp;storeNode=93496"&gt;this card&lt;/a&gt; is super cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrseBjj67I/AAAAAAAABLs/9mkmM2_giBk/s1600/STATIONERYCARD_5x5-31046-2934-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741739000162852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrseBjj67I/AAAAAAAABLs/9mkmM2_giBk/s320/STATIONERYCARD_5x5-31046-2934-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741739000162852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547005891618007986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery/cards-stationery/gifted-tag-christmas-4x8-photo-card-4x8-photo?sortType=1&amp;storeNode=93480"&gt;these one's &lt;/a&gt;are cheaper and way easy. They are the flat one's you know what I am talking about? Not a full on card, but then you don't have to think of things to say to people like when you write thank you notes from your wedding and sometimes after like 300 don't know what to say. Yeah, these are a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrs_h4G3hI/AAAAAAAABL0/hKO8rhIiY2k/s1600/PHOTOCARD-3-4200-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128209198300055373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrs_h4G3hI/AAAAAAAABL0/hKO8rhIiY2k/s320/PHOTOCARD-3-4200-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v128209198300055373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547006467229802002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, these cute cards make me want to steal Milo and Lucy and The Girl's and make a cute card from my family. But, that would be creepy because they aren't my kids. Darn, maybe in like 5 Christmas's we will have our own little one to put on a card and flaunt our perfect family. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6097898243514345950?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6097898243514345950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/shutterfly-free-christmas-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6097898243514345950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6097898243514345950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/shutterfly-free-christmas-cards.html' title='Shutterfly Free Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrr-RUp5YI/AAAAAAAABLk/IkfhUC1QSVI/s72-c/STATIONERYCARD_FOLDED_5x7-27137-2931-MERCHLARGE_FRONT-v1288741683000129080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-3584031382586485397</id><published>2010-12-04T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T16:58:34.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fine Day.</title><content type='html'>We got Netflix. People, I am telling you, you must get it. It is so great. We got the $9 a month one but they even have cheaper options. Isn't that bonkers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get netflix. You will not regret it. WHAT SO EVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrjdvnT1uI/AAAAAAAABLU/iORKUWZLeFc/s1600/IMG_8002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrjdvnT1uI/AAAAAAAABLU/iORKUWZLeFc/s320/IMG_8002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546995991197243106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture has nothing to do with this post but they are pretty fun and so is netflix. There, I tied it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-3584031382586485397?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3584031382586485397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-fine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3584031382586485397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/3584031382586485397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-fine-day.html' title='One Fine Day.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPrjdvnT1uI/AAAAAAAABLU/iORKUWZLeFc/s72-c/IMG_8002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2679215239778736753</id><published>2010-12-02T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:14:02.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><title type='text'>There will be tears and perhaps some blood.</title><content type='html'>Lizi leaves on Wednesday. The family won't be the same, that's for sure. Last night she and Kylee and Cole came up to go to Training Table and we were all in our living room talking and Lizi got Tyler laughing so hard, and they both were laughing. I secretly wanted to cry because I will miss that a lot. You want to know who can make anyone laugh? Lizi. One time we told my sister that we were going to give her unborn child, Lucy, a facial (like we used to in Dodgeball) and it was one of the best laughs I've had. (Hey Lizi, remember that time when I threw the ball and it hit foxtrot on the head so perfectly. He was out and I can die happy knowing that I did that.) I could go on for days about how much the Pack's here in Sandy (that's just me and Tyler, but still) will miss her. But Lizi, we really will. And in 18 months we will see you in Florida cause we are coming. I don't care what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_3eFwsI/AAAAAAAABLM/NKIs_zME_do/s1600/web%2B%252823%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_3eFwsI/AAAAAAAABLM/NKIs_zME_do/s320/web%2B%252823%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546256606096114370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_a1OgeI/AAAAAAAABLE/Y8n-zf8vVcU/s1600/web%2B%252819%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_a1OgeI/AAAAAAAABLE/Y8n-zf8vVcU/s320/web%2B%252819%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546256598408528354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_EgjkbI/AAAAAAAABK8/MyuXs9X2d0Q/s1600/web%2B%252813%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_EgjkbI/AAAAAAAABK8/MyuXs9X2d0Q/s320/web%2B%252813%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546256592416248242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC-1bMp5I/AAAAAAAABK0/WgBuWAsPY6Q/s1600/web%2B%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC-1bMp5I/AAAAAAAABK0/WgBuWAsPY6Q/s320/web%2B%252811%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546256588367243154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC-kWhm-I/AAAAAAAABKs/ZTps_xxK6oY/s1600/web%2B%25285%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC-kWhm-I/AAAAAAAABKs/ZTps_xxK6oY/s320/web%2B%25285%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546256583784242146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2679215239778736753?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2679215239778736753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-will-be-tears-and-perhaps-some.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2679215239778736753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2679215239778736753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-will-be-tears-and-perhaps-some.html' title='There will be tears and perhaps some blood.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPhC_3eFwsI/AAAAAAAABLM/NKIs_zME_do/s72-c/web%2B%252823%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5994489299030722310</id><published>2010-11-27T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T08:46:17.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Speaking of Taylor...</title><content type='html'>On a side note... Tyler and I were in the car running errands last Monday getting ready for Thanksgiving. So, we are in the car getting on the I-215 going East. (Not that that's important, but my guy friends who are on missions would ask which way we were heading and where we were just to be jerks.) And Tyler looks at me and says, "I bet I know the words better to the new T Swift CD than you do." We had a challenge and I know all the words and he knew all the words. So it was a tie. He secretly loves her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPE1xyKiBvI/AAAAAAAABKk/SnqIhLoZ640/s1600/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPE1xyKiBvI/AAAAAAAABKk/SnqIhLoZ640/s320/DSC01774.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544271745665599218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And at that moment, I knew. I knew without a doubt that Tyler was the boy that I was supposed to marry. It was kind of a big moment. An "AHA" moment as Oprah would say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5994489299030722310?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5994489299030722310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/speaking-of-taylor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5994489299030722310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5994489299030722310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/speaking-of-taylor.html' title='Speaking of Taylor...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TPE1xyKiBvI/AAAAAAAABKk/SnqIhLoZ640/s72-c/DSC01774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1984830804755804641</id><published>2010-11-27T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T08:34:09.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>T Sweezy cause I'm a rap star. Obvi it's a thug story.</title><content type='html'>I don't have a voice and I am a sickie. But, my husband turned this on and I became a giddy little girl. &lt;br /&gt;I love her! I am thankful for T Swift on Thanksgiving 2 days ago. Because we would be bff's if we knew each other and she would write a song about me and Tyler like she did on her first album, Mary's Song. Well, obviously that would all happen if we knew each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/movies-specials-more/video/taylor-swift-speak-now/1262168/"&gt;GO watch this video&lt;/a&gt;. She is the cutest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1984830804755804641?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1984830804755804641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/t-sweezy-cause-im-rap-star-obvi-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1984830804755804641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1984830804755804641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/t-sweezy-cause-im-rap-star-obvi-its.html' title='T Sweezy cause I&apos;m a rap star. Obvi it&apos;s a thug story.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6691190854275270740</id><published>2010-11-22T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:32:04.401-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Gobble Gobble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/MLzDfVQxXvOE-_55KvxQWw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/MLzDfVQxXvOE-_55KvxQWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6691190854275270740?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6691190854275270740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/gobble-gobble.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6691190854275270740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6691190854275270740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble Gobble.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1112947210050429422</id><published>2010-11-19T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:42:39.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Dear Betty Crocker/Aunt Jemima. Love Aunt Jemima/Betty Crocker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcnTtKkFwI/AAAAAAAABKc/J4sTJdFqtXA/s1600/232323232-fp-94-nu%253D3378-%253B42-466-WSNRCG%253D3374%253B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcnTtKkFwI/AAAAAAAABKc/J4sTJdFqtXA/s320/232323232-fp-94-nu%253D3378-%253B42-466-WSNRCG%253D3374%253B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541441085997586178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcnTIUKzLI/AAAAAAAABKU/44HHcPvn2fU/s1600/help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcnTIUKzLI/AAAAAAAABKU/44HHcPvn2fU/s320/help.