<?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-4542882030479106016</id><updated>2011-12-07T21:46:46.089-08:00</updated><category term='biting'/><category term='civic duty'/><category term='middle child'/><title type='text'>out of mind experience</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5156183275281384100</id><published>2011-03-11T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T12:09:45.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryce and Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Have I told you how AWESOME my sister Alisha is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;Well she. is. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;She is a budding photographer in the Phoenix area, so if you would like to have your photos done, she is available but space is filling up fast! Go to &lt;a href="http://www.alishahunsaker.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;alishahunsaker.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. to see more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="308" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2psi23L2QdM/TXqvXl9O8RI/AAAAAAAAB9w/8oIuTiWBou8/s400/mechelle.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z67b-Ppr7V8/TXqvXlYzS6I/AAAAAAAAB94/JNdGhlkTuh8/s1600/bryce3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z67b-Ppr7V8/TXqvXlYzS6I/AAAAAAAAB94/JNdGhlkTuh8/s400/bryce3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oELa0ibrh_U/TXqvYFTF4gI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Vw7u9x0Uyo8/s1600/bryce4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oELa0ibrh_U/TXqvYFTF4gI/AAAAAAAAB-A/Vw7u9x0Uyo8/s400/bryce4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2j8IUX1WlE/TXqvYInAN3I/AAAAAAAAB-I/VPrYzaLzk8U/s1600/bryce7-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2j8IUX1WlE/TXqvYInAN3I/AAAAAAAAB-I/VPrYzaLzk8U/s400/bryce7-bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDC8-LZRGgo/TXqvYYO9qAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/xnLSLOUXkts/s1600/bryce8-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDC8-LZRGgo/TXqvYYO9qAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/xnLSLOUXkts/s400/bryce8-bw.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5156183275281384100?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5156183275281384100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5156183275281384100&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5156183275281384100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5156183275281384100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2011/03/bryce-and-mommy.html' title='Bryce and Mommy'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2psi23L2QdM/TXqvXl9O8RI/AAAAAAAAB9w/8oIuTiWBou8/s72-c/mechelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1845645847465491657</id><published>2011-02-18T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:22:13.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sweet Baby Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt6uOkOK90/TV9ThFEyfeI/AAAAAAAAB9U/SIjVidxfgtg/s1600/IMG_1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt6uOkOK90/TV9ThFEyfeI/AAAAAAAAB9U/SIjVidxfgtg/s320/IMG_1598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryce John Bierman&lt;br /&gt;born December 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;he weighed 6lbs 10ozs and 20in long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love him So much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1845645847465491657?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1845645847465491657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1845645847465491657&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1845645847465491657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1845645847465491657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-sweet-baby-boy-bryce-john-bierman.html' title=''/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iwt6uOkOK90/TV9ThFEyfeI/AAAAAAAAB9U/SIjVidxfgtg/s72-c/IMG_1598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7773942957443257326</id><published>2011-02-18T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:00:12.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SSnyMf_QKw/TV7BThUJuhI/AAAAAAAAB9A/za1yJFg6a_Y/s1600/mechelle9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SSnyMf_QKw/TV7BThUJuhI/AAAAAAAAB9A/za1yJFg6a_Y/s400/mechelle9.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had pregnancy photos taken by my wonderful sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://alishahunsaker.blogspot.com/2010/10/mechelle.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7773942957443257326?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7773942957443257326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7773942957443257326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7773942957443257326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7773942957443257326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2011/02/pregnancy-photos.html' title='Pregnancy Photos'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SSnyMf_QKw/TV7BThUJuhI/AAAAAAAAB9A/za1yJFg6a_Y/s72-c/mechelle9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8495972343773587158</id><published>2010-09-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:00:37.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 1/2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;This is me after a long day on a plane to Baltimore, then a less long car ride down to DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/TJGJnWrzF_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/boMBCwnoVuA/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/TJGJnWrzF_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/boMBCwnoVuA/s400/010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/TJGJn5ugN3I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/uSqGa4Y8MSc/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/TJGJn5ugN3I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/uSqGa4Y8MSc/s400/022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: 0% 50%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics to come of our trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8495972343773587158?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8495972343773587158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8495972343773587158&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8495972343773587158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8495972343773587158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-12-months.html' title='5 1/2 months'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/TJGJnWrzF_I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/boMBCwnoVuA/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5636437996398406988</id><published>2010-07-26T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:42:33.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's a BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are naming him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bryce John Bierman&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/4542882030479106016-5636437996398406988?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5636437996398406988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5636437996398406988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5636437996398406988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5636437996398406988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/07/guess-what.html' title='Guess What!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3869874477027542786</id><published>2010-07-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:36:48.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acute Pancreatitis</title><content type='html'>I think that's what they called it, but whatever it was, it was as painful as full on labor with no relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week and a day after I had been home from my surgery, I was relaxing on my couch, just finishing up Pride and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;, when as I sat up I got a HUGE pain in my stomach. I ran to the bathroom seeking relief, but none came. It just got worse. I was feeling like I had been stabbed, the pain went through to my back and up my right shoulder. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; down on the floor to overcome with pain to cry out for help, I prayed that my kids would find me and get their dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of crying, sweating and writhing on the floor, my oldest came to save the day. He ran and woke daddy from his nap (he had been at the hospital with his mom since 5am for a surgery she was having that morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came running, and tried his best to help me. But NOTHING helped. After numerous phone calls to people who might be able to help, and no answers, he called 911. They rushed to my aid and I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;! I had to go on my own, but I am in turn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for Tommy and Alisha for relieving John so he could come to the hospital to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ambulance, the pain continued, and the paramedic was finally cleared to give me morphine. It helped, but the pain was still there. When we arrived at the hospital, they took blood, and a urine sample and gave me more morphine and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; to help ease my pain. It worked this time. Then they sent me off to get an ultrasound. When we got back, the blood results had come in, bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pancreatitis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: your pancreas is located behind your stomach, towards your back. So that explains the location of the pain. It made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that I had to stay. I was admitted on Thursday afternoon and didn't get to come home 'til Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things we found out in the hospital: my liver enzymes were really high, in the 500's, they are supposed to be below 80, I think. My white blood cells were high, don't know the count. My Lipase levels were high, in the 200's, not sure what the normal levels are. My potassium levels were very low, not sure where they were but that's the only thing they were able to resolve completely while I was there, other than the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no medical treatment for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pancreatitis&lt;/span&gt;, no cure, the only thing that will help is called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NPO&lt;/span&gt;. That means no food or drink. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on fluids through an IV for the whole stay and was able to try jello and broth twice, and finally before they released me I was able to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw three different types of doctors: GI, Surgeons, and the Hospital Docs. My OB was informed but the baby seemed fine so he didn't come. They all were very attentive and concerned with my condition. As were the Nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for all their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny (not funny, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;, funny strange) thing is the GI doc said it was caused by a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rogue&lt;/span&gt; gallstone that escaped before the surgery, but they never found it. Even after an MRI, they found nothing. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surgeons&lt;/span&gt; thought it was a combination of things, one being my diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, or is, I hope the pain doesn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have elevated liver enzymes, lipase, and white cell count, but they are going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more about the Pancreas and it's functions, which as it happens, are very important, go &lt;a href="http://medicalcenter.osu.edu/patientcare/healthcare_services/liver_biliary_pancreatic_disease/pancreas_anatomy_function/Pages/index.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did get to finish my movie. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3869874477027542786?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3869874477027542786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3869874477027542786&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3869874477027542786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3869874477027542786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/07/acute-pancreatitis.html' title='Acute Pancreatitis'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4553285759226591018</id><published>2010-07-11T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:44:26.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with me?</title><content type='html'>What to say, what to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy month to be sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the kids and I went and visited my Grandparents for a combined birthday party/family reunion weekend. They asked me to make the cakes so we went up early. Good thing too, but due to poor planning, I ran low on icing and had to stretch it. They turned out ok looking, but thankfully they tasted great! I loved seeing all my family that came, but was sad 'cause my kids got sick and had a rough time, therefore I had a rough time. Some of my family said I needed therapy, which I might, and some just talked about us to other people, instead of telling me their concerns. Typical. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, our primary had it's summer activity. It was about being active and healthy, mind, body and spirit. I was in charge of the healthy eating portion. Funny, because I have to watch my diet so closely, it was perfect. Although I didn't feel well that morning and was late getting there, we still made it and the kids loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, a trip to visit my brother Marc, his wife Candace, and baby Corgan in Toledo, Ohio! Loved the time I was able to spend with them, and glad I was able to witness his blessing. I was all by my lonesome on this trip, no kids or hubby :( but I did have my sister Alisha, my brother Brant, and my Mom and Dad, and of course Marc and Candace and Corgan. It is a beautiful place, very green, but very humid. Alisha and I took a rental to Chicago from Toledo. Beautiful!!! I would love to live out there, of course where it's less humid. Oh the green and all the trees, and all that grass!! Just lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, the Fourth, of July that is! Could have been better. I responded to family member who was upset with us and should have let it be. That is all I will say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, Surgery. Not ever my favorite thing, I can't understand people who get addicted to this stuff. Grant it, mine was not cosmetic, but still having your body cut up for looks?! Anyway, they said I did great, and the baby did great, and as soon as I woke up they sent me home. Personally, considering my condition, I think they should have kept me in another day. I did what they said, and only had liquids. I threw that up, and continued to do so for the whole next day. I may have been able to keep a few spoonfuls of soup down in the begining, but everything else came right back up, medicine and all. It was very painful, to say the least. We went back to the ER and they put me on fluids and pain meds and anti-nausua meds, and sent me home with a perscription for the nausua medication (bless you!). I am still in a little pain, but being able to keep my food down really makes a difference. I am now looking forward to being able to eat things like pizza and hamburgers and frys, not over-doing it of course, I still have to watch my diet for my diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am looking forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...August. A family trip to Bloomfield, and a trip to DC, with just my hubby! We have been saving for these trips and I am so excited to finally be able to go on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we get to find out what we are having at the end of this month!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4553285759226591018?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4553285759226591018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4553285759226591018&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4553285759226591018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4553285759226591018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-up-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s up with me?'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2071922087938998357</id><published>2010-05-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:15:20.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>I am sad today for a good friend. She lost her baby too soon. Only the Lord knows why. This is her second to return, before she got to know them on this earth, but the love she has for those little spirits lives strong. I know, and she knows, that she and her husband will be reunited one day and they will be able to raise them. It will be the sweetest reunion. You are wonderful Trish, the Spirit of God is with you, and He will guide you and comfort you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2071922087938998357?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2071922087938998357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2071922087938998357&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2071922087938998357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2071922087938998357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/05/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1298146105948354619</id><published>2010-05-26T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:54:00.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In other News</title><content type='html'>As you may recall I had made a New Years Resolution, at the beginning of the new year.  That goal, was not only to get pregnant, but to have a baby, this year.  I think I should have just made the goal to get pregnant, thinking back on it.  I wanted to be healthy, and know what to expect, other than a baby.  In March I found out I am prediabetic, so I joined the gym in April, and was trying to be religious about going.  I was doing well, at least until I got sick with the stomach flu.  That was the second week in May, and after three days of the yuckies, I still wasnt feeling well so I went to see the Doc.  I was having quite a bit of stomach pain and The Doc ordered an ultrasound on my abdomen.  I found out the cause of all the pain was from Gallstones!  That made sense, and surgery seemed to be the only option, but from my research there were some symptoms that I was having that were not common for Gallstones.  A few days later, I was out with my Mom and Sister and decided to stop and get a pregnancy test.  My Sister decided I should take one at her house to see.  I did and I am!!  Great News!  BUT, now what?  Still in pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my Doc, and they said they can still do the surgery, but I need to see a Surgeon.  The Surgeon said in the second trimester.  My OB said between 12 and 24 weeks and had determined I was about 8 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  My due date is Dec. 25th, Christmas Day!  But We'll see.  Due dates are subject to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my first ultrasound next friday, so we'll see if it changes any, if it does then that will extend the waiting period to get the gallbladder out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piece of advice:  never say "How could it get any worse" in any situation, because it can, and it will.  I'm proof of that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1298146105948354619?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1298146105948354619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1298146105948354619&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1298146105948354619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1298146105948354619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-other-news.html' title='In other News'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-9216631380255634</id><published>2010-04-14T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:43:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so good news, but not entirely bad</title><content type='html'>So my test results came back on the 2hr glucose test.  I am borderline type 2 diabetic.  My wonderful beautiful genes that have been passed on have also gave me this little ditty!  Why it's not entirely bad news is that it's easily taken care of by diet and exercise.  *I just have to get rid of the sweets hanging around the house (and not buy any more) and take up running (hmm) or some sort of exercise.  Maybe I'll join a gym, maybe.  Anyway, I just gotta do it, they'll be testing me every three months for a while to keep tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This reminds me of the story of Moses and the children of Israel.  When they were bitten by snakes and all they had to do was look to be healed.  All I have to do is watch what I eat and exercise, it seems so easy and yet I'm reluctant to do it.  But I will, because I want to be here for my family and I don't want to be sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-9216631380255634?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/9216631380255634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=9216631380255634&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9216631380255634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9216631380255634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-so-good-news-but-not-entirely-bad.html' title='Not so good news, but not entirely bad'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5256965535926109918</id><published>2010-04-04T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:42:49.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe how fast we grow up.  Yep, that says it all.  32.  That's my new number, until next year, then I'll trade up for 33.  My kids asked me how old I was and they said "WOW!" when I told them.  But really it's not that old, and I keep telling myself age is just a number and you are as young as you feel.  I feel like I'm still 25 (most days) and people tend to agree (not on the feeling, but on the looking). :)  So maybe I'll just be 25 for a while, until people change their mind and say I look 40 instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5256965535926109918?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5256965535926109918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5256965535926109918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5256965535926109918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5256965535926109918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/04/32.html' title='32'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1883146441614472463</id><published>2010-03-25T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:01:22.