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541441076105759922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmeB75OPI/AAAAAAAABKM/yKw3IV-gKV8/s1600/ash%2Bparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmeB75OPI/AAAAAAAABKM/yKw3IV-gKV8/s320/ash%2Bparty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541440163860265202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdsltZWI/AAAAAAAABKE/E6C7tL3CvXc/s1600/DSC04686_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdsltZWI/AAAAAAAABKE/E6C7tL3CvXc/s320/DSC04686_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541440158130070882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdcEga3I/AAAAAAAABJ8/W4Fs_Hxp9ZQ/s1600/DSC03634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdcEga3I/AAAAAAAABJ8/W4Fs_Hxp9ZQ/s320/DSC03634.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541440153695841138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdIDXEwI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dLN94pOhJi4/s1600/camera%2B413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmdIDXEwI/AAAAAAAABJ0/dLN94pOhJi4/s320/camera%2B413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541440148322325250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmcg79eTI/AAAAAAAABJs/sGXJ4X2sJbY/s1600/DSC02789_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcmcg79eTI/AAAAAAAABJs/sGXJ4X2sJbY/s320/DSC02789_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541440137822304562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be married, but that doesn't mean that I don't I miss the Silly to my Billy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1112947210050429422?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1112947210050429422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-betty-crockeraunt-jemima-love-aunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1112947210050429422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1112947210050429422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-betty-crockeraunt-jemima-love-aunt.html' title='Dear Betty Crocker/Aunt Jemima. Love Aunt Jemima/Betty Crocker.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcnTtKkFwI/AAAAAAAABKc/J4sTJdFqtXA/s72-c/232323232-fp-94-nu%253D3378-%253B42-466-WSNRCG%253D3374%253B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6300350837342146178</id><published>2010-11-19T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:08:10.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>In the shnerfington's of time, I don't gots none. (Just like Harry don't gots a wand anymore.)</title><content type='html'>I have all these ideas. I have a whole folder full of ideas on my computer. I just haven't gotten there yet. Maybe in like 2013 when I am out of PA school. (Let's face it, I won't get around to it there either.) A girl that I worked with once, &lt;a href="http://www.dresdencarrie.com/2010/11/things-im-loving-right-now.html"&gt;Dresden&lt;/a&gt;, she gives cute ideas on her blog and if you don't have time to make them, like me, you can call her and she will make these cute things for you. Such a good idea because let's face it, we don't have time people. Right? (I say right with a question mark, but I really say it like it's a period at the end.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcebliDoWI/AAAAAAAABJk/m7vIsC5raGs/s1600/IMG_6398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcebliDoWI/AAAAAAAABJk/m7vIsC5raGs/s320/IMG_6398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541431325782942050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcea6MGFMI/AAAAAAAABJc/dv4pQhH4Ssc/s1600/3948651270_b42173307e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcea6MGFMI/AAAAAAAABJc/dv4pQhH4Ssc/s320/3948651270_b42173307e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541431314148103362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOceap384bI/AAAAAAAABJU/yTzWNLFX9dI/s1600/045c160c1568470c9bd2d5d41246c68f_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOceap384bI/AAAAAAAABJU/yTzWNLFX9dI/s320/045c160c1568470c9bd2d5d41246c68f_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541431309768647090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOceaX2dR9I/AAAAAAAABJM/oufnuO2cLXo/s1600/il_430xN.76552040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOceaX2dR9I/AAAAAAAABJM/oufnuO2cLXo/s320/il_430xN.76552040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541431304930543570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't remember where any of these pictures are from. This folder isn't a new thing, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6300350837342146178?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6300350837342146178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-shnerfingtons-of-time-i-dont-gots.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6300350837342146178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6300350837342146178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-shnerfingtons-of-time-i-dont-gots.html' title='In the shnerfington&apos;s of time, I don&apos;t gots none. (Just like Harry don&apos;t gots a wand anymore.)'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOcebliDoWI/AAAAAAAABJk/m7vIsC5raGs/s72-c/IMG_6398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5548604828639360730</id><published>2010-11-17T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:52:33.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>How many links does it take to get to the center of a blog post?</title><content type='html'>We are having &lt;a href="http://tracychristiansen.blogspot.com/"&gt;friends &lt;/a&gt; over tomorrow night before we go to HP together.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make yummy treats and just fell to the defaults:&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;a href="http://pinchmysalt.com/2006/10/02/mini-pumpkin-cheesecakes/"&gt;yummies&lt;/a&gt; (which never look like the pictures).**&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.justcookalready.com/2010/11/apple-brickle-dip.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; that I have been living off of for the past 2 weeks. (Apples are fruits!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had these (if DK had a blog I would link you to him, but he is still the nicest guy I've ever met.) &lt;a href="http://emilywanda.blogspot.com/"&gt;pals&lt;/a&gt; over on Monday. &lt;a href="http://lds.org/hf/fhe/welcome/0,16785,4210-1,00.html"&gt;FHE&lt;/a&gt;, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our house still smells like Indian food. But, Tyler just called so I have to make kilbasa and perojies for our din din. From yours truly, Sarah Martin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Remember to put the mini cheesecake pan, on the Christmas list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5548604828639360730?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5548604828639360730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-many-links-does-it-take-to-get-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5548604828639360730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5548604828639360730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-many-links-does-it-take-to-get-to.html' title='How many links does it take to get to the center of a blog post?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9159804998218151407</id><published>2010-11-17T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:33:42.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Metallica, what else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TORXsLpepZI/AAAAAAAABJE/hKTg_gjYyVI/s1600/Photo%2B400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TORXsLpepZI/AAAAAAAABJE/hKTg_gjYyVI/s320/Photo%2B400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540649858125178258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TORXsDJzmGI/AAAAAAAABI8/BXGwEPgk3-4/s1600/Photo%2B401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TORXsDJzmGI/AAAAAAAABI8/BXGwEPgk3-4/s320/Photo%2B401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540649855844849762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? &lt;br /&gt;I got these metallic shoes for 6 dollars today at Kohl's. They are on mega sale today! Go get them, now. &lt;br /&gt;(I haven't been in that store since I was with my Meema and took me there Black Friday a million years ago.)&lt;br /&gt;And I bought boots I will unveil later I am sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE DAY TILL HPPT7. (Harry Potter Part 7 duh.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9159804998218151407?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9159804998218151407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/metallica-what-else.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9159804998218151407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9159804998218151407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/metallica-what-else.html' title='Metallica, what else?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TORXsLpepZI/AAAAAAAABJE/hKTg_gjYyVI/s72-c/Photo%2B400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5192956124049070455</id><published>2010-11-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:52:41.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one goes out to EHaws.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cR355DjT4fM"&gt;This makes it 100 times better. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNnpNY3zPQQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/qNnpNY3zPQQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOQINWDx4GI/AAAAAAAABI0/AhtOZniUSos/s1600/n617727847_1581794_5232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOQINWDx4GI/AAAAAAAABI0/AhtOZniUSos/s320/n617727847_1581794_5232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540562466925305954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOQINJr0FeI/AAAAAAAABIs/9fwgiqhZRAI/s1600/IMG_2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOQINJr0FeI/AAAAAAAABIs/9fwgiqhZRAI/s320/IMG_2769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540562463603561954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are both completely normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5192956124049070455?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5192956124049070455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-one-goes-out-to-ehaws.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5192956124049070455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5192956124049070455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-one-goes-out-to-ehaws.html' title='This one goes out to EHaws.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TOQINWDx4GI/AAAAAAAABI0/AhtOZniUSos/s72-c/n617727847_1581794_5232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7188272867768401331</id><published>2010-11-12T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:49:24.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>You really can't blame me.</title><content type='html'>You know it is taking all my will power not to just click my size and check on out. &lt;br /&gt;(If I knew my new CC* number by heart, it would be done and the wrath of the husband would have to punish me becuase I would not feel bad.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=&amp;id=19356609&amp;catId=SHOPSALE-DRESSES&amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-DRESSES&amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;sortProperties=&amp;navCount=70&amp;navAction=top&amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;color=004&amp;isSubcategory=&amp;isProduct=true&amp;isBigImage=&amp;templateType=E"&gt;This dress &lt;/a&gt;is bananas. It is gorgeous to say the least. I would wear it at least every Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TN4Jc6HQN0I/AAAAAAAABIk/mFaOqOl67SY/s1600/19356609_004_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TN4Jc6HQN0I/AAAAAAAABIk/mFaOqOl67SY/s320/19356609_004_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538874983952955202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=&amp;id=18888750&amp;catId=SHOPSALE-LOUNGEWEAR&amp;pushId=SHOPSALE-LOUNGEWEAR&amp;popId=SHOPSALE&amp;sortProperties=&amp;navCount=325&amp;navAction=top&amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;color=009&amp;isSubcategory=&amp;isProduct=true&amp;isBigImage=&amp;templateType=E"&gt;These pants&lt;/a&gt; are really sweats. Genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TN4JciO-20I/AAAAAAAABIc/w_wgSuHO_hg/s1600/18888750_009_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TN4JciO-20I/AAAAAAAABIc/w_wgSuHO_hg/s320/18888750_009_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538874977542921026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can purchase both of them in a 4 and small if you want to have them shipped straight to my apartment, I understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**CC means Credit Card. And yes, I do memorize the numbers because I have found I have needed to use the number more than once on an important occasion. And when driving and needing to give your number to someone, it's not safe to be pulling out your wallet. Hands at 2 and 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7188272867768401331?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7188272867768401331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-really-cant-blame-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7188272867768401331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7188272867768401331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-really-cant-blame-me.html' title='You really can&apos;t blame me.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TN4Jc6HQN0I/AAAAAAAABIk/mFaOqOl67SY/s72-c/19356609_004_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4644500656198472509</id><published>2010-11-11T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:16:55.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get the barf bags ready.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6x9j7fI/AAAAAAAABIU/HoQ2PG-aGQU/s1600/IMG_6446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6x9j7fI/AAAAAAAABIU/HoQ2PG-aGQU/s320/IMG_6446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538480772486524402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6um-UsI/AAAAAAAABIM/yODcHQgbBCo/s1600/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6um-UsI/AAAAAAAABIM/yODcHQgbBCo/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538480771586478786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6dvlG0I/AAAAAAAABIE/Q6CMOsUxn0o/s1600/IMG_3742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6dvlG0I/AAAAAAAABIE/Q6CMOsUxn0o/s320/IMG_3742.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538480767059172162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we dated we flirted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4644500656198472509?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4644500656198472509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/get-barf-bags-ready.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4644500656198472509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4644500656198472509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/get-barf-bags-ready.html' title='Get the barf bags ready.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TNyi6x9j7fI/AAAAAAAABIU/HoQ2PG-aGQU/s72-c/IMG_6446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9093265587808170825</id><published>2010-11-11T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:05:41.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Tayson isn't his real name. Don't let him fool you like he did me.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes Tyler says funny things and is more creative than me. &lt;br /&gt;If you don't believe me, &lt;a href="http://taysonakatyler.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#2915143487305620961"&gt;look.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you so. I will work on my creativity and ironicism. (No, I don't think it's a real word, but it should be.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9093265587808170825?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9093265587808170825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/tayson-isnt-his-real-name-dont-let-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9093265587808170825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9093265587808170825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/tayson-isnt-his-real-name-dont-let-him.html' title='Tayson isn&apos;t his real name. Don&apos;t let him fool you like he did me.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1193987180907240107</id><published>2010-11-07T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:01:03.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world. -HootyandtheBlowFish (Or something.)</title><content type='html'>Dear Worlds (Because everything I say is a plural, like Halloweens and Easters, maybe just holidays but that's okay),&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the neglect. Really I am sorry. I am sorry I have been busy and buts lately too. I am just so done with this semester and still have a month left that I haven't evened signed up for classes for next semester. And neither has my husband so we are both going to get screwed out of classes we need. But, I am not even sorry for that. Because we are so done right now. And finally when I think I am getting the hang of things, he is getting a new job with a new schedule. Kill me now please. So, it will take me a while to get my life to revolve around me again and until that happens I won't have new pictures to share with you. I haven't even taken any since we were on our honeymoon. And we looked really cute today going to church. Should have had a photo shoot. Better luck next time we both look cute. (Plan on a few months.)&lt;br /&gt;I really do love you. I do. I don't mean to neglect you, world, but I am. &lt;br /&gt;So until I stop, &lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;PS. I am going to stop hating Christmas and being Scrooge because Tyler reminded me tonight in the car that I was last year. I am sorry my life was busy and messy then, but now I will stop the non sense. So in return, forgive me for ignoring the crap out of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1193987180907240107?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1193987180907240107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-story-of-girl-who-cried-river.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1193987180907240107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1193987180907240107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-story-of-girl-who-cried-river.html' title='This is the story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world. -HootyandtheBlowFish (Or something.)'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6902935561777236503</id><published>2010-11-01T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:17:21.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought my husband was going to kill me.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday my sister asked us to bring rolls to dinner. Okay? Easy enough. I had lots of Pilsbury ones from coups. So I make them after church. So I do as I am told and make them and bring them even in a cake case with a handle that we registered for that Tyler said we wouldn't use!&lt;br /&gt;So I forgot to turn off the oven when I pulled the rolls out. FORGOT. I told Tyler over gmail cause it couldn't wait till he got home. And he just said he was thankful nothing burned down. Really? That's all. I got off easy on this one but I am sweating in our apartment right now. No wonder it's been so stinkin hot. &lt;br /&gt;I am going to be more careful when dealing with the oven. I have burnt myself in the last 2 weeks and kept it on for TWENTY FOUR HOURS STRAIGHT. Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6902935561777236503?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6902935561777236503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-thought-my-husband-was-going-to-kill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6902935561777236503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6902935561777236503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-thought-my-husband-was-going-to-kill.html' title='I thought my husband was going to kill me.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5217454873478552879</id><published>2010-10-23T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T18:23:47.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Buh dum, ba dum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/8322868?portrait=0&amp;amp;color=b400f0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8322868"&gt;Yours Truly Presents: The Morning Benders "Excuses"&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/yourstruly"&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop posting videos but I have not stopped watching and listening to this song. I think that this video is just the neatest idea and am jealous that I am not musically talented. But you know, if every one was musically talented it would make me hate music. Just like when everyone buys a nice camera and thinks they are a photographer. (Not knocking photography because some people are really good at it. It was just an example.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5217454873478552879?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5217454873478552879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/buh-dum-ba-dum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5217454873478552879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5217454873478552879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/buh-dum-ba-dum.html' title='Buh dum, ba dum.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7574482839736027262</id><published>2010-10-23T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T09:15:40.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>"And I have some other great qualities."</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14190306" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14190306"&gt;MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user4509398"&gt;Dean Fleischer-Camp&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really is genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7574482839736027262?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7574482839736027262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-i-have-some-other-great-qualities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7574482839736027262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7574482839736027262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-i-have-some-other-great-qualities.html' title='&quot;And I have some other great qualities.&quot;'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1366348489390883704</id><published>2010-10-22T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:21:57.