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ends tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is the last day to have your name entered in the giveaway, so if you haven't become a follower and left a comment, today is your last chance! Go to &lt;a href="http://thelittlestdaisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thelittlestdaisy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get to it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends tonight @ 9pm pst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1883146441614472463?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1883146441614472463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1883146441614472463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1883146441614472463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1883146441614472463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-last-day-to-have-your-name.html' title='Ends tonight!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6114828908293432718</id><published>2010-03-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:14:16.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am having a giveaway!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) become a follower and leave a comment @ &lt;a href="http://www.thelittlestdaisy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Littlest Daisy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) refer a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you become a follower and leave a comment your name will be entered into the drawing once. When you refer a friend, and they become a follower and leave a comment, your name will be entered again and your friends name will be entered as well. Make sure your friend lets me know who referred them when they leave a comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deadline&lt;/span&gt;: Thursday, March 25th @ 9:00pm pst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The winner will be announced Friday, March 26th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a great Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6114828908293432718?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6114828908293432718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6114828908293432718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6114828908293432718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6114828908293432718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/03/giveaway.html' title='GIVEAWAY!!!!!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2031058781945895923</id><published>2010-03-17T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:00:40.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you know that thing, &lt;em&gt;you know&lt;/em&gt; from yesterdays post? You know the one where I was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have been keeping extra busy with a new project. It's awesome!!! I hope you will like it, if you don't maybe someone else will. But I'm not showing you yet, it's not as ready as I'd like it to be. Maybe in a few more days. If you can't stand waiting to see it, too bad, you'll just have to wait. :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you were like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "&lt;em&gt;you're a tease with this project of yours. can't wait to see it&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;you are a tease! so not fair!&lt;/em&gt; ;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got done with it faster than I thought I would. It's not perfect yet, but it's at a good enough place that I feel comfortable showing it to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.thelittlestdaisy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.thelittlestdaisy.com/home" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a follower and leave a comment on the blog and your name will be entered into a drawing to win a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahhh you'll have to go there and see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2031058781945895923?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2031058781945895923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2031058781945895923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2031058781945895923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2031058781945895923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-it.html' title='This is IT!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5898468216212818848</id><published>2010-03-16T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:31:53.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sister,</title><content type='html'>Dear Family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you, and I miss you.  I hope all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is life going for you?  I miss you all too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait 'til you get back from your trip.  I hope you are having fun on your great adventure over seas.  I really wish I were with you, but I'm not, so I want you to hurry back.  I need your help with something.  I think you know what it is, but in case you don't (it's that thing I've been working on, no not THAT thing, the other one, silly) I'll tell you when you get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, my blood tests have shown the titers are down to 8 as of November.  Hopefully they have gone down further now, meaning we have a good chance at having a baby.  Now all I need is to be pregnant.  I know it will happen in the Lords time, so I will remain patient.  I have been keeping extra busy with a new project.  It's awesome!!!  I hope you will like it, if you don't maybe someone else will.  But I'm not showing you yet, it's not as ready as I'd like it to be.  Maybe in a few more days.  If you can't stand waiting to see it, too bad, you'll just have to wait.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all&lt;br /&gt;Mechelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5898468216212818848?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5898468216212818848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5898468216212818848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5898468216212818848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5898468216212818848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-sister.html' title='Dear Sister,'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6341834619617226732</id><published>2010-01-07T22:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:58:42.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New years Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Long and hard about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ew &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ears &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;esolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanted it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I c&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ould&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ccom&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lis&lt;/span&gt;h,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that would be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My goal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;y&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt; m&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sk&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is to have another baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I hope to be by&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ebruary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is this a challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you know my history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and have read my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my last was not easy, in fact it was a rollercoaster of emotion and tri-weekly dr.s appointments, and scares that the baby might not make it.  The Doctor says it could be different this time, but I'm not banking on it.  I think it will be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why, then do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it's hard to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I just feel, like there is one more baby out there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so strongly about it, that I tear up just typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know the dangers of what "could" happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they are very real dangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am willing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to go through it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just one more time&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even if I lose the baby on the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ish us &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uck&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a few &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wouldn't hurt either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ew &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ear!&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/4542882030479106016-6341834619617226732?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6341834619617226732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6341834619617226732&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6341834619617226732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6341834619617226732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New years Resolution'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4516946250191348089</id><published>2009-11-23T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:32:44.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out for Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Friday Night (the first night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;our little group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Swrwy7RCdGI/AAAAAAAABgs/lj0Ddf-Ny9c/s1600/Time+Out+for+Women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Swrwy7RCdGI/AAAAAAAABgs/lj0Ddf-Ny9c/s320/Time+Out+for+Women.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrwzXwoHlI/AAAAAAAABg0/zqBKTL4W1K8/s1600/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrwzXwoHlI/AAAAAAAABg0/zqBKTL4W1K8/s320/Collages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We got lucky and were invited up halfway through to sit with the ASL group and again the next day.  Awesome speakers and music!!  Loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4516946250191348089?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4516946250191348089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4516946250191348089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4516946250191348089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4516946250191348089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-out-for-women.html' title='Time Out for Women'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Swrwy7RCdGI/AAAAAAAABgs/lj0Ddf-Ny9c/s72-c/Time+Out+for+Women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4842128873385035914</id><published>2009-11-23T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:29:03.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out for Women II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This was day 2  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;we got lucky and were invited to sit with the  ASL group on the front row&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyRdXIlI/AAAAAAAABgU/l9pugSDIZB4/s1600/Time+Out+for+Women2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyRdXIlI/AAAAAAAABgU/l9pugSDIZB4/s320/Time+Out+for+Women2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lunch time at the Hard Rock Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyqmmjsI/AAAAAAAABgc/r2npfbU0ie8/s1600/Time+Out+for+Women3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyqmmjsI/AAAAAAAABgc/r2npfbU0ie8/s320/Time+Out+for+Women3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The end of the day showing off our seats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyxuaEuI/AAAAAAAABgk/TfwikTrBgts/s1600/Time+Out+for+Women4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyxuaEuI/AAAAAAAABgk/TfwikTrBgts/s320/Time+Out+for+Women4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4842128873385035914?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4842128873385035914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4842128873385035914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4842128873385035914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4842128873385035914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-out-for-women-ii.html' title='Time Out for Women II'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwrvyRdXIlI/AAAAAAAABgU/l9pugSDIZB4/s72-c/Time+Out+for+Women2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2963106200369508100</id><published>2009-11-23T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T12:24:43.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Out for Women III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Some Bad Awesome Pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwruuLqMOUI/AAAAAAAABgE/kPP9rPCmxzs/s1600/337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwruuLqMOUI/AAAAAAAABgE/kPP9rPCmxzs/s320/337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;don't know if the person that was taking the pic actually asked if we were ready, but it seems I was the only one that wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwruuQtOT5I/AAAAAAAABgM/RmjxdbrnG5w/s1600/379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwruuQtOT5I/AAAAAAAABgM/RmjxdbrnG5w/s320/379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;my camera wasn't cooperating, lots of blurry pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Alisha already left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2963106200369508100?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2963106200369508100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2963106200369508100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2963106200369508100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2963106200369508100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-out-for-women-iii.html' title='Time Out for Women III'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SwruuLqMOUI/AAAAAAAABgE/kPP9rPCmxzs/s72-c/337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2012378779247387770</id><published>2009-10-27T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:30:00.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfortable?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I had snuck upstairs to take a shower and when I was done I found my baby like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFM3lhFgI/AAAAAAAABbw/25gmTUs5rxM/s1600-h/IMG_1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFM3lhFgI/AAAAAAAABbw/25gmTUs5rxM/s320/IMG_1520.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFNREA2nI/AAAAAAAABb4/-nr4nOOMHno/s1600-h/IMG_1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFNREA2nI/AAAAAAAABb4/-nr4nOOMHno/s320/IMG_1521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I hated to move her, but it really didn't look all that comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2012378779247387770?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2012378779247387770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2012378779247387770&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2012378779247387770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2012378779247387770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/comfortable.html' title='Comfortable?'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFM3lhFgI/AAAAAAAABbw/25gmTUs5rxM/s72-c/IMG_1520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5699389991436383333</id><published>2009-10-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:30:01.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pigtails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I just love them!  It's so fun to have a girl to do her hair, and even more fun that she actually has hair for me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFnMQMNRI/AAAAAAAABcA/8mBa0WmxgwM/s1600-h/IMG_1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFnMQMNRI/AAAAAAAABcA/8mBa0WmxgwM/s320/IMG_1530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFnlzR69I/AAAAAAAABcI/2Im2myAZDxE/s1600-h/IMG_1531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFnlzR69I/AAAAAAAABcI/2Im2myAZDxE/s320/IMG_1531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFoNxD79I/AAAAAAAABcQ/1EhU5op8gJk/s1600-h/IMG_1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFoNxD79I/AAAAAAAABcQ/1EhU5op8gJk/s320/IMG_1532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5699389991436383333?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5699389991436383333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5699389991436383333&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5699389991436383333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5699389991436383333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/pigtails.html' title='pigtails'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGFnMQMNRI/AAAAAAAABcA/8mBa0WmxgwM/s72-c/IMG_1530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7010820074634987897</id><published>2009-10-25T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:30:00.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This is my oldest on his first day of school.  He was excited, but you can't tell.  He sure is handsome, isn't he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEcwbJrBI/AAAAAAAABbY/tHkdfrSbrAM/s1600-h/IMG_1500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEcwbJrBI/AAAAAAAABbY/tHkdfrSbrAM/s320/IMG_1500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEdLp8CWI/AAAAAAAABbg/2J_wF6tHmVo/s1600-h/IMG_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEdLp8CWI/AAAAAAAABbg/2J_wF6tHmVo/s320/IMG_1502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEdjIPO3I/AAAAAAAABbo/SSWvi5MXa3w/s1600-h/IMG_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEdjIPO3I/AAAAAAAABbo/SSWvi5MXa3w/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;the two younger sibs wanting to get in on the action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7010820074634987897?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7010820074634987897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7010820074634987897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7010820074634987897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7010820074634987897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEcwbJrBI/AAAAAAAABbY/tHkdfrSbrAM/s72-c/IMG_1500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4762934224584215897</id><published>2009-10-24T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:30:00.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wild Streak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This summer my hubby's niece and her friend wanted to put some pink streaks in their hair and I oblidged. I in turn got the bug and put one in my hair. It was ok, but I put it too far back on my head. If I did it again I think I would put it closer to my face. It was fun while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEKATsZpI/AAAAAAAABbI/1ywOWJjt230/s1600-h/IMG_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEKATsZpI/AAAAAAAABbI/1ywOWJjt230/s320/IMG_1508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEKtybePI/AAAAAAAABbQ/mUGXjrg0Als/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEKtybePI/AAAAAAAABbQ/mUGXjrg0Als/s320/IMG_1514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4762934224584215897?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4762934224584215897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4762934224584215897&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4762934224584215897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4762934224584215897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-wild-streak.html' title='My Wild Streak'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGEKATsZpI/AAAAAAAABbI/1ywOWJjt230/s72-c/IMG_1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2327579151786895664</id><published>2009-10-23T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:30:00.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;The boys this summer in their swimming lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDkoCxrTI/AAAAAAAABaw/qMD1zy0QUFs/s1600-h/July-Sept8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDkoCxrTI/AAAAAAAABaw/qMD1zy0QUFs/s320/July-Sept8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;second son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDlROPsAI/AAAAAAAABa4/OyjXW_a1kKU/s1600-h/July-Sept7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDlROPsAI/AAAAAAAABa4/OyjXW_a1kKU/s320/July-Sept7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oldest son&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDlzm8vvI/AAAAAAAABbA/r5gPZ0_Q0RI/s1600-h/July-Sept6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDlzm8vvI/AAAAAAAABbA/r5gPZ0_Q0RI/s320/July-Sept6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;They were doing great, I hope they remember everything for next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2327579151786895664?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2327579151786895664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2327579151786895664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2327579151786895664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2327579151786895664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-swimming-lessons.html' title='More Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGDkoCxrTI/AAAAAAAABaw/qMD1zy0QUFs/s72-c/July-Sept8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8711554227582895529</id><published>2009-10-22T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:38:17.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We found this on our front porch in July. The paper by it is the size of half a piece of paper. It was HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvsQqfFlI/AAAAAAAABao/FYJm_uPEDnc/s1600-h/July-Sept5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvsQqfFlI/AAAAAAAABao/FYJm_uPEDnc/s320/July-Sept5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8711554227582895529?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8711554227582895529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8711554227582895529&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8711554227582895529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8711554227582895529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/toad.html' title='The Toad'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvsQqfFlI/AAAAAAAABao/FYJm_uPEDnc/s72-c/July-Sept5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1714511116588681961</id><published>2009-10-21T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:30:00.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My baby girl likes to get in the shower with me, this day she snuck in after I turned the water on. I went to get her after I was ready to get in and heard her already in and having a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6h1lFjpI/AAAAAAAABaI/xrQfHhehRwc/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6h1lFjpI/AAAAAAAABaI/xrQfHhehRwc/s320/IMG_1422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6ibM-2RI/AAAAAAAABaQ/pCNf_Mbg-Ug/s1600-h/IMG_1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6ibM-2RI/AAAAAAAABaQ/pCNf_Mbg-Ug/s320/IMG_1423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1714511116588681961?