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Tres meses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TMIqMhus-AI/AAAAAAAABH8/C8LHsAGsz6o/s1600/IMG_8220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TMIqMhus-AI/AAAAAAAABH8/C8LHsAGsz6o/s320/IMG_8220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531029687065442306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it's been only 3 months? Can you believe that 3 months has flown by? That's how I feel. Both of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Tyler,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for staying married to me for 3 months. It really has been my pleasure. Here's to the next 3 and the 3 after that and so on and so forth. Let's always have this much fun, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TMIp3CTIxSI/AAAAAAAABH0/AZfYeGgPYfU/s1600/IMG_8181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TMIp3CTIxSI/AAAAAAAABH0/AZfYeGgPYfU/s320/IMG_8181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531029317851071778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1366348489390883704?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1366348489390883704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/tres-meses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1366348489390883704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1366348489390883704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/tres-meses.html' title='Tres meses.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TMIqMhus-AI/AAAAAAAABH8/C8LHsAGsz6o/s72-c/IMG_8220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6208014532323659577</id><published>2010-10-22T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T16:37:23.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><title type='text'>The Counter, more like The Crapper (for leaving me).</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time I loved to eat at this restaurant. It was called The Counter in Gateway. I used to work right by it and would dish out the 9$ for a veggie burger every now and again. BUT then they closed and it sucked. Because they had the best veggie burgers ever. They had some sort of black bean, corn thing going. It was goooood. &lt;br /&gt;So number 1. Does anyone know of a place with good veggie burgers?&lt;br /&gt;And 2. Is that place still open and not going to close soon? Because I just can't do this whole I fall in love and you leave me thing anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;My deepest regards, (what does that mean? I am not too sure.)&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. That was the first time I have ever spelt restaurants right by myself without a correction from my little spell checker. Pretty stoked that my college education is paying off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6208014532323659577?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6208014532323659577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/counter-more-like-crapper-for-leaving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6208014532323659577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6208014532323659577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/counter-more-like-crapper-for-leaving.html' title='The Counter, more like The Crapper (for leaving me).'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7389894230303529175</id><published>2010-10-20T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:51:32.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>All because two people fell in love and made the best TV show ever. (Two people didn't really fall in love for it to happen.) Longest title evah.</title><content type='html'>I just ran up the stairs to my apartment. All 3 flights. AND skipped from the bus stop to my car because...&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT GLEE WAS GOING TO BE ONLINE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I wrong. I take back the skipping and running home. Way to ruin my day stupid Glee who wasn't on last night, but I didn't even know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I think about it, no one on FB last  night said how much they loved it, so I should have known.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will get off my sorry butt and go do something else now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7389894230303529175?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7389894230303529175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-because-two-people-fell-in-love-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7389894230303529175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7389894230303529175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-because-two-people-fell-in-love-and.html' title='All because two people fell in love and made the best TV show ever. (Two people didn&apos;t really fall in love for it to happen.) Longest title evah.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7798841558514239763</id><published>2010-10-19T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T14:55:00.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Household'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving'/><title type='text'>Coups. Fo reals.</title><content type='html'>So I promised Tyler I wouldn't go to the store unless it was a mega "WOW" deal on Savvy Shopper or if we needed something really bad. Like chicken, which we do.&lt;br /&gt;So today I saw that Walgreen's had some mega "WOW" deals so I had to go.&lt;br /&gt;I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TL4So0wRgEI/AAAAAAAABHs/VGR-rFd5y_Y/s1600/IMG_8337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TL4So0wRgEI/AAAAAAAABHs/VGR-rFd5y_Y/s320/IMG_8337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529877885022732354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Bags of Ricola cough drops: Sale Price:$1.00, I Paid: With the Walgreen's coupon for $.50 off and I had a manufacturer's coupon for $.50 off so they were FREE. That's right, all 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Men's Nivea body washes: Sale Price: $2.50 I Paid: With the 3.00 off coupon from this weeks papers, they were -.50. Yes, I made $.50 on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Women's Nivea body washes: Sale Price: $2.50 I Paid: With the $3.00 off of 2 coupon, $.50 &lt;br /&gt;(But since I made $.50 from the others, I was okay with that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: $44.16&lt;br /&gt;I PAID: $1.77 (The tax on the items.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whammy. That is how it is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7798841558514239763?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7798841558514239763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/coups-fo-reals.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7798841558514239763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7798841558514239763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/coups-fo-reals.html' title='Coups. Fo reals.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TL4So0wRgEI/AAAAAAAABHs/VGR-rFd5y_Y/s72-c/IMG_8337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-720382745305161064</id><published>2010-10-16T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:40:36.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Doesn't this just melt your heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT3Y82WRI/AAAAAAAABHk/1e4Nqu6blzo/s1600/IMG_8328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT3Y82WRI/AAAAAAAABHk/1e4Nqu6blzo/s320/IMG_8328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823703606286610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT3L69M7I/AAAAAAAABHc/_SJJsDlKE9Y/s1600/IMG_8326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT3L69M7I/AAAAAAAABHc/_SJJsDlKE9Y/s320/IMG_8326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823700108686258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT2iPJ2ZI/AAAAAAAABHU/UiTJS_jW4qg/s1600/IMG_8334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT2iPJ2ZI/AAAAAAAABHU/UiTJS_jW4qg/s320/IMG_8334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528823688919112082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luce was in the hospital for dehydration, and was there for far too long. &lt;br /&gt;But I went and visited her and she was so cute. Even with the animal cage surrounding her and the IV in her arm that she wanted to pull out herself. She is all better now but I can't help but loving these pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-720382745305161064?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/720382745305161064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/doesnt-this-just-melt-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/720382745305161064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/720382745305161064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/doesnt-this-just-melt-your-heart.html' title='Doesn&apos;t this just melt your heart?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpT3Y82WRI/AAAAAAAABHk/1e4Nqu6blzo/s72-c/IMG_8328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7517830556961807894</id><published>2010-10-16T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:38:17.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving'/><title type='text'>Just call me Savvy Shopper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpS4idXAqI/AAAAAAAABHM/-c9G1V9KOxQ/s1600/IMG_8336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpS4idXAqI/AAAAAAAABHM/-c9G1V9KOxQ/s320/IMG_8336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528822623826805410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked on &lt;a href="http://http://savvyshopperdeals.com/utah/"&gt;Savvy Shopper&lt;/a&gt; and saw that there were some deals at Smiths. So, on a lonely Saturday night I went to the grocery store. &lt;br /&gt;I got: &lt;br /&gt;2- Simply Orange Juice (59 OZ)&lt;br /&gt;2-Coffee-mate Creamers (16 OZ)&lt;br /&gt;Blue Almond Milk (1/2 Gallons)**&lt;br /&gt;2- boxes of Wheat Thins (10 OZ)&lt;br /&gt;4- Go-Packs Minis (4 OZ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so how much do you think that they were? $29.22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much did I pay you ask? Cause heaven only knows that I would not pay $29 for all that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$4.18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved 12.04 with my Smith's card and 13.00 with coupons. Just on this trip. (I have been to Smiths 3 times this week because I keep finding such good deals and have had time to run over there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take a look at Savvy Shopper. I am not joking. We have saved $233.00 just at Smiths without coupons, just using their deals. I have no idea how much we have saved with coupons since we have been married but it's a ton of money. Which is nice when you are newly married. Or even when you are not newly married and you just want to save money. Now it is kind of like a high to save money and see how much I can save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** We don't drink coffee, but I needed 10 things to save $5 at Smith's and they made us 25 cents with our coupons. I will probably give it to someone at work who drinks coffee and it made me money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7517830556961807894?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7517830556961807894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-call-me-savvy-shopper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7517830556961807894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7517830556961807894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-call-me-savvy-shopper.html' title='Just call me Savvy Shopper.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLpS4idXAqI/AAAAAAAABHM/-c9G1V9KOxQ/s72-c/IMG_8336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5097325061886002031</id><published>2010-10-15T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:13:36.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Watch This.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sebmontaz.com/index.php/eng/Send-it-Sistah"&gt;Send it Sistah ! / Home - SebMontaz.com Adventure Video Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5097325061886002031?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5097325061886002031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/watch-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5097325061886002031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5097325061886002031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/watch-this.html' title='Watch This.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2816521657215025274</id><published>2010-10-13T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:46:12.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Yumpilstilskin.</title><content type='html'>This is why being married is the best. &lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLXTXEaVsbI/AAAAAAAABHE/hfIrgjVj9Kw/s1600/2010-10-12+19.19.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLXTXEaVsbI/AAAAAAAABHE/hfIrgjVj9Kw/s320/2010-10-12+19.19.17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527556510941819314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were driving and I was talking to my dad about how to make home made french fries. Tyler said he knew what to make to go with them. So good and so easy. They were BBQ sticky fingers. We ate the whole plate and were so full after but it didn't feel super gross and deep fried. He made up the recipe himself. We made our own breadcrumbs and all. Look at us go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post the recipe once I know what it is. (Like I said, I didn't cook the chicken.) &lt;br /&gt;And that's why marriage is the best... your husband cooks sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whammy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2816521657215025274?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2816521657215025274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/yumpilstilskin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2816521657215025274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2816521657215025274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/yumpilstilskin.html' title='Yumpilstilskin.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TLXTXEaVsbI/AAAAAAAABHE/hfIrgjVj9Kw/s72-c/2010-10-12+19.19.17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-7087379925496966895</id><published>2010-10-08T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T20:13:38.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>Besos y shopping (pronounced CHopping).</title><content type='html'>If you want to get me something.. I won't stop you. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd even kiss you with gratitude. Tyler will let me too because he won't let me buy this stuff. He would probably kiss you too. &lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Zara who doesn't have an online shop in the U.S. Die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bx5djbHI/AAAAAAAABGs/dOlmAZ9NH7s/s1600/5061845444_0b65b4d400_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bx5djbHI/AAAAAAAABGs/dOlmAZ9NH7s/s320/5061845444_0b65b4d400_z.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876918091738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I am not pregnant. Good try. But this goes along with the next item. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxrEHLfI/AAAAAAAABGk/OIcMcHsL58Y/s1600/0593222800_1_1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxrEHLfI/AAAAAAAABGk/OIcMcHsL58Y/s320/0593222800_1_1_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876914226933234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I don't own this already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_dLhiWQWI/AAAAAAAABG8/VCxIrDOT7ME/s1600/5644252800_1_1_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_dLhiWQWI/AAAAAAAABG8/VCxIrDOT7ME/s320/5644252800_1_1_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525878457857622370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are sweats. I am going to Zara in Vegas stat. This is too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_dLd-wGAI/AAAAAAAABG0/r0wRSb2DA0s/s1600/5039160401_1_1_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_dLd-wGAI/AAAAAAAABG0/r0wRSb2DA0s/s320/5039160401_1_1_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525878456903014402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have this either. I want thaaat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you in part by Anthropologie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxSgz0-I/AAAAAAAABGc/AOPFHYY6bk0/s1600/0387263400_1_1_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxSgz0-I/AAAAAAAABGc/AOPFHYY6bk0/s320/0387263400_1_1_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876907636413410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxd2m7AI/AAAAAAAABGU/CrzE6f0d15U/s1600/18993964_008_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxd2m7AI/AAAAAAAABGU/CrzE6f0d15U/s320/18993964_008_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876910680632322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxNtw5-I/AAAAAAAABGM/xnZhbFUdNps/s1600/18993915_038_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bxNtw5-I/AAAAAAAABGM/xnZhbFUdNps/s320/18993915_038_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525876906348570594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to make &lt;a href="http://rhrecipes.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-cheesecake-bars.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;. Or just have them be delivered on my doorstep. Please? I don't have time to bake right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-7087379925496966895?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7087379925496966895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/besos-y-shopping-pronounced-chopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7087379925496966895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/7087379925496966895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/besos-y-shopping-pronounced-chopping.html' title='Besos y shopping (pronounced CHopping).'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TK_bx5djbHI/AAAAAAAABGs/dOlmAZ9NH7s/s72-c/5061845444_0b65b4d400_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5883803131719203608</id><published>2010-10-06T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:47:53.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>Our first dinner &amp; apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzquUNwKKI/AAAAAAAABGE/u8TNjT_4W4g/s1600/IMG_8258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzquUNwKKI/AAAAAAAABGE/u8TNjT_4W4g/s320/IMG_8258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048924298029218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an example of how the storage space works in our apartment. Under the bathroom sink is always stocked up with stuff. There are not any closets to put it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzquEzfMII/AAAAAAAABF8/uIL1q2eaq0M/s1600/IMG_8256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzquEzfMII/AAAAAAAABF8/uIL1q2eaq0M/s320/IMG_8256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048920161333378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bet our closet is a deluxe walk in closet. It's not nearly big enough but luckily we have a storage unit outside that houses half my wardrobe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqt3RP6TI/AAAAAAAABF0/rvnQ2pthass/s1600/IMG_8255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqt3RP6TI/AAAAAAAABF0/rvnQ2pthass/s320/IMG_8255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048916528064818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite purchase we made because our books and such were all over the floor before this came along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqYpml44I/AAAAAAAABFs/-KkRxQzmz2A/s1600/IMG_8254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqYpml44I/AAAAAAAABFs/-KkRxQzmz2A/s320/IMG_8254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048552082236290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kitchen table only has 3 chairs. It gives it character right? And it houses a vase that cost more than the table and forked up art. That's what that thing is called, for real. I can't make that up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqXNLHJjI/AAAAAAAABFk/9WWeFMVCwpM/s1600/IMG_8252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqXNLHJjI/AAAAAAAABFk/9WWeFMVCwpM/s320/IMG_8252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048527270913586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWzHUNeI/AAAAAAAABFc/XTSdv2gsE4k/s1600/IMG_8251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWzHUNeI/AAAAAAAABFc/XTSdv2gsE4k/s320/IMG_8251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048520275670498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kitchen Aid is the best. I love the color. One day it will go even better with the dream kitchen I have all ready for myself in my non-existent dream house. A girl can dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWRjG7fI/AAAAAAAABFU/mkwQjiFalxg/s1600/IMG_8247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWRjG7fI/AAAAAAAABFU/mkwQjiFalxg/s320/IMG_8247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048511265435122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freezer is always this full. It doesn't empty because then I fill it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWN5lBsI/AAAAAAAABFM/Af6WjF2tsVc/s1600/IMG_8240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzqWN5lBsI/AAAAAAAABFM/Af6WjF2tsVc/s320/IMG_8240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525048510285940418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I first made dinner for Tyler. It was spaghetti. He hates spaghetti so that was funny. But he ate the whole thing. And I tried not to make spaghetti after that too much. &lt;br /&gt;There's the grande tour. (Grande with an E, yes, because it is sophisticated.) Come by anytime! Really, I would love a visitor or 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5883803131719203608?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5883803131719203608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-first-dinner-apartment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5883803131719203608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5883803131719203608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-first-dinner-apartment.html' title='Our first dinner &amp; apartment'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKzquUNwKKI/AAAAAAAABGE/u8TNjT_4W4g/s72-c/IMG_8258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4978961547343507101</id><published>2010-09-27T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:15:01.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a warm gun or is it a gray line?