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1714511116588681961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1714511116588681961&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1714511116588681961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1714511116588681961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/shower-time.html' title='Shower Time'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6h1lFjpI/AAAAAAAABaI/xrQfHhehRwc/s72-c/IMG_1422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7234328633605070569</id><published>2009-10-20T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:20:36.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My middle child decided to take pics of himself. It just shows how big his lips are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGGa-I2w6I/AAAAAAAABcY/DYtUYprSb4k/s1600-h/July-Sept9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGGa-I2w6I/AAAAAAAABcY/DYtUYprSb4k/s320/July-Sept9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Just thought I'd post his art :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7234328633605070569?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7234328633605070569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7234328633605070569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7234328633605070569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7234328633605070569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-portraits.html' title='Self portraits'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrGGa-I2w6I/AAAAAAAABcY/DYtUYprSb4k/s72-c/July-Sept9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3401901759947492056</id><published>2009-10-20T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:30:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 24th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Part of the summer fun in Luna, is the 24th of July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;First the parade, then BBQ, then Rodeo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvFOqowJI/AAAAAAAABaY/j-i7NctO4IY/s1600-h/July-Sept3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvFOqowJI/AAAAAAAABaY/j-i7NctO4IY/s320/July-Sept3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvFXinv7I/AAAAAAAABag/EF2SkUPX0uQ/s1600-h/July-Sept4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvFXinv7I/AAAAAAAABag/EF2SkUPX0uQ/s320/July-Sept4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We skipped the rodeo this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3401901759947492056?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3401901759947492056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3401901759947492056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3401901759947492056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3401901759947492056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/24th-of-july.html' title='The 24th of July'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrFvFOqowJI/AAAAAAAABaY/j-i7NctO4IY/s72-c/July-Sept3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6896285820238411110</id><published>2009-10-19T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:15:56.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunioning Snyder Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Love my family and getting dirty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;all the new babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;FUN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEr2Yzv3lI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Cvhr8rNWsbY/s1600-h/July-Sept1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEr2Yzv3lI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Cvhr8rNWsbY/s320/July-Sept1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Maybe we'll actually camp in a tent next year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6896285820238411110?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6896285820238411110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6896285820238411110&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6896285820238411110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6896285820238411110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/10/reunioning-snyder-style.html' title='Reunioning Snyder Style'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEr2Yzv3lI/AAAAAAAABZ4/Cvhr8rNWsbY/s72-c/July-Sept1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6732490017440020505</id><published>2009-09-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:56:51.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Eat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;During our week long stay with my Grandparents, we did many things and among those things, we ate! Here are some of the things my kids enjoyed eating:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6PxlQEFI/AAAAAAAABaA/t01y35Vmjzk/s1600-h/July-Sept2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6PxlQEFI/AAAAAAAABaA/t01y35Vmjzk/s320/July-Sept2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My oldest enjoyed the cherries. My baby enjoyed her whole tomato, and peach. She was so cute, she wanted to get in on the action of making fresh salsa, but decided she had better take a few bites out of a few tomatoes before they were added in to something that was to hot for her to eat. She calls anything round a ball, including food. She climbed up on the table, reaching for the tomato, or the peach, saying "ball, ball!" Then supprised us all by taking a huge bite out of the tomato and continued to eat it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I got very lucky, my kids love their fruits and veggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6732490017440020505?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6732490017440020505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6732490017440020505&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6732490017440020505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6732490017440020505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-eat.html' title='Lets Eat!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrE6PxlQEFI/AAAAAAAABaA/t01y35Vmjzk/s72-c/July-Sept2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-55604892932131710</id><published>2009-09-25T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:58:04.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunioning Fuentes Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;One of my favorite times of the year are family reunions. I love seeing all of our extended family. The Fuentes Family Reunion is held every summer, usually the first weekend of August, but it was moved to the weekend of the 18th of July because of the early start of school where we live. This reunion is my Grandmother's Father's side of the family. It is held at the Head of the Ditch in Luna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Here are a few pics, I needed to get more of everyone else, but we got there just in time to eat. Then it started raining, during the family auction, and we couldn't hear a thing. So we went to my Grandparents house to let the kids run and have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEqNTxE5XI/AAAAAAAABZw/q5wOx7EnsJk/s1600-h/July-Sept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEqNTxE5XI/AAAAAAAABZw/q5wOx7EnsJk/s320/July-Sept.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I love my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-55604892932131710?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/55604892932131710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=55604892932131710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/55604892932131710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/55604892932131710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunioning-fuentes-style.html' title='Reunioning Fuentes Style'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SrEqNTxE5XI/AAAAAAAABZw/q5wOx7EnsJk/s72-c/July-Sept.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3632617210485639036</id><published>2009-08-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:51:51.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunioning - Costner Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kicked off the begininning of the summer with the Costner reunion. It was a lot of fun, we all enjoyed ourselves, thanks to Carla and all her hard work getting us organized. Here are a few pics for your viewing pleasure. :)&lt;br /&gt;These are all from Saturday afternoon at my parents house. I forgot my camera all the other days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SoQncyUuzHI/AAAAAAAABYg/MMaeuznluuE/s1600-h/2009-06-167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369460031231020146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SoQncyUuzHI/AAAAAAAABYg/MMaeuznluuE/s320/2009-06-167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just thought this was the funniest thing. Uncle Mike picking cherries during a downpour. He really wanted those cherries and something like a little rain wasn't going to stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxuZ8OgUsI/AAAAAAAABFI/2o7qoe5GHA8/s1600-h/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxuZ8OgUsI/AAAAAAAABFI/2o7qoe5GHA8/s320/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3632617210485639036?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3632617210485639036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3632617210485639036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3632617210485639036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3632617210485639036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/08/reunioning-costner-style.html' title='Reunioning - Costner Style'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SoQncyUuzHI/AAAAAAAABYg/MMaeuznluuE/s72-c/2009-06-167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-78227156337447351</id><published>2009-08-10T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:00:52.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family pics in Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pics are in the wrong order but they are great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister Alisha took them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn1mXnW6I/AAAAAAAABXk/Ay00cDXJ0Bo/s1600-h/M%26J+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365590176588848034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn1mXnW6I/AAAAAAAABXk/Ay00cDXJ0Bo/s320/M%26J+Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn1TESp2I/AAAAAAAABXc/xsYGrD4z3Hw/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365590171407525730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn1TESp2I/AAAAAAAABXc/xsYGrD4z3Hw/s320/Luna+family+pics5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the middle of the family pics middle son decided to take a potty break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn06xd3dI/AAAAAAAABXU/ROwtrqmj15c/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365590164886117842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn06xd3dI/AAAAAAAABXU/ROwtrqmj15c/s320/Luna+family+pics4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hubby and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmT1xO29I/AAAAAAAABW0/XyIVm0S-BTg/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmT1xO29I/AAAAAAAABW0/XyIVm0S-BTg/s320/Luna+family+pics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmUYipRLI/AAAAAAAABW8/AKpFVHctH3E/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmUYipRLI/AAAAAAAABW8/AKpFVHctH3E/s320/Luna+family+pics1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Middle son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmUtHSJ0I/AAAAAAAABXE/jxp6LCEP9a8/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmUtHSJ0I/AAAAAAAABXE/jxp6LCEP9a8/s320/Luna+family+pics2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Oldest son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmU4Mg6BI/AAAAAAAABXM/NhLzKIi4ncc/s1600-h/Luna+family+pics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZmU4Mg6BI/AAAAAAAABXM/NhLzKIi4ncc/s320/Luna+family+pics3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The Kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-78227156337447351?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/78227156337447351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=78227156337447351&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/78227156337447351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/78227156337447351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-pics-in-luna.html' title='Family pics in Luna'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SnZn1mXnW6I/AAAAAAAABXk/Ay00cDXJ0Bo/s72-c/M%26J+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2064015636065336305</id><published>2009-07-01T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T14:36:21.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Namesake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is for my Grandpa Ray&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I used to call him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grumpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mainly because he &lt;em&gt;pretended&lt;/em&gt; to be grumpy.  He was so fun, always teasing us and calling the girls, boys and the boys, girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My parents gave me the middle name of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ray&lt;/span&gt; after him, and I love it, I always have, the spelling and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;When I was younger I was trying to come up with baby names, (I had a lot of free time when I was younger) and I would make up names.  I had pages of them.  I tried making up names from the first letter or the last letter of each of my siblings: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CMMBBA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AECTEA&lt;/span&gt;, or a combination of the two.  I think I had come up with something that wasn't too bad, but I've since forgotten it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;One name stood out as a real contender, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Raylee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  It's my Grandpas' name, first and middle.  Then as time went on I realized that my "twin" cousin (we are exactly the same age, give or  take a few hours) has the middle name of Leigh, and of course my middle name is Ray.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rayleigh.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;As time went on the name evolved more, I worked with a girl named Rae and I really liked the spelling.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I had thought of a couple of middle names that sounded nice with it as well:  Ann and Dawn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I just hoped my husband would love it as much as I.  Turns out he did and he liked Dawn, for the middle name (it's my youngest sisters middle name), better as well.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt; Dawn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We just needed the baby to go with the name, and she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; came.  After two boys, we got our girl, and she fits her name nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxp3k07VVI/AAAAAAAABE4/8icxZqdOLvU/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxp3k07VVI/AAAAAAAABE4/8icxZqdOLvU/s320/108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This is the three of us in June of this year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We were lucky enough to make a short visit while were there.  His health is failing and he may not be with us much longer.  He doesn't remember much, but when my mom told him we named our baby after him he was thrilled.  I love that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;I am honored to carry his name and to have passed it on to my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you Grandpa Ray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2064015636065336305?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2064015636065336305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2064015636065336305&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2064015636065336305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2064015636065336305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/07/namesake.html' title='Namesake'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxp3k07VVI/AAAAAAAABE4/8icxZqdOLvU/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-82051033080955689</id><published>2009-06-30T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:48:55.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My variation of Grandma Lillies' salsa</title><content type='html'>10 tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 large sweet onion&lt;br /&gt;3 cans of diced tomatoes w/roasted garlic&lt;br /&gt;2 cans tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbs sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 Tbs white vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch chopped cilantro&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbs salt6 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jalapenos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;habanero&lt;/span&gt; peppers (for HOT salsa)&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of latex gloves6-7 qt containers or jars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Roast or blacken all peppers either in the broiler or over an open flame. All sides need to be blistered or black. Set aside in a paper bag or a bowl covered w/ plastic wrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dice all the tomatoes, put into a large bowl. Dice Onion (I put it in the food processor), add to tomatoes. Add the rest of the ingredients except the peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Split into two batches, one for med and one for hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Put your gloves on. Take your peppers and a knife and peel the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blackened&lt;/span&gt; skin off the peppers. Once you've done that cut the stem off and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-seed and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-vain the peppers. If you want even hotter salsa leave the seeds and veins in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For the med salsa, take 4 of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jalapeno&lt;/span&gt; peppers and chop them and put them in the food processor with half of one batch and chop on low for 1 min. Add back to batch and mix. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. For the hot salsa,take the remaining &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jalapeno&lt;/span&gt; peppers and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;habanero&lt;/span&gt; peppers and add to the food processor with half of the remaining tomato mixture and chop on low for 1 min. (I usually process all of the hot so I can tell the difference between the hot and the mild, also on how chunky you like your salsa) Add back to remaining batch and mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You can can the salsa or eat it fresh,and share if you like. You need several containers to store it. Keep it refrigerated if you don't plan on canning. Makes 6-7 quarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great for parties&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/4542882030479106016-82051033080955689?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/82051033080955689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=82051033080955689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/82051033080955689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/82051033080955689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-variation-of-grandma-lillies-salsa.html' title='My variation of Grandma Lillies&apos; salsa'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8800700846584613212</id><published>2009-06-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:36:25.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;This is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;!  We've been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;besties&lt;/span&gt; since the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;That's a long time, and not all of it's been great, but we are still good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;We met for lunch when we were in town a couple of weeks ago and we got to meet her fiance'.  I'm so happy that she is happy, and I can't wait to see her again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxpqXOUggI/AAAAAAAABEw/RhcOToHRf84/s1600-h/2009-06-166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxpqXOUggI/AAAAAAAABEw/RhcOToHRf84/s320/2009-06-166.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8800700846584613212?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8800700846584613212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8800700846584613212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8800700846584613212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8800700846584613212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxpqXOUggI/AAAAAAAABEw/RhcOToHRf84/s72-c/2009-06-166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7484928257829728101</id><published>2009-06-25T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:15:27.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My kids are so good at making silly faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;its funny except when you want to take a nice normal picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxwKw6SNkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/iRgkA7TvtZI/s1600-h/2009-06-168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxwKw6SNkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/iRgkA7TvtZI/s320/2009-06-168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;but if you catch them at the right moment, it's so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;I love how Raeleigh is playing peek-a-boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7484928257829728101?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7484928257829728101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7484928257829728101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7484928257829728101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7484928257829728101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/silly-faces.html' title='Silly Faces'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxwKw6SNkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/iRgkA7TvtZI/s72-c/2009-06-168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1969965825166742512</id><published>2009-06-23T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:06:59.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's too young&lt;/span&gt;, I say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Zach lost his first tooth a couple weeks back, and I almost cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My little boy is growing up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;and his new tooth has already made its appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxo7gTi2BI/AAAAAAAABEg/n_DXwK4pFOY/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxo7gTi2BI/AAAAAAAABEg/n_DXwK4pFOY/s320/114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Showing me his tooth for the camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxo71ps_uI/AAAAAAAABEo/9pF8ZQnmZA8/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxo71ps_uI/AAAAAAAABEo/9pF8ZQnmZA8/s320/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1969965825166742512?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1969965825166742512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1969965825166742512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1969965825166742512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1969965825166742512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/tooth.html' title='Tooth'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxo7gTi2BI/AAAAAAAABEg/n_DXwK4pFOY/s72-c/114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4255265626974701133</id><published>2009-06-21T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:35:37.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love my dad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a great man, father, and grandfather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxgfZAP9gI/AAAAAAAABDo/ASwcxrRRoqk/s1600-h/2009-06-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxgfZAP9gI/AAAAAAAABDo/ASwcxrRRoqk/s320/2009-06-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope your day was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4255265626974701133?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4255265626974701133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4255265626974701133&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4255265626974701133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4255265626974701133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dad.html' title='My Dad'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxgfZAP9gI/AAAAAAAABDo/ASwcxrRRoqk/s72-c/2009-06-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2456281644614061849</id><published>2009-06-19T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:26:29.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Well since we've moved I haven't spent much time blogging and I have a lot of make-up blogging to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Firstly, Raeleigh turned one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;She is such a cutie-pie, I just love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;She is a blessing to our family, it's so much fun to have her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;she's got the cutest personality, she is so silly at times, she makes us all laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;She is defanitly a Bierman, soooooo much energy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoMQ6ZTkI/AAAAAAAABEA/0T9ywheI2WY/s1600-h/2009-06-161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoMQ6ZTkI/AAAAAAAABEA/0T9ywheI2WY/s320/2009-06-161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoMuNbn8I/AAAAAAAABEI/Ms8T2lSOfbw/s1600-h/2009-06-162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoMuNbn8I/AAAAAAAABEI/Ms8T2lSOfbw/s320/2009-06-162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoNBWg4CI/AAAAAAAABEQ/bvNsQ9TnGkk/s1600-h/2009-06-163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoNBWg4CI/AAAAAAAABEQ/bvNsQ9TnGkk/s320/2009-06-163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoNUDG-pI/AAAAAAAABEY/2-Dk46VuiVc/s1600-h/2009-06-164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoNUDG-pI/AAAAAAAABEY/2-Dk46VuiVc/s320/2009-06-164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2456281644614061849?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2456281644614061849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2456281644614061849&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2456281644614061849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2456281644614061849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babys-birthday.html' title='My baby&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SjxoMQ6ZTkI/AAAAAAAABEA/0T9ywheI2WY/s72-c/2009-06-161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3615803291422087325</id><published>2009-06-19T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:23:10.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor Bubba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Kaleb fell today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;He cut open his chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;He had to get two stitches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;And super-glued back together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;My poor Bubba had a tough day, today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxi6ntz1cI/AAAAAAAABDw/65O81sYlKM4/s1600-h/june+dump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxi6ntz1cI/AAAAAAAABDw/65O81sYlKM4/s320/june+dump.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;But it didn't keep him down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Then again, not much can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxi61ZWTGI/AAAAAAAABD4/ZeLpIWiNGAk/s1600-h/june+dump1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxi61ZWTGI/AAAAAAAABD4/ZeLpIWiNGAk/s320/june+dump1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3615803291422087325?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3615803291422087325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3615803291422087325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3615803291422087325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3615803291422087325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-poor-bubba.html' title='My poor Bubba'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sjxi6ntz1cI/AAAAAAAABDw/65O81sYlKM4/s72-c/june+dump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-192046298780582871</id><published>2009-06-16T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:00:49.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BARF!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepolka-dotdaisy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg136/alw35/e48b2234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over at &lt;a href="http://thepolka-dotdaisy/"&gt;http://thepolka-dotdaisy/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tanielle&lt;/span&gt; is having a give away, thought it would be fun to share. It's about none other than puke/barf/chunks/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;throw&lt;/span&gt;-up and any other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;synonym&lt;/span&gt; you can come up with. Your most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; barf moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good story. My first pregnancy was horrible, and I puked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. My story, however, is about my second. I was eating breakfast one morning, I don't remember how far along I was (maybe 3 months), but the milk from the cereal and my allergies were not a good combination for that particular morning, or any other for that matter. Anyhow, that combination sent me running to the nearest bathroom. I didn't make it. Puke everywhere, and to boot, I slipped in it and went straight back and hit my head. After about a day or so of severe headaches and nausea, I ended up in the ER, only to find out I had a minor concussion. I had to sit there for a few hours with a neck brace on, which didn't help matters any, because when I'm pregnant, I can't have things on or near my neck, it makes me feel like I'm gonna puke. After a month or so, I finally felt better, however that may be when you are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prego&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the first pregnancy I also went to the ER because I couldn't stop puking, couldn't keep anything down. That was not good either, but thank goodness for little pills like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;zofran&lt;/span&gt;. They allowed me to work, I was still nauseous, but they kept me from puking all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-192046298780582871?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/192046298780582871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=192046298780582871&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/192046298780582871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/192046298780582871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/06/barf.html' title='BARF!!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2963599414882442850</id><published>2009-05-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:32:28.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad, Happy Day</title><content type='html'>I am truely having some major ups and downs as of late.  I am sad to leave my wonderful ward family and the friends we've made.  At the same time I'm happy to be blessed with the opportunity for a new start and more growing room for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad because I need help, but fear I waited too long to ask.  Having said that, I do need to thank those that have volunteered, and followed through:  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been stressful, and overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have gotten alot done but there's so much more to do.  With three kids under you feet all day, not much gets done.  My mother-in-law came this morning and helped quite a bit.  I can't believe how much stuff we have accumulated (and are getting rid of) in the past three years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I got my cry out.  Now back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2963599414882442850?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2963599414882442850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2963599414882442850&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2963599414882442850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2963599414882442850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-happy-day.html' title='Sad, Happy Day'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6285560251538886831</id><published>2009-05-06T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:10:38.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6285560251538886831?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6285560251538886831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6285560251538886831&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6285560251538886831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6285560251538886831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4849963029535382805</id><published>2009-04-30T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:10:01.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a sad day :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sfo2qgCeg9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Kd8wAI8Q6Us/s1600-h/My+Camera+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330633212729131986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sfo2qgCeg9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Kd8wAI8Q6Us/s320/My+Camera+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My poor baby got locked in the car this morning.  It was all I could do not to panic.  Along with her in the car was also my car keys, and my purse.  We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OnStar&lt;/span&gt;, so I called my husband to call them and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conferenced&lt;/span&gt; with them but they were unable to get the car unlocked because the car was in the garage and there was too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interference&lt;/span&gt; for the signal to get through.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by this time she was crying pretty hard, and I needed to call Zach's preschool to let them know we'd be late.  I was holding in my panic, still doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  It wasn't too hot out, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OnStar&lt;/span&gt; person called 911 and they sent a dispatch out, and John decided to come home and help as well.  He really was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;biggest&lt;/span&gt; help, he had another key.  John beat the dispatch by about 3 min. and saved the day.  We heard the sirens as they were getting near, John didn't think it was for us but once they are called they have to follow through.  Thankfully it wasn't a hot day, and she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I make sure at least one door is open as I get the kids in and out of the car, so it doesn't happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4849963029535382805?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4849963029535382805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4849963029535382805&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4849963029535382805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4849963029535382805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/locked-in.html' title='Locked In'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sfo2qgCeg9I/AAAAAAAAA_s/Kd8wAI8Q6Us/s72-c/My+Camera+129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-9197984175758561779</id><published>2009-04-15T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:02:35.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Details in short</title><content type='html'>4 Bedrooms / 3.5 Baths&lt;br /&gt;4,815 Sq. Ft.3 Car Garage&lt;br /&gt;Move-In Ready!&lt;br /&gt;GE Monogram gas appliances, front load washer/dryer, upgraded mocha maple cabinets, granite tile countertops, upgraded doors, 10 foot side gate, 8 foot carriage house garage doors, upgraded sound isulation, energy efficiency package, two-tone interior paint package, soft water system, Rec room, electronics upgrade, and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also has a lot of storage, every corner you turn there's a closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a spec home, and the lot size is abt 1/3rd of an acre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-9197984175758561779?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/9197984175758561779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=9197984175758561779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9197984175758561779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9197984175758561779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/details-in-short.html' title='Details in short'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1531788389417614053</id><published>2009-04-14T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:02:00.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the den.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeT3svZLfHI/AAAAAAAAA_M/n-3zMhA3gBU/s1600-h/den_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653007467150450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeT3svZLfHI/AAAAAAAAA_M/n-3zMhA3gBU/s320/den_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It will be my salon, but a few changes must be made first.  In the house we are looking to buy it doesn't have a door or entry into the main part of the house like it does in the model.  The only entry is by the laundry room, which is reached by walking through the entire lower level.  I don't really like that, so as soon as we can we will be putting a door in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are a few things that are not our style, but they are things that can be fixed.  Eventually.  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; things we can live with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are going to sign papers today!  Wish us luck!&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/4542882030479106016-1531788389417614053?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1531788389417614053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1531788389417614053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1531788389417614053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1531788389417614053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/house-part-iii.html' title='House part III'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeT3svZLfHI/AAAAAAAAA_M/n-3zMhA3gBU/s72-c/den_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8307724128120708883</id><published>2009-04-14T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:51:04.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So this is the bonus room, it's on the other side of the wall of the family room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7L-_kfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/yGhe_KmJ2jY/s1600-h/Pictures5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7L-_kfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/yGhe_KmJ2jY/s320/Pictures5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our great room doesn't have a bar or the doors leading to the outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These are the bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7adXpWI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GvRTKgI5CpY/s1600-h/Pictures6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7adXpWI/AAAAAAAAA-0/GvRTKgI5CpY/s320/Pictures6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;model&lt;/span&gt; they made the fourth room into a media room, which is great, but in ours it's a loft, so it's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enclosed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the master suite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7kvuP_I/AAAAAAAAA-8/tU9g-qdiAcM/s1600-h/Pictures7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7kvuP_I/AAAAAAAAA-8/tU9g-qdiAcM/s320/Pictures7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's beautiful in the pics, our is too, to a lesser extent, not so decked out.  No tile on the shower or tub, no framed mirrors, and basic fixtures.  Things we could do ourselves if we choose to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bathrooms and laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx8lUTHdI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xIFccX1bR_c/s1600-h/Pictures8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx8lUTHdI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xIFccX1bR_c/s320/Pictures8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The laundry room doesn't have the chute, but we'd like to add one, since it's downstairs.  It doesn't have all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cabinets&lt;/span&gt; but it does have the washer and dryer and a sink.  Bonus!  The bathroom on the top right is a Jack-and-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;, should be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;One more pic to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8307724128120708883?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8307724128120708883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8307724128120708883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8307724128120708883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8307724128120708883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/house-part-ii.html' title='House part II'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTx7L-_kfI/AAAAAAAAA-s/yGhe_KmJ2jY/s72-c/Pictures5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1704643371307518113</id><published>2009-04-14T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:29:34.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is the house we found. Now mind you, these pics are of the model, so basic structure is the same minus a few details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is the front and back of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrVZQhmTI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fPWiGEEky1M/s1600-h/Pictures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrVZQhmTI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fPWiGEEky1M/s320/Pictures1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The house we want is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;landscaped&lt;/span&gt;, and does not have the balcony. It's nice to see the potential though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the entry and front room and formal dining area and stairs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrVm9dCGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rpwwMCu_4ww/s1600-h/Pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrVm9dCGI/AAAAAAAAA-U/rpwwMCu_4ww/s320/Pictures2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Again, ours is more basic. The door is wood, the banister is all wood, and where you see wood flooring it's all tiled and there isn't an entry into the den like you see in the upper left pic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the Kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrV-jdZwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bvYLUMk2IyU/s1600-h/Pictures3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrV-jdZwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/bvYLUMk2IyU/s320/Pictures3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't it great! All that space, The color of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cabinets&lt;/span&gt; is different, just some basic stuff is different, but I love it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the family room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrV-LW6dI/AAAAAAAAA-k/HUZMJVMo7F4/s1600-h/Pictures4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrV-LW6dI/AAAAAAAAA-k/HUZMJVMo7F4/s320/Pictures4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Its adjacent to the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hold your horses! There's more to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1704643371307518113?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1704643371307518113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1704643371307518113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1704643371307518113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1704643371307518113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/house-part-i.html' title='House part I'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SeTrVZQhmTI/AAAAAAAAA-M/fPWiGEEky1M/s72-c/Pictures1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4699534395356728477</id><published>2009-04-02T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:08:55.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream a little dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this morning Kaleb awoke unusually early and came running into my room and said "Mommy!  You're alive!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; yeah, and you just woke me from a deep sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So John was up and got the full story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently, Kaleb was having a dream, in which Kaleb and I were on a plane and it crashed and caught on fire!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well that's not the worst of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when he ran into my room this morning exclaiming "Mommy!  You're alive!"  It must have been a huge relief to him.  After that he wanted to climb in bed with me and cuddle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor kid, what an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt; dream to have.  