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKElbLQm8yI/AAAAAAAABFE/ywtVxJ8GfD4/s1600/DSC02686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKElbLQm8yI/AAAAAAAABFE/ywtVxJ8GfD4/s320/DSC02686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521735766942085922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this one is a little different. Warning, I may express some personal feelings, that doesn't mean I am right, it's just what I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So happiness has always been a gray line for me. It has always been this thing that I can adjust, don't recognize or move around to suit myself at the time. When Tyler and I started dating I didn't quite know where the happiness line was, I was just getting back on my feet, and I was getting back to normal people life after having been in Chile. It was a great experience, the best, but coming home from Chile was kind of like coming down off a drug. It sucked. I didn't want to be in Provo. I didn't think I wanted to move, a lot of different things were happening and I felt like I needed to make some huge change, but I didn't know what that was. Plus I didn't have any money so I needed to figure my crap out, and fast. So I stayed where I was and tried to figure things out because leaving hadn't helped things in the first place. (Although I felt great about it, I had to come back.) &lt;br /&gt;     So, yes, I stayed in Provo, Utah. I lived with my sister and brother in law who ever so kindly (basically I mean I owe them my first born child) let me live at their house during this time. I was around my family again all the time and got back to the happiness that I wanted. Now enter Tyler. I did not want to date him really. You can ask him, I kind of held back and I didn't make any sense of it. But, one night I had an emotional break down. Enter the decision to date him. He handled it exactly like I could have wanted. He didn't ask a million questions, he just was there at 2 AM and he was great about it. I realized that the gray line wasn't gray everywhere. Happiness is pretty black and white for me, but in relationships (every kind of relationship, friendships and even with my family), that little line was put there so I could create happiness from nothing if I needed to. Tyler wasn't like that. He needed happiness at the time and so did I. So we made a batch of happiness, threw in some fun and we were set. &lt;br /&gt;     Now today I realize that this is weird and that maybe not everyone has it happen like that. But, when someone hands you antidepressants at the age of 16 you try and find another way to happy land because pills really don't do it sometimes. (This is my opinion for me, I think medication is great and if you are on it, stay that way. I know the repercussions of some people not taking their pills and I don't like those either). But, I knew that getting married was the right thing because of happiness. When I am happy I am happy. This doesn't mean that everyday we wake up and whip up some rainbows and butterflies for breakfast cause that is disgusting and no one is always happy. But, being married has made me throw out the gray line all together. It's all black and white for me and that is nice. No more complicating things by trying to convince myself I am happy. I just am. &lt;br /&gt;So there's a little story. If it makes sense at all. And no, I don't think that all happy pills are bad, but coming from a medical standpoint it's not the same as the real thing for me. (See the for me part at the end of the sentence.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4978961547343507101?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4978961547343507101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/happiness-is-warm-gun-or-is-it-gray.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4978961547343507101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4978961547343507101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/happiness-is-warm-gun-or-is-it-gray.html' title='Happiness is a warm gun or is it a gray line?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TKElbLQm8yI/AAAAAAAABFE/ywtVxJ8GfD4/s72-c/DSC02686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-6718757808332339307</id><published>2010-09-24T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T13:48:50.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Chicken Tortilla Soup</title><content type='html'>Okay so I make a few things really well. I know this because Tyler eats them up and asks for me to make enough for leftovers. (Or at least hints for me to make leftovers). &lt;br /&gt;Here's one of our favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJ0OLGsh9QI/AAAAAAAABE8/YNY2ZWBHwY8/s1600/193211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJ0OLGsh9QI/AAAAAAAABE8/YNY2ZWBHwY8/s320/193211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520584302164833538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Tortilla Soup (and the best part...) In a Crock Pot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pound shredded, cooked chicken (Recipe follows)&lt;br /&gt;1 (15 ounce) can whole peeled tomatoes, mashed (I cheat and use whatever is in the pantry which is always Italian style tomatoes)&lt;br /&gt;1 (10 ounce) can enchilada sauce (Red sauce)&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion, chopped (I skip this one)&lt;br /&gt;1 (4 ounce) can chopped green chile peppers (I use a whole green pepper cut up and then I take it out before we eat, but if you like spicy, go for it.)&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;1 (14.5 ounce) can chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon chili powder&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 bay leaf (I don't use this because I don't know what it is)&lt;br /&gt;1 (10 ounce) package frozen corn (I just use a can)&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon chopped cilantro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can add beans and rice if you want it to be thick. It is pretty thick to begin with. We do one package of RiceSides Mexican rice and it is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place chicken, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, onion, green chiles, and garlic into a slow cooker. Pour in water and chicken broth, and season with cumin, chili powder, salt, pepper, and bay leaf. Stir in corn and cilantro. Cover, and cook on Low setting for 6 to 8 hours or on High setting for 3 to 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the shredded chicken:&lt;br /&gt;Take about 3 chicken breasts and cut into smaller pieces. They don't have to be bite size but just in strips. Boil the can of tomatoes and 2 cups of water. If it is not enough to cover the chicken, add more water. Boil the chicken for 15 minutes in the pot. Make sure it is not pink before it is done. When it is cooked through, remove the chicken. If you didn't have to add water, then you can just dump out the tomatoes and water into the crock pot. If not, just remove the chicken and try to get the tomatoes out and you can take the water and use it as the 2 cups for the recipe. However you'd like to do it. &lt;br /&gt;Take the chicken and put into a mixing bowl (note: I use a plastic one because I hate the noise that a fork makes at the bottom of a bowl). Shred the chicken with a fork. Just try it and you will see how easy it really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! There is your meal. We add a tiny bit of cheese to our individual bowls and a tiny bit of sour cream. The sour cream goes a long way so be careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-6718757808332339307?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6718757808332339307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/chicken-tortilla-soup.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6718757808332339307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/6718757808332339307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/chicken-tortilla-soup.html' title='Chicken Tortilla Soup'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJ0OLGsh9QI/AAAAAAAABE8/YNY2ZWBHwY8/s72-c/193211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-5885803139016770744</id><published>2010-09-18T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:40:41.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's a Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJWFMCKu4II/AAAAAAAABE0/yP3FIjzWdRE/s1600/DSCN0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJWFMCKu4II/AAAAAAAABE0/yP3FIjzWdRE/s320/DSCN0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518463360199221378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJWFLlOKXaI/AAAAAAAABEs/ExWBhnIYBcU/s1600/Photo+528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJWFLlOKXaI/AAAAAAAABEs/ExWBhnIYBcU/s320/Photo+528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518463352428977570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little baby is all grown up. She crawls, she climbs stairs, she screams at you (still), and she is starting to learn how to sleep through the night. She's come a long way since &lt;a href="http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucy-lucy-lou-i-love-you.html"&gt;these times&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Birthday to Luce McGoose! &lt;br /&gt;We love you. &lt;br /&gt;Love, Aunt Ashley &amp; Uncle Tyler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-5885803139016770744?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5885803139016770744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5885803139016770744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/5885803139016770744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s a Birthday!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TJWFMCKu4II/AAAAAAAABE0/yP3FIjzWdRE/s72-c/DSCN0454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8062241544999244708</id><published>2010-09-11T17:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T18:01:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Mondo</title><content type='html'>Can I just say something? &lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that every time &lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/project-runway/season-8/designers/mondo-guerra"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; comes on the screen of Project Runway I just giggle? &lt;br /&gt;Especially when he says, "I almost peed my trunks!" &lt;br /&gt;He is just so funny and like a 5 year old in a 25 year old's body. Plus I think he looks exactly like &lt;a href="http://pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-first.html"&gt;LB&lt;/a&gt;, although I don't know either of them. &lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8062241544999244708?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8062241544999244708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-mondo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8062241544999244708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8062241544999244708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-mondo.html' title='Little Mondo'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4024419549863575209</id><published>2010-08-30T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:35:45.