I really hope they get better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4699534395356728477?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4699534395356728477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4699534395356728477&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4699534395356728477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4699534395356728477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-little-dream.html' title='Dream a little dream'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5662282160944272288</id><published>2009-03-31T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:58:38.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Construction of a Wedding Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Two weekends ago I went up to Snowflake, AZ to make a wedding cake for my sisters friend. It was not an easy thing to do. We had forgotten the cake rounds, so we had to search &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Showlow&lt;/span&gt; for some. We had already traveled near to four hours to get to my Aunts house in Taylor, and then we spent over an hour just looking for a place that sold the rounds. When we finally found some we rushed back and started baking. I was already tired from traveling, but I had to get the cake baked because there wouldn't be enough time the next day. That was reserved for doing the brides hair, and decorating the cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So here is the process, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;collaged&lt;/span&gt;, of the construction of her cake. Thanks to Nat for the pics of the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I only wished that I had more time, a cake stand, and maybe a little more licence to use flowers or something to pretty it up a little more. The bride is very simplistic. So this is what I was able to do in the time I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It was a three tiers, two chocolate, one vanilla.  The filling was Strawberry preserves mixed with marshmallow cream and cool whip.  It turned out really yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SdKYFIWsbpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SAGgdosqxYo/s1600-h/cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SdKYFIWsbpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SAGgdosqxYo/s320/cake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5662282160944272288?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5662282160944272288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5662282160944272288&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5662282160944272288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5662282160944272288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/03/construction-of-wedding-cake.html' title='The Construction of a Wedding Cake'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SdKYFIWsbpI/AAAAAAAAA9U/SAGgdosqxYo/s72-c/cake1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8555649573304012845</id><published>2009-03-16T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:45:49.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the frog prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sb6cfrAKf2I/AAAAAAAAA80/UcgkZwf8VLU/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313856678277054306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sb6cfrAKf2I/AAAAAAAAA80/UcgkZwf8VLU/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 7th of this month we celebrated my nieces 6th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She turned 6 on the 3rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed to practice my cake decorating skills so I volunteered to make her birthday cake. This is the result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cake fit for a princess! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was devils food cake with chocolate ganach and whipped white chocolate mint filling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  It was SO yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8555649573304012845?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8555649573304012845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8555649573304012845&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8555649573304012845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8555649573304012845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/03/frog-prince.html' title='the frog prince'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/Sb6cfrAKf2I/AAAAAAAAA80/UcgkZwf8VLU/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8520277899435354269</id><published>2009-02-22T17:22:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:26:32.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma's Story</title><content type='html'>I gave a talk today in church and I thought I'd share it with you all :)  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to speak on a topic that was given as a challenge by our Stake president last fall.  If you remember it was to find the conversion stories of our ancestors and add them to our personal records.  I have to admit that until I was asked to speak on the subject, I had not done so.  My mother has many stories in her records, but I decided to share the story of my father’s mother, my grandmother, Lillie Mae Fuentes Snyder.  It’s kinda funny, when I called her, she said she and my grandfather were speaking in their ward this Sunday also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her conversion story begins when she was 16 yrs old, living in the tiny LDS settlement of Luna, NM, in 1951.  Although the community was predominantly LDS and she had many friends that were members, she knew nothing of the religion or its beliefs.  One day she was visited by a couple of stk missionaries from the area, they came to ask her if she would like to go with the youth of the church to attend the Mesa, AZ temple, and be baptized for herself.  She didn’t know what to say, she was very uncertain.  They asked her to think about it, and left her with a promise; if she would be baptized now, then later (maybe not now, but sometime in the future) she would yearn for the knowledge.  After they left she spoke with her mom and her who in turn left the decision up to her.  As she considered the trip, she thought of how much fun it would be to take a long trip with her friends, and decided it couldn’t hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t tell me much of what happened on the trip, only that she was baptized in the temple, and had to wait a few weeks until the next fast Sunday, to be confirmed a member of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was telling me her story I realized that I had never heard the whole thing.  I only knew that she had been baptized in the temple.  I didn’t know that she was completely blind to the LDS religion or even religion as a whole.  It’s amazing to me that she was able to make that leap without knowing anything except that some of her friends were members and they were nice people.  It makes me wonder if I could do something like that, commit to something so blindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now was the only member in her family which made it hard to get to church, so she wasn’t able to go as often as she would have liked, and so learning her new religion was slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Sunday she was attending, it happened to be my grandfathers first Sunday back from his mission.  When he saw her for the first time, he knew she was the one for him.  He had known her older brother, and when he left for his mission she was still quite young and he didn’t know her.???  After courting her for a short time, they were married civilly, and four months later they were sealed in the Mesa, AZ temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother attributes most of her learning the gospel to my grandfather teaching her in their young married lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years after being baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, after being sealed in the temple for time and all eternity, and after the birth of her second child, the promise the stk missionaries had given her came into fruition. One day she just had this overwhelming desire to learn as much about the church as she could. She read all the books my grandfather had, and borrowed many more from other members. She joined a book club and continued her search for knowledge of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, because she was humble enough to listen to the Spirit and let it guide her, she is faithful and strong in the gospel. My grandparents have served two missions for the church, one in the London, England mission, and the other in the Salt Lake Family History mission, partly in the Family History Center and the other part in the church Vaults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have 5 children, 16 grandchildren, and 8 great-grandchildren, most of which are strong members of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know personally, through their example, and my grandmother’s in particular, that I am in a better place than the world would have me be. I have a testimony of this gospel and in our Lord Jesus Christ, and in our Father in Heaven and in the Hold Ghost. They, like my grandparents, love me and want the best for me and my family. I know this gospel is true. I have witnessed it time and again. My grandmother’s faith is a testament to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8520277899435354269?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8520277899435354269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8520277899435354269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8520277899435354269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8520277899435354269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-grandmas-story.html' title='My Grandma&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1305598371813102444</id><published>2009-01-30T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:04:58.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Disappear</title><content type='html'>So...  Well...  Umm...  Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say for myself is that I have been otherwise occupied.  With what you may ask?  Well, I got this little gift for Christmas, and as it happens they are books.  Yes in the plural, &lt;em&gt;books.  &lt;/em&gt;All four &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; books to be specific.  I know, I know, I caved, but to my credit it wasn't my fault.  They were a gift, and it would be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to not use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I did not see the appeal looking on and I didn't know I would get so sucked in to this world of &lt;em&gt;Vampires&lt;/em&gt;.  I have to admit, I really, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; these books! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Shh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  It's a secret, don't tell anyone, I have read all the books &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt; and am on the &lt;em&gt;third&lt;/em&gt; round.  I &lt;em&gt;Know&lt;/em&gt;!  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  I also have seen the movie &lt;em&gt;three times&lt;/em&gt;, just this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll ever get over it?  Or if I'll keep sneaking back to them over and over?  I know they aren't for everyone, but they certainly&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;are for me&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go back to my book now, if you don't mind.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1305598371813102444?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1305598371813102444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1305598371813102444&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1305598371813102444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1305598371813102444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-miss-disappear.html' title='Little Miss Disappear'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4283674690768749621</id><published>2008-12-12T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:49:52.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah-Humbug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SUMcPvDAdgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hNkeOxoyVvc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279094244861048322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SUMcPvDAdgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hNkeOxoyVvc/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://blogs.forbes.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/12/11/scrooge_mcduck_fictional_15.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://blogs.forbes.com/digitaldownload/bylinedavid_m_ewalt/index.html&amp;amp;usg=__9TfdnyF1-B-Y4Qj_ebodkakO7Go=&amp;amp;h=294&amp;amp;w=183&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=32&amp;amp;sig2=_4bbXTH0V78av-4_hgS5tA&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=41KsBjSlP5VFZM:&amp;amp;tbnh=115&amp;amp;tbnw=72&amp;amp;ei=8ftCSc3UHJfysAOzhIG1BA&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dscrooge%2Bmcduck%26start%3D20%26ndsp%3D20%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1T4GGLR_enUS213US213%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm almost to the point of "scrooge-ing" gift giving. My reasons are, too much to do and not enough time to do it. I usually have everything ready by Thanksgiving, but this year, not so. Bringing one extra child into the mix definitely makes things harder. I don't like feeling so rushed and frantic, I like to enjoy the season, I love to give, but for some reason this year, I'm having a hard time with it. I am over my head. I have very little time to myself, and that time is spent trying to catch up. Hopefully all will turn out, it may not be as planned but, it Will get done and sent out to everyone, but it may get to you after Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my impromptu holiday poem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to make a list, yes and check it twice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is so much to do, and I can't "put it on ice".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's cards to send out, and gifts to make,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My house to clean, and treats to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To parties we go, babysitters to find,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda getting hectic, it's time to unwind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the reason for giving? I need to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it that day? The 25th of December?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, it's more than a day, it's a season of giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's how we remember the Lord is still living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From His humble birth, to His humble end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave His life, to us, my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I will continue, not just for a day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To keep on giving, I will find a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll get my list done, but I won't hurry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to remember, and to not scurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a season for giving, and a season is long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, what I'm saying is, and don't get me wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll get your gifts, and cards, and treats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you might not get them until the spring bird tweets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4283674690768749621?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4283674690768749621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4283674690768749621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4283674690768749621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4283674690768749621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah-Humbug!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SUMcPvDAdgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hNkeOxoyVvc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-732402501104631044</id><published>2008-11-05T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:23:31.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaleb's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So on the 1st we threw a "boo"-day party for Kaleb's 3rd birthday. I am not the best party thrower/organizer, so aside from a bit of dissarray, I think it went pretty well. Kaleb, most of all had a lot of fun. We invited families to come dressed up in their halloween garb and come and ride the lingering wave of the sugar high. We had pizza, cupcakes, and watched the b-day boy open his presents. We made masks and enjoyed eachothers company. Thanks to all who came and made this day great for Kaleb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Guests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQOsimBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gM3enY_r7mA/s1600-h/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQOsimBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gM3enY_r7mA/s320/collage18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The b-day boy and the cupcake tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQZK3JjI/AAAAAAAAA60/AfNTjJQ2Xxc/s1600-h/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQZK3JjI/AAAAAAAAA60/AfNTjJQ2Xxc/s320/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Opening the gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQo_MmCI/AAAAAAAAA68/iGNN9mlu7qo/s1600-h/collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQo_MmCI/AAAAAAAAA68/iGNN9mlu7qo/s320/collage19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-732402501104631044?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/732402501104631044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=732402501104631044&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/732402501104631044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/732402501104631044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/11/kalebs-party.html' title='Kaleb&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SRILQOsimBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gM3enY_r7mA/s72-c/collage18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1512640932633100757</id><published>2008-10-29T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:29:10.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='civic duty'/><title type='text'>Your Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SQjhcuPC2gI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bhNdDtc1Qi8/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704048146143746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SQjhcuPC2gI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bhNdDtc1Qi8/s320/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; lately about the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;candidates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;running mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and I'd like to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;your views&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So who are you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;voting for and why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1512640932633100757?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1512640932633100757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1512640932633100757&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1512640932633100757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1512640932633100757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-vote.html' title='Your Vote'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SQjhcuPC2gI/AAAAAAAAA6c/bhNdDtc1Qi8/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3622014794999937122</id><published>2008-10-22T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:17:44.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the fourth photo in the fourth folder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This pic was taken in December before Christmas of 2007. Looks like I'm peeling potatoes and there is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; mess on the counter top. Anyway, I tag Carla, Alisha, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brianne&lt;/span&gt;, Candace, and Nadine.  Just post the fourth photo in your fourth folder &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in your "my photos" folder) &lt;/span&gt;and give us a little background on it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SP-WZGMvTVI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vULHecgw4Xc/s1600-h/IMG_0076+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260088247696969042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SP-WZGMvTVI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vULHecgw4Xc/s320/IMG_0076+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3622014794999937122?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3622014794999937122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3622014794999937122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3622014794999937122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3622014794999937122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/photo-tag.html' title='Photo Tag'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SP-WZGMvTVI/AAAAAAAAA0g/vULHecgw4Xc/s72-c/IMG_0076+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3404101739847116283</id><published>2008-10-15T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:56:46.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Well here they are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7XnMFKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tyi4LQA1fbw/s1600-h/collage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7XnMFKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tyi4LQA1fbw/s320/collage15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;They turned out okay, considering the craziness the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt; had to deal with, but she seemed well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt;.  These are some I was able to download from their site so they may be hard to see clearly, they are low resolution.  They are good enough for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7fpy6JI/AAAAAAAAA0E/t8T2U80VhCI/s1600-h/collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7fpy6JI/AAAAAAAAA0E/t8T2U80VhCI/s320/collage14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here are the boys in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;autumn&lt;/span&gt; themed background, aren't they cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7vcptKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/FUNq52rvLJ8/s1600-h/kidpic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7vcptKI/AAAAAAAAA0M/FUNq52rvLJ8/s320/kidpic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I love this one of all three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7mTPPNI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Ljg4uVOT3HY/s1600-h/boypic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7mTPPNI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Ljg4uVOT3HY/s320/boypic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This shows a little of their playfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zach is stepping on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaleb's&lt;/span&gt; foot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We have to go back again for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt;, she didn't want to cooperate.  She really had had enough by the time we got to her individual pics.  So hopefully soon I'll have some cute pics of her to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3404101739847116283?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3404101739847116283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3404101739847116283&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3404101739847116283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3404101739847116283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-time.html' title='Picture time!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SPaq7XnMFKI/AAAAAAAAAz8/tyi4LQA1fbw/s72-c/collage15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-571165618356985832</id><published>2008-10-07T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:10:43.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE Night at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmUgz7DI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UEAWyw-JhVw/s1600-h/collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmUgz7DI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UEAWyw-JhVw/s320/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just Love the looks on their faces as they go down the slide!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Exhilaration&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I also love that we were able to get all three to look at the camera all at the same time.  The boys just love, love, love the park, any chance they get to go is sweet happiness.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; for them their mom is unsure how to handle two super active boys and a cranky teething baby girl, all by herself.  In the heat.  The solution, we go when its cooler, when daddy gets home.  That's why it's so dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmm770NI/AAAAAAAAAzs/m6NIFTl4dgc/s1600-h/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmm770NI/AAAAAAAAAzs/m6NIFTl4dgc/s320/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;one of the favorite things to do is go up the slide and then back down.  I'm not quite sure what the things in the middle are but they had fun on them anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmjo8ooI/AAAAAAAAAz0/DCSzKP2UFhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmjo8ooI/AAAAAAAAAz0/DCSzKP2UFhQ/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Zach climbing up the slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I am glad it's cooling off, I love the freedom of going outside to play instead of being cooped up inside all day.  We just need to get our back yard in good order now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-571165618356985832?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/571165618356985832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=571165618356985832&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/571165618356985832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/571165618356985832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/fhe-night-at-park.html' title='FHE Night at the Park'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SOuwmUgz7DI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UEAWyw-JhVw/s72-c/collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6135320341107337196</id><published>2008-10-06T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:35:03.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Tagged</title><content type='html'>Here goes nuttin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 T.V. Shows I Love To Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heroes&lt;br /&gt;2. The Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;3. Supernanny&lt;br /&gt;4. Ace of Cakes&lt;br /&gt;5. Glenn Beck&lt;br /&gt;6. Dancing with the Stars&lt;br /&gt;7. America's Got Talent&lt;br /&gt;8. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things that Happened Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Watched Conference&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to In-Laws&lt;br /&gt;3. Ate roast and potatoes&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited with Family&lt;br /&gt;5. Came home&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched Pocahantes&lt;br /&gt;7. Ate popcorn&lt;br /&gt;8. Rocked my daughter to sleep (twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Places to Eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ramano's Macaroni Grill&lt;br /&gt;2. Chili's&lt;br /&gt;3. Gardunios&lt;br /&gt;4. Wildflower Bread Company&lt;br /&gt;5. El Paso BBQ Co.&lt;br /&gt;6. Panda Express&lt;br /&gt;7. Chipoltle&lt;br /&gt;8. Claim Jumper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Look Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spending time with my family&lt;br /&gt;2. Going to Luna&lt;br /&gt;3. Having my Hubby home&lt;br /&gt;4. Having our house paid off&lt;br /&gt;5. Bedtime&lt;br /&gt;6. Going to the temple (and having one just a little closer!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Girls' night out&lt;br /&gt;8. Getting our Family Pictures taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on My Wish List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A sink in my laundry room&lt;br /&gt;2. A soft water system&lt;br /&gt;3. A weekly massage&lt;br /&gt;4. To loose my baby fat&lt;br /&gt;5. To have zero debt&lt;br /&gt;6. To take the whole family to Disney Land&lt;br /&gt;7. To help my parents make-over their house&lt;br /&gt;8. To be a "have-it-together mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I tag (in case you don't know what "tagged" means it indicates that you will post a blog with your own list of all these '8 things':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Carla&lt;br /&gt;2. Candace&lt;br /&gt;3. Brianne&lt;br /&gt;4. Alisha&lt;br /&gt;5. Nadine&lt;br /&gt;6. Koe&lt;br /&gt;7. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;8. Carolyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6135320341107337196?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6135320341107337196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6135320341107337196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6135320341107337196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6135320341107337196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5729699858340476021</id><published>2008-10-03T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:05:48.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, everyone for all the tips and advice you've given.  It means a lot to me to know I have a support group out there, near and far.  I'll keep you posted on the progress.  John and I agree that it probably stems from not enough individual attention, of the good sort.  He usually is the one that is getting into trouble, i.e. my couch.  Just calling out for attention in anyway he can get it.  Sometimes it takes others observations to help see the root of the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5729699858340476021?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5729699858340476021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5729699858340476021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5729699858340476021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5729699858340476021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6552409467411319640</id><published>2008-09-29T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:44:46.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biting'/><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>Please help!  I need advice.  Kaleb is biting.  Not just little nibbles, but almost blood drawing bites.  It seems to happen when there's a struggle over a toy or something, and moms are out of the room.  This is not good.  He is a strong willed kid, very active, and a bit possesive(maybe cause he is now the middle child).  Anyway, I don't know how to deal with it and any advise would be helpful.  So thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6552409467411319640?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6552409467411319640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6552409467411319640&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6552409467411319640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6552409467411319640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/09/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-994768301450818139</id><published>2008-09-26T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:12:32.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right under our noses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It happened AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SN2jZwDhZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5vFgJrgLQNA/s1600-h/collage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SN2jZwDhZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5vFgJrgLQNA/s320/collage11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor couch is getting some miles on it and it has been in our family for only a short time.&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering, or can't see in the picture, child #2 stuck again! This time it was with a pen! Right under our noses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me break it down for you: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Husband comes home to wonderful wife (cooking dinner) and beautiful, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt;, children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Gives love all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Comes to tell me about his day and all about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;financial&lt;/span&gt; crisis that our nation is in. While doing so decides to record the Presidents address to the Nation on such crisis. Upon doing so, looks over to discover previous offender (Kaleb) between the couches scribbling on the couch WITH A PEN!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What happened, we were right there the whole time! How did we not see him?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;At first all we saw was a tiny mark, no biggie, we can hide that, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I know my son better than that. I continue to look at the couches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;John asks: "what are you doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Me: "looking for more, I'm sure there's more."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sure enough, same couch as last time, &lt;em&gt;blue ink&lt;/em&gt; scribbles &lt;em&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/em&gt; the couch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;WHY?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Oh never mind, &lt;em&gt;why, &lt;/em&gt;how do we get it out. Go get "my new best friend", it's at Alisha's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So while John was out fetching the little green, and Kaleb was in time out, I felt a little tug to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt; "how to get ink out of furniture." The first site that popped up was &lt;em&gt;Ink on Microfiber Furniture at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thriftyfun.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.thriftyfun.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So what did it say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Rubbing Alcohol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So I find our rubbing alcohol, stored neatly above the stove, and a wash cloth, and go at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;IT WORKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It was so easy, it came right up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thank you for the prompting, and thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, without you I would be questioning our purchase of the &lt;em&gt;mess-resistant &lt;/em&gt;microfiber furniture. Which certainly is being put to the test, as well as my patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Another note:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thankfully, I was done cooking dinner and didn't forget to turn it off, or we may have had a "strike two" to add to my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Oh and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; let Kaleb out of time out, much to his relief, I'm sure. I tell ya I was prepared to leave him there all night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-994768301450818139?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/994768301450818139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=994768301450818139&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/994768301450818139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/994768301450818139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/09/right-under-our-noses.html' title='Right under our noses!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SN2jZwDhZkI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5vFgJrgLQNA/s72-c/collage11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5830535215012072856</id><published>2008-09-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:02:28.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SNQTYxbqy0I/AAAAAAAAAzI/gnTmzpM1Dck/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SNQTYxbqy0I/AAAAAAAAAzI/gnTmzpM1Dck/s320/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in my feeble attempt to read the instructions clearly,&lt;br /&gt;I set the oven temp 100 degrees higher than it should have been.&lt;br /&gt;So I had very burnt cookies very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SNQTZLwHWYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/G8vGOrSEiEQ/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SNQTZLwHWYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/G8vGOrSEiEQ/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my second attempt came out much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house smelled like burnt cookies all night.&lt;br /&gt;*bleh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5830535215012072856?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5830535215012072856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5830535215012072856&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5830535215012072856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5830535215012072856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/09/strike-one.html' title='Strike One!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SNQTYxbqy0I/AAAAAAAAAzI/gnTmzpM1Dck/s72-c/IMG_0702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3013019184976500359</id><published>2008-09-09T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:22:48.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juxtaposition</title><content type='html'>Although this is probably not a true juxtaposition I just like the sound of the word and thought it would be a good title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my issue: I am the go-to gal for those in need in my ward and a very busy mom. I really like my calling but the fun parts have been given to others and the hard parts are left to me. It's nice to know that we are a close knit group of sisters and we know we can rely on each other, but where is the line drawn? The line of how much can we rely on each other and how much should we do ourselves. What about those that rely on others to do it all for them but can do some for themselves but won't. What about those that need the help and don't feel like they can or should ask for it. I know it's a matter of agency at times, and we are stuck with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very hesitant to call others for help for just myself, but now I call for other women who need help. When my number pops up on the caller ID do people not answer because they know what I'm calling for? Or are they really just not home? I wish I had a bubbly infectious personality, one that it would be hard to say no to. Then would I be the one taking advantage? These women do need help, and I am the one chosen to find it for them, but only when they are in "the mire" so to speak. What happens when I am the one in "the mire"? I am only two months into this thing and I already feel I have become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a small part of the Lords work and I'll keep doing what I can, and by doing hopefully I can overcome the feelings of anxiety and frustration and the thoughts doubt and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all was just getting to me today, thanks for letting me get it off my chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3013019184976500359?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3013019184976500359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3013019184976500359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3013019184976500359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3013019184976500359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/09/juxtaposition.html' title='Juxtaposition'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5361400476198342731</id><published>2008-09-08T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:15:55.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SMWH-iIerpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/XuxFXVwuil8/s1600-h/collage10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SMWH-iIerpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/XuxFXVwuil8/s320/collage10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, these pics speak for themselves ;)&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit partial though.&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch babies sleeping, they are so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SMWH-3x8jGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/z9lWQ2qbcOM/s1600-h/collage9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SMWH-3x8jGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/z9lWQ2qbcOM/s320/collage9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so active and alert when she is awake,&lt;br /&gt;I love talking to her,&lt;br /&gt;she is a gabber, and can carry on a conversation in her own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5361400476198342731?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5361400476198342731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5361400476198342731&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5361400476198342731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5361400476198342731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-beautiful-baby-girl.html' title='My Beautiful Baby Girl'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SMWH-iIerpI/AAAAAAAAAx0/XuxFXVwuil8/s72-c/collage10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-564107011634557052</id><published>2008-08-14T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:58:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Dun It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Suspects*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsU9d5CI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wXAHtjD-1r4/s1600-h/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsU9d5CI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wXAHtjD-1r4/s320/collage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Crime*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsdCtE3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/QAxy158CwFE/s1600-h/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsdCtE3I/AAAAAAAAAxc/QAxy158CwFE/s320/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Culprit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGs9vJDfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qrXsEkAOX9c/s1600-h/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGs9vJDfI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qrXsEkAOX9c/s320/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Deduction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child #1:  Could have done it but had no evidence to back up charges (no traces of chocolate on him)&lt;br /&gt;Child #3:  Had a solid alibi - she can't walk, and I was changing her diaper upstairs during the crime&lt;br /&gt;Child #2:  It really is obvious isn't it - he was caught red handed (or should I say chocolate handed),  holding the bottle, drawing a "racecar track" (I just recently found that out) for his cars to drive on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Remedy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsxdraJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/nWBsG3vxIYg/s1600-h/little+green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsxdraJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/nWBsG3vxIYg/s320/little+green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new best friend!&lt;br /&gt;This machine works great!  It was a good investment, not only have we cleaned chocolate out of a couch, but lotion out of the carpet as well!  I am sure that's not the last of it either, my stairs need cleaned as well.  Now if I could just find someone willing to do them for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, it's all me.&lt;br /&gt;*bleh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-564107011634557052?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/564107011634557052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=564107011634557052&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/564107011634557052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/564107011634557052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-dun-it.html' title='Who Dun It?'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKTGsU9d5CI/AAAAAAAAAxU/wXAHtjD-1r4/s72-c/collage5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6873215082866367349</id><published>2008-08-14T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:45:36.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM, Mmm, mmm&lt;br /&gt;the joys of eating ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scream, you scream,&lt;br /&gt;we all scream,&lt;br /&gt;for Ice Cream!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKS1j0qoYFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uTGX5_91JSo/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKS1j0qoYFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uTGX5_91JSo/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb enjoying his cone thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKS1kJPjs5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/zZM_CtbWlvw/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKS1kJPjs5I/AAAAAAAAAwk/zZM_CtbWlvw/s320/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Zach looks like he's getting full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ice cream too, but the way these boys attacked their cones says it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6873215082866367349?