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you have ever read &lt;a href="http://pacingthepanicroom.blogspot.com/2010/08/send-off-beginning.html"&gt;Pacing the Panic Room &lt;/a&gt;you know about this already. If not, go check out this blog. I feel this weird obligation to LB and his sister Tessa to watch their lives since I have watched them grow up on this blog. I got hooked when Tessa was born and everytime a video is posted, Tyler and I talk about how big they are both getting. (Like we know them or something, but I think I do cause I was Lucy and Tessa to be friends.) So go check out the album for SMS and if you can, go buy it. I know I am and I don't have kids of my own to play it for, but Milo's birthday is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dofunstuff.net/"&gt;The link to the album.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4024419549863575209?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4024419549863575209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/08/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4024419549863575209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4024419549863575209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-388099858192265901</id><published>2010-08-03T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:06:16.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Married'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Things you really couldn't know:</title><content type='html'>-He sleeps on his pillow for about 30% of the night. The rest of the time it is in my face or under his arm.&lt;br /&gt;-He snores, but only for a few minutes then climaxes out of it. &lt;br /&gt;-He sleep talks. (I knew this one, but I hadn't fully experienced it.) Last night it was "Sorry I'm so hot in front of you."&lt;br /&gt;-He gets crazy hair after falling asleep for only 30 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until you share a bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-388099858192265901?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/388099858192265901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-you-really-couldnt-know.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/388099858192265901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/388099858192265901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-you-really-couldnt-know.html' title='Things you really couldn&apos;t know:'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8221717319600104408</id><published>2010-07-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T07:12:59.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we went to California....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG6P-ryYfI/AAAAAAAABDo/bJHqfHic8rI/s1600/232323232-fp-94-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG6P-ryYfI/AAAAAAAABDo/bJHqfHic8rI/s200/232323232-fp-94-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877804056175090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG6PUgHQ6I/AAAAAAAABDg/Hs6PKIexFtw/s1600/232323232-fp9-8-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5947633-nu0mrj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG6PUgHQ6I/AAAAAAAABDg/Hs6PKIexFtw/s200/232323232-fp9-8-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5947633-nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877792732922786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5zQS7mTI/AAAAAAAABDY/wuT9jxm0hhs/s1600/232323232-fp9-6-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5948433-nu0mrj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5zQS7mTI/AAAAAAAABDY/wuT9jxm0hhs/s200/232323232-fp9-6-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5948433-nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877310567553330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5zKDhOhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/pzx7Uy_NrtE/s1600/232323232-fp-87-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5947833-nu0mrj.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5zKDhOhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/pzx7Uy_NrtE/s200/232323232-fp-87-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5947833-nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877308892297746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5y60M1RI/AAAAAAAABDI/jDGOnFIX-oA/s1600/DSCN0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5y60M1RI/AAAAAAAABDI/jDGOnFIX-oA/s200/DSCN0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877304801514770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5yXE3eKI/AAAAAAAABDA/pXGriiCgboU/s1600/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5yXE3eKI/AAAAAAAABDA/pXGriiCgboU/s200/DSCN0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877295207741602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5xp7fseI/AAAAAAAABC4/Rl0wvtn4R38/s1600/DSCN0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG5xp7fseI/AAAAAAAABC4/Rl0wvtn4R38/s200/DSCN0365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494877283088839138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Tyler's Birthday. It was a great vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8221717319600104408?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8221717319600104408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-we-went-to-california.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8221717319600104408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8221717319600104408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-we-went-to-california.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TEG6P-ryYfI/AAAAAAAABDo/bJHqfHic8rI/s72-c/232323232-fp-94-nu%3D3378-%3B42-466-WSNRCG%3D3374%3B5797-33-nu0mrj.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8468167843191518531</id><published>2010-07-07T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T10:26:16.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4ksJ1w-I/AAAAAAAABCw/yWufOA25Wy0/s1600/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4ksJ1w-I/AAAAAAAABCw/yWufOA25Wy0/s320/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491216786138711010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4kNww5VI/AAAAAAAABCo/Sdwk12zzDhY/s1600/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4kNww5VI/AAAAAAAABCo/Sdwk12zzDhY/s320/DSCN0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491216777980470610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4ju6zBlI/AAAAAAAABCg/u9mN6g_sXsw/s1600/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4ju6zBlI/AAAAAAAABCg/u9mN6g_sXsw/s320/DSCN0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491216769701054034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4jJbjEoI/AAAAAAAABCY/vIEZxUk3aao/s1600/DSCN0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4jJbjEoI/AAAAAAAABCY/vIEZxUk3aao/s320/DSCN0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491216759637873282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4iFoxL3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/0LUBYiwwXDY/s1600/DSCN0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4iFoxL3I/AAAAAAAABCQ/0LUBYiwwXDY/s320/DSCN0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491216741439713138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on to the next part. &lt;br /&gt;We went bowling after my Birthday dinner with friends. The night before we got engaged. &lt;br /&gt;Then we dyed easter eggs on Easters. (It's plural because we had more than one. We get to make up the rules and we wanted more than one and to have it be called "EasterS".)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8468167843191518531?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8468167843191518531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-on-to-next-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8468167843191518531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8468167843191518531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-on-to-next-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDS4ksJ1w-I/AAAAAAAABCw/yWufOA25Wy0/s72-c/DSCN0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-8809889035412926760</id><published>2010-07-06T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:12:52.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>La Blogotheque</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x5sbdq_93-3-bon-iver-for-emma-forever-ago_music"&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 type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/video/x5sbdq_93-3-bon-iver-for-emma-forever-ago_music" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not get over these. Really. I wish I could have invented this idea and made it great. Then I would get to experience it in person. Jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-8809889035412926760?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8809889035412926760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-blogotheque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8809889035412926760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/8809889035412926760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-blogotheque.html' title='La Blogotheque'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-1493554530222278489</id><published>2010-07-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:17:19.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Start off slow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNZwO2O3I/AAAAAAAABCI/7p1TT74JUa4/s1600/DSCN0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNZwO2O3I/AAAAAAAABCI/7p1TT74JUa4/s320/DSCN0235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028581766544242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNZdrMYAI/AAAAAAAABCA/lYfZQ2pdTiQ/s1600/DSCN0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNZdrMYAI/AAAAAAAABCA/lYfZQ2pdTiQ/s320/DSCN0227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028576785162242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNY_29a5I/AAAAAAAABB4/mbZgQ0ZaqIU/s1600/DSCN0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNY_29a5I/AAAAAAAABB4/mbZgQ0ZaqIU/s320/DSCN0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028568781450130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNYXO6_4I/AAAAAAAABBw/CRbPEO7jIjM/s1600/DSCN0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNYXO6_4I/AAAAAAAABBw/CRbPEO7jIjM/s320/DSCN0212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028557876100994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNXtlm-4I/AAAAAAAABBo/j_E0WFZqID0/s1600/DSCN0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNXtlm-4I/AAAAAAAABBo/j_E0WFZqID0/s320/DSCN0187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491028546696969090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just uploaded pictures to my computer from Tyler's camera. So we are going to take a trip back in time and slowly get them all back up here.&lt;br /&gt;May as well start with the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMJMerRcI/AAAAAAAABBg/NdXKvJ6QBc4/s1600/DSCN0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMJMerRcI/AAAAAAAABBg/NdXKvJ6QBc4/s320/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027197779723714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMImxuk6I/AAAAAAAABBY/JIFjqE0uhPY/s1600/DSCN0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMImxuk6I/AAAAAAAABBY/JIFjqE0uhPY/s320/DSCN0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027187659084706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMICcvBlI/AAAAAAAABBQ/KE6CIJLlKSo/s1600/DSCN0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMICcvBlI/AAAAAAAABBQ/KE6CIJLlKSo/s320/DSCN0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027177907357266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMHuLy4TI/AAAAAAAABBI/7PsxMJ_NSX4/s1600/DSCN0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMHuLy4TI/AAAAAAAABBI/7PsxMJ_NSX4/s320/DSCN0123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027172467597618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMHDZItFI/AAAAAAAABBA/gcoOwfuxuyA/s1600/DSCN0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQMHDZItFI/AAAAAAAABBA/gcoOwfuxuyA/s320/DSCN0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491027160980829266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Arizona in December to visit his family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went on a date to nickel cade and it was dirty and I needed to wash my hands after, but a great time none the less.