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6873215082866367349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6873215082866367349&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6873215082866367349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6873215082866367349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/08/ice-cream-faces.html' title='Ice Cream Faces'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SKS1j0qoYFI/AAAAAAAAAwc/uTGX5_91JSo/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6595033787717022813</id><published>2008-08-14T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:19:40.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first video post</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this is my first attempt at posting a video. I hope it works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82172802050bb0ef" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82172802050bb0ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330168197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DBA48768EA686620198B47F381A8838655511D.3B7F07C43B6AA4F5D823C2742CA492AFF3805F51%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82172802050bb0ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAJRxgEIfRbg8_xQarRAmP6GN-Fs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82172802050bb0ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330168197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39DBA48768EA686620198B47F381A8838655511D.3B7F07C43B6AA4F5D823C2742CA492AFF3805F51%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82172802050bb0ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAJRxgEIfRbg8_xQarRAmP6GN-Fs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it took forever to load, but she's a cutie and worth the wait. Kaleb tried to take the camera at one point because he wanted to see pics of himself eating ice cream and pics of some race cars that we took at John's company Christmas party. I'll have to post the ice cream pics in another post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6595033787717022813?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=82172802050bb0ef&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6595033787717022813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6595033787717022813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6595033787717022813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6595033787717022813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-my-first-attempt-at-posting.html' title='My first video post'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2599268911602175486</id><published>2008-08-07T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:47:04.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyH2oqvAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/EYZw4FTFPCU/s1600-h/IMG_0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830502627523586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyH2oqvAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/EYZw4FTFPCU/s320/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaleb running in my grandparents yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIFK6yFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ZWvbBxsJLFE/s1600-h/IMG_0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830506529278034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIFK6yFI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ZWvbBxsJLFE/s320/IMG_0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIPPnNzI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nR3pSwnnK-I/s1600-h/IMG_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830509233321778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIPPnNzI/AAAAAAAAAwA/nR3pSwnnK-I/s320/IMG_0646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and jumping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIJa2ozI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Kjcf7JLLFLk/s1600-h/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830507669857074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIJa2ozI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Kjcf7JLLFLk/s320/IMG_0649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and pushing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIERolxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uJ5DVeAmiSw/s1600-h/IMG_0654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231830506289010450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyIERolxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uJ5DVeAmiSw/s320/IMG_0654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and walking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite times of the year is when we get to spend some time in Luna with my grandparents.  I love the Mountains, and all the family we see at the reunions.  This year because of all the rain, there was actually water in the creek, and quite a bit of it.  We let the kids play in it, and it just brought back a lot of memories of days gone by.  *sigh*  One of these days we'll actually camp out up there for the full experience.  What I'd really like to do is get a good sized pop-up camper, so even if it rains we could still camp and be comfortable.  I want to be able to expose my children, and husband for that matter, to the enjoyment of a simple vacation.  Just camping out, roasting hot-dogs and marshmallows, playing in the creek, going on nature hikes, swinging on the tree swing, and getting to know ALL of their extended family as well as possible.  We all grow up and move on, but when they are still little I want to bring the enjoyment of the small town and camping into their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2599268911602175486?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2599268911602175486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2599268911602175486&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2599268911602175486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2599268911602175486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/08/luna.html' title='Luna'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SJsyH2oqvAI/AAAAAAAAAvw/EYZw4FTFPCU/s72-c/IMG_0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7401625405621138451</id><published>2008-06-20T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:22:15.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw5D_5GzLI/AAAAAAAAARA/nY4ag5FKBS8/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214105209441537202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="258" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw5D_5GzLI/AAAAAAAAARA/nY4ag5FKBS8/s400/kids.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw44Qkj0kI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cZw3E1IU9wE/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Auralee&lt;/span&gt;, Zachery, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elijah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taryn, Kaleb, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LillyAnne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw4haYHmpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6r1mxHY9Yoo/s1600-h/IMG_0528_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214104615255513746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw4haYHmpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6r1mxHY9Yoo/s200/IMG_0528_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Auralee&lt;/span&gt; and Taryn belong to Carla and Lucas. Zach, Kaleb, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt;, of course belong to John and I. Eli and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LillyAnne&lt;/span&gt; belong to Brant and Nadine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love how you can capture so much of their personalities through pictures. They are all so cute and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mischievous&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/4542882030479106016-7401625405621138451?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7401625405621138451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7401625405621138451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7401625405621138451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7401625405621138451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/06/kids.html' title='Kids!!!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFw5D_5GzLI/AAAAAAAAARA/nY4ag5FKBS8/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6943860277998944738</id><published>2008-06-20T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:45:58.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers and Sisters minus one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is US!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4MG_OWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yPdg_U_8Mi8/s1600-h/IMG_0562_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214095110957906274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4MG_OWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yPdg_U_8Mi8/s200/IMG_0562_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, w/Raeleigh, Marc, Carla, Alisha, and Brant.  Brianne was there in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4VxshwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GrMeWYtv_p8/s1600-h/IMG_0558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214095113552955138" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4VxshwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GrMeWYtv_p8/s200/IMG_0558.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4mJfGnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Aj1yR8KwmYs/s1600-h/IMG_0576_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4mJfGnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Aj1yR8KwmYs/s1600-h/IMG_0576_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marc w/the guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4VdVTYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/JCI28ckWn9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214095113467547010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4VdVTYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/JCI28ckWn9Y/s200/IMG_0554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carla w/her camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4eVtVzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cx04hI4qu2g/s1600-h/IMG_0560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214095115851487026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4eVtVzI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cx04hI4qu2g/s200/IMG_0560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brant in the glider, and Nadine debating on what to take a picture of next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4mJfGnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Aj1yR8KwmYs/s1600-h/IMG_0576_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214095117947705970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4mJfGnI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Aj1yR8KwmYs/s200/IMG_0576_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc and Eli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a lot of fun having them here, I just wish we had more time with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6943860277998944738?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6943860277998944738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6943860277998944738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6943860277998944738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6943860277998944738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/06/brothers-and-sisters-minus-one.html' title='Brothers and Sisters minus one'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwv4MG_OWI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yPdg_U_8Mi8/s72-c/IMG_0562_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7920904157130840449</id><published>2008-06-20T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T15:24:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the boys have had swimming lessons for the past four weeks and they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have had a lot of fun in the water. Kaleb, my 2 1/2 yr old, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is fearless, which is very scary. Zach, my 4 yr old, is timid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and has to be pulled in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2L5o_wI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eWeSi2uIfG0/s1600-h/IMG_0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214066489239863042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2L5o_wI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eWeSi2uIfG0/s200/IMG_0541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is kaleb diving in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2IRh0NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TvVU76maEHY/s1600-h/IMG_0540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214066488266313938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2IRh0NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/TvVU76maEHY/s200/IMG_0540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;always head first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2AWNRPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AIq7V5XjQRU/s1600-h/IMG_0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214066486138455282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2AWNRPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AIq7V5XjQRU/s200/IMG_0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zach climbing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2IoeIXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lnfv5ySw5Ig/s1600-h/IMG_0544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214066488362541426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2IoeIXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lnfv5ySw5Ig/s200/IMG_0544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zach on the side seeing what Kaleb is doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2TPQ3nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ny_jf-hD7xg/s1600-h/IMG_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214066491209604722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2TPQ3nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ny_jf-hD7xg/s200/IMG_0545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb taking his turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kaleb will dive for toys at the bottom of the pool and retrieve them (with a little help getting to the bottom). Zach is very reluctant just putting his face in the water. Kaleb would be the reason we never will own a pool. he loves to jump off the diving board and almost did yesterday with no one to catch him. I about had a heart attach. I wish I would have remembered my camera for that day :(&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/4542882030479106016-7920904157130840449?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7920904157130840449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7920904157130840449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7920904157130840449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7920904157130840449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/06/boys-have-had-swimming-lessons-for-past.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SFwV2L5o_wI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eWeSi2uIfG0/s72-c/IMG_0541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-9177185148378976334</id><published>2008-05-28T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T15:55:48.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hwWC2pxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zdLEs2ZPnb8/s1600-h/IMG_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205564964977682194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hwWC2pxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zdLEs2ZPnb8/s320/IMG_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my girl, funny thing was she was fine until&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I started taking her picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hwmC2pyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NEgR-ujomnA/s1600-h/IMG_0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205564969272649506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hwmC2pyI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NEgR-ujomnA/s320/IMG_0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's 5 weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;weighing in at a whopping 7 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hxGC2pzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MmhU2sv9Geg/s1600-h/IMG_0514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205564977862584114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hxGC2pzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/MmhU2sv9Geg/s320/IMG_0514.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;boy does she have a set of lungs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she has come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;equipt&lt;/span&gt; to challenge her brothers for attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-9177185148378976334?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/9177185148378976334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=9177185148378976334&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9177185148378976334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/9177185148378976334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-girl.html' title='My Girl'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SD3hwWC2pxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/zdLEs2ZPnb8/s72-c/IMG_0512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7187909052211976950</id><published>2008-05-27T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:39:28.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As I Know It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SDx-sWC2pwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pRzF-_9qiCw/s1600-h/IMG_0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205174569630344962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SDx-sWC2pwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pRzF-_9qiCw/s320/IMG_0429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt; Dawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bierman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        4 lbs. 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ozs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           4/17/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's been a little over 5 weeks now and I'm doing a lot better now. I had to have an emergency c-section so the healing process has been slow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Raeleigh&lt;/span&gt; is doing really good as well, she is growing at a pretty fast rate considering everything she's been through. They are still somewhat concerned about her white blood cell count, it's been low, but they will wait to check it again at her two month well child check. Other than that, my life is crazy. Taking care of 3 kids under the age of 4 is insane for me. The boys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; starting to calm down, but they still won't leave the baby alone. Zach always wants to hold her and feed her and touch her, but Kaleb just wants to hit her and make her cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I can't go anywhere, unless I can find someone to watch my boys. John bought me a three time use membership to massage envy for my birthday, and I have to use them all before July, but I haven't gotten to go in yet. Thankfully they let you come in anytime, so hopefully I'll be able to break away this Saturday and enjoy an hour to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7187909052211976950?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7187909052211976950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7187909052211976950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7187909052211976950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7187909052211976950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-as-i-know-it.html' title='Life As I Know It'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/SDx-sWC2pwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pRzF-_9qiCw/s72-c/IMG_0429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1840169039219209495</id><published>2008-04-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:33:14.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day</title><content type='html'>Ok, so tomorrow is the "Big Day ", it's when I go in for my amniocintisis and possible admittence in the hospital to have the baby.  To tall you the truth I thought I'd be a little more scared or nervous, but I'm not at all.  I'm excited!  I want to have this baby.  I want her to be safe, healthy, and happy.  I am going to get a blessing tonight for her and I, that we will both make it through just fine.  I know we will, because the Lord keeps assuring me, but one more blessing never hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1840169039219209495?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1840169039219209495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1840169039219209495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1840169039219209495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1840169039219209495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-day.html' title='Big Day'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7754416237645240671</id><published>2008-04-07T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:17:33.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>So here is the latest update for all to read.  For all those that I talked to, I was mistaken in the Rh level, it is not 28, it is 128, which is much higher and is why they are not going to stop my contractions.  So basically if I go into labor any time soon they won't stop it from happening.  If I don't have the baby before the 16th they will do an amniocintisis checking for hydrops (&lt;a href="http://www.healthsystem.virginia.edu/uvahealth/peds_hrnewborn/hydrops.cfm"&gt;http://www.healthsystem.virginia.edu/uvahealth/peds_hrnewborn/hydrops.cfm&lt;/a&gt; ) and an NST immediatly afterwards, and they will induce labor at the latest by the 19th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we will have a baby soon, within the next couple weeks.  It's scary but at the same time I am very relieved.  I want this little one out, and I think the sooner the better.  All the ultrasounds and NSTs that have been done show that she is doing really well, and I want it to stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a chance, read the info from the link above, it explains alot.  And the reasons I want her out ASAP.  I am glad the doctor agrees, but I almost wish we could do all that this week.  Oh well, I will just have to be patient and rest, and maybe walk some too, to see if we can get those contractions to come a little more :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7754416237645240671?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7754416237645240671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7754416237645240671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7754416237645240671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7754416237645240671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/04/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6821307315556481932</id><published>2008-04-05T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:37:48.