&lt;br /&gt;Then in February we went to my dad's house back east and went to New York City for love day where we:&lt;br /&gt;Went all around the whole city. Seriously. Experienced all the tourist attractions and ate Chipotle on the train ride home. (Yes we went to the big apple and ate at Chipotle.) &lt;br /&gt;Went sledding with my little brother and sister and found some pretty sweet things to wear, as noted. &lt;br /&gt;And we went on a romantic Valentine's date and saw the worst movie ever, but that was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-1493554530222278489?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1493554530222278489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/start-off-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1493554530222278489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/1493554530222278489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/07/start-off-slow.html' title='Start off slow'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TDQNZwO2O3I/AAAAAAAABCI/7p1TT74JUa4/s72-c/DSCN0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-151160059384533628</id><published>2010-06-22T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:33:45.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Pup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TCGcaOxY0yI/AAAAAAAABAk/Exl5dRwrRlo/s1600/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TCGcaOxY0yI/AAAAAAAABAk/Exl5dRwrRlo/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485837795569750818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when your fiance needs some love when he opens your Itunes and puts on a playlist called "cute". &lt;br /&gt;Sad pup, I'm sorry I have been so sick.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking care of me even when I was throwing up while you were trying to help me. &lt;br /&gt;And thanks for the soup that got chicken lodged in my nose, I still appreciated it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture is from last summer, before we dated, but I massaged his back at a demolition derby and sewed a shirt for him. We are pretty much even in taking care of each other.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-151160059384533628?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/151160059384533628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/pup.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/151160059384533628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/151160059384533628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/pup.html' title='Pup?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TCGcaOxY0yI/AAAAAAAABAk/Exl5dRwrRlo/s72-c/IMG_3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-750184621996356567</id><published>2010-06-20T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:43:28.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Auntie Ash's is better than Auntie Anne's.</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking how lucky I am that I am an aunt. &lt;br /&gt;Really though, not everyone has that title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77hcckARI/AAAAAAAABAM/O_4TsSm9F6w/s1600/IMG_6229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77hcckARI/AAAAAAAABAM/O_4TsSm9F6w/s320/IMG_6229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485097948174090514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this was a year ago, they are still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77i-nrjzI/AAAAAAAABAc/VMkozt4hsjg/s1600/2010-06-02+13.01.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77i-nrjzI/AAAAAAAABAc/VMkozt4hsjg/s320/2010-06-02+13.01.26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485097974527397682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77iQsyXeI/AAAAAAAABAU/NhPAr9tfN3E/s1600/IMG_7790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77iQsyXeI/AAAAAAAABAU/NhPAr9tfN3E/s320/IMG_7790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485097962200784354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I don't think that they come any better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-750184621996356567?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/750184621996356567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/auntie-ashs-is-better-than-auntie-annes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/750184621996356567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/750184621996356567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/auntie-ashs-is-better-than-auntie-annes.html' title='Auntie Ash&apos;s is better than Auntie Anne&apos;s.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TB77hcckARI/AAAAAAAABAM/O_4TsSm9F6w/s72-c/IMG_6229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2753841453370657821</id><published>2010-06-19T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:04:05.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Fluer de Flu.</title><content type='html'>(I dont know what fluer means, but it sounds way nicer than flu.)&lt;br /&gt;The only nice thing about the flu is that I have an excuse to stay in bed and blogstalk for wedding ideas. &lt;br /&gt;Yep, the only nice thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2753841453370657821?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2753841453370657821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/fluer-de-flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2753841453370657821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2753841453370657821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/fluer-de-flu.html' title='Fluer de Flu.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-2910226810269113680</id><published>2010-06-13T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:37:55.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engaged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Five isn't a large number.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXABr3Xz3I/AAAAAAAABAE/ErtVrVJATu4/s1600/_DSC2472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXABr3Xz3I/AAAAAAAABAE/ErtVrVJATu4/s320/_DSC2472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482499256580820850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXAA0wYPsI/AAAAAAAAA_8/doThsWxTIvs/s1600/_DSC2462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXAA0wYPsI/AAAAAAAAA_8/doThsWxTIvs/s320/_DSC2462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482499241787539138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXAAVe7SDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/KL_W1c75Gms/s1600/_DSC2733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXAAVe7SDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/KL_W1c75Gms/s320/_DSC2733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482499233392838706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all the countdowns on Facebook, but it just hit me that we are getting married in 5 more weeks. We only have 5 more Sunday's without being married. It was a strange realization that it is that close since it has seemed so far away for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-2910226810269113680?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2910226810269113680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/five-isnt-large-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2910226810269113680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/2910226810269113680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/five-isnt-large-number.html' title='Five isn&apos;t a large number.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TBXABr3Xz3I/AAAAAAAABAE/ErtVrVJATu4/s72-c/_DSC2472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-4128312156669853246</id><published>2010-06-11T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:05:48.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Websites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engaged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Ebay is not a new invention, Ashley.</title><content type='html'>So I am aware that Ebay is not new to the block and that Etsy is great, but sometimes Etsy just doesn't do. Especially for things like wedding bands. So Tyler's cousin said she bought her husbands wedding band from Ebay because he already lost his first one. I asked if she was bummed and she said "No because it was like 20 bucks."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say awesome? &lt;br /&gt;Now, we are insuring my ring, of course. Tyler even read a story about a girl dropping her engagement ring in the toilet and said "If that happened to us I would be sure to tear the whole toilet apart." I am sure you would Tyler, I am sure you would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if he drops his in the toilet, I am just bidding on a new one. &lt;br /&gt;BAM, and that's how you handle a wedding band 6 weeks before your wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-4128312156669853246?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4128312156669853246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/ebay-is-not-new-invention-ashley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4128312156669853246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/4128312156669853246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/ebay-is-not-new-invention-ashley.html' title='Ebay is not a new invention, Ashley.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4951017556626413219.post-9023249575638011654</id><published>2010-06-02T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:34:27.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sink hole? Is that you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TAbAIaL5SUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/FEOv2qP-hqs/s1600/Guatemala-Sinkhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TAbAIaL5SUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/FEOv2qP-hqs/s320/Guatemala-Sinkhole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478277247443487042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned what a sink hole is, but really, how does that work? &lt;br /&gt;So weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4951017556626413219-9023249575638011654?l=71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9023249575638011654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/sink-hole-is-that-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9023249575638011654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4951017556626413219/posts/default/9023249575638011654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://71elizabethstreet.blogspot.com/2010/06/sink-hole-is-that-you.html' title='Sink hole? Is that you?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03036709100068435160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/SnCa_E16WGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cXxC1rdXg7Y/S220/IMG_6326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zQmqiVmmFP4/TAbAIaL5SUI/AAAAAAAAA_s/FEOv2qP-hqs/s72-c/Guatemala-Sinkhole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