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 weeks aand counting</title><content type='html'>So I don't know what my RhE levels are, but most likely I'll find out on Monday (unless they messed up again).  Here is what I do know:  I see the specialist on Mondays to get a BPP/Doppler Ultrasound - this is basically a more detailed ultrasound that can track the baby's blood flow and also measure the amounts of fluid in the uterus.  On Wednesdays I go in to my OB/GYN to have an NST (non-stress test), an ultrasound, and to see my Doc.  The NST is for monitoring the baby's heart rate to make sure she is doing ok and to see if she can be active and still not show signs of stress.  It also monitors any contractions I may have.  Then on Saturdays I go in to the Hospital to have another NST done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was my first hospital visit, and the baby did great, but I seem to be contracting.  The contractions were 5 min apart, this is bad considering the baby needs to stay inside at least for another week until I get past my 36 week mark.  So they gave me a shot of tributilene to stop the cantractions and hope it holds off until monday so I can tell one of my doctors and he can perscribe the pill form for me.  They also put me on light bed rest for the rest of the week.  How I am supposed to make that happen we'll never know.  I set up with the women in my ward to take care of the boys for a couple of hours a day so hopefully that will be enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to give a better update on Monday of what they have said concerning the RhE, but I guess we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all, and thank you so much for your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6821307315556481932?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6821307315556481932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6821307315556481932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6821307315556481932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6821307315556481932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/04/35-weeks-aand-counting.html' title='35 weeks aand counting'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8095967127217188164</id><published>2008-03-25T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:01:28.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Something Fun</title><content type='html'>I needed something fun, ya know a little pick-me-up.  I stole this from my Friend Koe (Koi).  Have fun with it, I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet &amp;amp; current car) Midnight Tundra&lt;br /&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)Neopolitan Thin Mint&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name)M Bie&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal) Purple Koala&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born) Ray Farmington&lt;br /&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)Bieme&lt;br /&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)The White Cream Soda&lt;br /&gt;8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)Ray George&lt;br /&gt;9. STRIPPER NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy) Warm Vanilla Sugar Carmello&lt;br /&gt;10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names ) Costner Glen&lt;br /&gt;11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter) Nelson Newark&lt;br /&gt;12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower) Spring Pansey&lt;br /&gt;13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)Strawberry Maternity&lt;br /&gt;14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree) Eggs Aspen&lt;br /&gt;15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”) The Scrapping Rain Tour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8095967127217188164?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8095967127217188164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8095967127217188164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8095967127217188164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8095967127217188164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-something-fun.html' title='Just Something Fun'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2464593781807907704</id><published>2008-03-20T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T13:18:04.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys of Parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LAz10nD9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/xFfpd7a15l4/s1600-h/IMG_0251_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179914518283096018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LAz10nD9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/xFfpd7a15l4/s320/IMG_0251_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaleb got into my makeup (With a little help from Zach, I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LAz10nD-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/MPvehOph2J4/s1600-h/IMG_0252_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179914518283096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LAz10nD-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/MPvehOph2J4/s320/IMG_0252_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he really didn't like me taking his picture, he screamed the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LA0F0nD_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1253JVQvr-o/s1600-h/IMG_0271_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179914522578063346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LA0F0nD_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1253JVQvr-o/s320/IMG_0271_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was the very next day, the boys found my markers and thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it would be fun to use Kalebs legs as a canvas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what they do to each other, in this case what is done to Kaleb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to have locks on my refrigerator and pantry so they don't go "hog  wild"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the food.  It happens all the time now that the refrigerator lock is broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be doing someones hair in the other room assuming that they are occupied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with a cartoon and the snacks and drinks I have given them, only  to come in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and discover that Zachery has gotten into the refrigerator and pulled food out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It would be ok if he just ate it, but he chews it up and spits it out, or in one case &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he opened up a yogurt and flinged it all over the walls, and smeared it into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the couch cushions!  AARGH!!!  He is notorious for crushing his crackers and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cookies all over the carpet, and spitting his grape juice or milk all over Kalebs'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;head and the walls and furniture and tv.  Thankfully we as parents learn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our lessons and try to not give him things that encourage such behavior, but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what do you do when you ask him WHY he did it in the first place, and he &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tells you "because I was mad at you".  What did I do to make him mad?  Is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it because I am doing hair, and not right there with him?  I have been doing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hair at home since he was born, and he is now expressing his dislike for this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope he can appreciate me more when I stop doing hair for the next &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couple of months and we can work something out.  He is almost 4, and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sure wish he could behave a little better and be a good example for his brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't blame it all on him, after all, he is just a kid, and I could be a better mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2464593781807907704?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2464593781807907704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2464593781807907704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2464593781807907704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2464593781807907704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/03/joys-of-parenting.html' title='The Joys of Parenting'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-LAz10nD9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/xFfpd7a15l4/s72-c/IMG_0251_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-5135441643475710162</id><published>2008-03-20T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:09:32.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here I am again</title><content type='html'>this is me once again @ about 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-KyUl0nD7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ofHC16S1BOw/s1600-h/IMG_0289_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179898588249395122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-KyUl0nD7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ofHC16S1BOw/s320/IMG_0289_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-KyVl0nD8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/I-tLcg5i_Os/s1600-h/IMG_0291_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179898605429264322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-KyVl0nD8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/I-tLcg5i_Os/s320/IMG_0291_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit bigger now @ 8 months, and very uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;as you all can imagine.  I am starting to swell in my legs and&lt;br /&gt;feet and hands and my face.  Not fun!  But at least I only&lt;br /&gt;have one month left!  Along with that comes the weekly nst's,&lt;br /&gt;ultrasounds and doctors visits, which aren't so bad except the&lt;br /&gt;fact that it takes me 30 min just to get there and I have to&lt;br /&gt;find a babysitter for each visit, and gas prices have once again&lt;br /&gt;gone above $3.  But once I'm there it's nice to sit and relax for&lt;br /&gt;a little bit without the boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-5135441643475710162?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/5135441643475710162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=5135441643475710162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5135441643475710162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/5135441643475710162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-i-am-again.html' title='here I am again'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R-KyUl0nD7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ofHC16S1BOw/s72-c/IMG_0289_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-758635030316885807</id><published>2008-03-06T12:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:51:43.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So this is what I learned today at the specialist.  The anti E is still to low to worry about, and the doctor is confident that it will stay that way for the rest of my pregnancy.  But, there still is a chance that it could get out of controll, so with that said, he'll let my doctor handle all the blood tests and ultrasounds and such and if it gets out of controll then I'll come back to him.  So yay!  I guess.  He was way more concerned about my gestational diabetes, he firmly believes that I have type 2 diabetes, because we tested two months early and the results came back high.  He thinks that if they would have tested at 19 weeks, it still would have been high and they would have been able to diagnose me with type 2, but they tested too late and now I have to get tested after I have the baby.  He said a hemoglobin A1c test isn't good enough, but that I need to have a glucose screening test done.  Then he sent us off to their nutritionist and she set me up with a set diet plan, which I have to report every friday.  I have to write down the exact amounts of everything I eat and drink, for all my meals and snacks.  Talk about a headache!  The funny thing is, is that I have small babies, so it makes me wonder if I didn't have diabetes, how small would they be?  Normally the babies come out large and swollen, but not mine, they come out small.  Funny, huh.  My doctor attributes that to how well I controll my diet... well should I not so they come out a little bigger?  So anyways, the fun is not over yet, I still have to get my blood tested regularly, and we don't know what the result is from the test they did on monday, so we'll see (for the antibody).  And I can look forward to an awefull remaining two months of my pregnancy, of a strict diet, and possible insulin shots.  So I guess you could say we got good news and bad news...  And I believe the many many prayers have been the cause of the good news!  Thank you All!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-758635030316885807?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/758635030316885807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=758635030316885807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/758635030316885807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/758635030316885807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6733380462289153595</id><published>2008-02-15T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:21:13.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tearful</title><content type='html'>So we went and took some treats over to my mother-in-laws yesterday evening, for her and Gr. Aunt Janet, and we sat and talked for a little bit.  She had a chemo treatment on the 13th  and had to get some follow up shots yesterday.  It was not only Valentines day, but it was her birthday as well.  As we talked she said she has come to peace with the Lord about her cancer.  She said she has been pleeding with the Lord the if it's between her and Raeleigh that she would rather go and let my baby live.  I can't even write about this without crying.  I hope that the Lord wouldn't do that, to send one and take on from the same family, I know he has before, but please not now.  Can't we have both.  She was so sincere, and I couldn't help but cry.  Even worse, I almost gave in to my selfish thoughts and wished for my baby's life over that of her life.  I quickly pushed that aside, I couldn't bare to think like that, how could I.  What person could be luckier to have a mother-in-law like her, she is so caring and so unselfish and so giving.  She loves my family like her own, and continually asks about them and is concerned for them, and when she can, she gives of herself to them.  I couldn't have asked for better, and to think that she would be willing to give her life in place of my unborn baby, I just can't bare to think that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a bit depressing, but please, pray for her and my baby.  We learned on Sunday that we should pray for the Lords will, and for me that is hard.  I want to but I am selfish, and I want the Lords will to be my will, and I know it should be the other way around.  Trials are hard, especially with so much uncertainty, and when dealing with life and death.  I find comfort in my family and in those I love, that lift me when I'm down, but the mind can be a terrible thing when you let the adversary in.  When I'm low is the times that are the hardest, but thankfully there are places like this that let me get my thoughts out when I don't feel like talking.  So thanks and I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6733380462289153595?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6733380462289153595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6733380462289153595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6733380462289153595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6733380462289153595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/02/tearful.html' title='Tearful'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-417395088350024797</id><published>2008-02-11T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:31:10.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Face of E</title><content type='html'>The Rh E antibody has reared it ugly head once more, and I am not happy.  I was hoping to get through this pregnancy without many complications.  Well, to my utter disappointment, no such luck.  First came the breaking news that I had this rarity called the Rh E antibody, otherwise known as anti E.  That was early on in my pregnancy and was told I only had a trace of it, so it was nothing to worry about.  Okay, so that was that.  Then came the ever looming gestational diabetes.  I knew I would probably get it, so I was just taking it in stride.  It came, and along with the one and three hour tests, it was confirmed that indeed I have gestational diabetes.  Luckily, I have been able to control it with diet, and hopefully it remains that way.  Unfortunately, the anti E has multiplied, still not in the danger zone, but high enough to worry that it could get there.  Just the mere fact that it has multiplied is something to worry about.  I also am retaining water already, and I had toxemia with Zach and it is a possibility that I could get it again.  So along with the weekly to every-other week visits I have to look forward to with my regular OBGYN, I now have to see a specialist weekly.  I have yet to see him, I just received the news today, so everything will be coming along shortly.  I am trying really hard not to worry, and to look at the positives, but it is hard.  The good thing is that the baby is far enough along to survive if anything major does happen.  I know I am in good hands, and if this baby is to survive, and be a part of our family here on this earth, I know the Lord will make it so.  Even so, extra prayers never hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you updated on what I find out from the specialist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-417395088350024797?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/417395088350024797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=417395088350024797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/417395088350024797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/417395088350024797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/02/face-of-e.html' title='The Face of E'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6859409445703221118</id><published>2008-01-31T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:27:11.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So thankfully we are all over the stomach flu and the head colds + ear infections.  I will tell you they are no fun, the worst is being thrown up on over and over.  I had to cancel hair appointments, and take a trip to the urgent care, (with both boys on a Sunday) for the ear infection.  Thankfully all that is over now and I get to deal with two rambunctious little boys who have a hard time listening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In other news...the results came back for my three hour glucose test, and as I expected, three out of four tests were high.  So, I am officially a gestational diabetic.  Which means a strict diet of low to no sugar, low carbs and starches, and low fruit.  I can have more vegetables, and protein, and some fat (the healthy kind, like extra virgin olive oil).  So I'll be extra healthy, other than my body not being able to regulate my sugar intake, because it's not producing enough insulin.  Blah, and double blah.  any how, I should be used to it, but I really hope that after I am done having babies (maybe one more after this one) that it goes away forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...but I seriously doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6859409445703221118?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6859409445703221118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6859409445703221118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6859409445703221118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6859409445703221118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/01/double-blah.html' title='Double Blah'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7506691616127054492</id><published>2008-01-09T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T10:02:28.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well no pics this time, but what we do have is the stomach flu.  Kaleb started puking yesterday and seems to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; this morning, other than a little constipation.  Zach started puking this morning, and so far is keeping down a piece of toast.  I had to trade with another mom for tomorrows Joy School, and Zach will be staying home.  I also had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cancel&lt;/span&gt; my two hair appointments for today and one you could tell was not too happy about it, because her birthday is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and I can't get her in before that.  The other was quite understanding (she has kids, the other doesn't).  Hopefully this bug will be out of our systems by the end of tomorrow.  I have enrichment tomorrow night, and I would really like to go.  Plus, my sister and her girls are coming over on Friday as well as a few other kids I take care of on Fridays.  We will be short a few this week because I couldn't trade today, so that will help with stresses and such, although her kids are pretty laid back, so it wouldn't have mattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In other news, I got "the call" today, my test results came back high.  They want me to come back in for the three hour test on Monday at 7:30 in the morning.  For any of you that have never had to take this test, it's absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awful&lt;/span&gt;.  You can't have anything but water to drink from midnight till the test, so you go in fasting.  When you get there they take your blood then make you drink an orange flavored syrup, that is 100 grams of sugar or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; in some other form, and then make you sit for an hour and take your blood again.  Then you go back and sit for another hour, take your blood, and for one last agonizing hour you go back and sit until the hour is up and they take your blood and you can go get something to eat, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt;, and go home.  I was able to get out of it last time with Kaleb, but no such luck this time.  With Zach I was able to take my mother in law with me, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; she is sick and has her sister and brother-in-law with her everywhere she goes.  So I don't think it would be to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pleasent&lt;/span&gt; for anyone involved, if they were to come.  I don't know who else I could bring, John is taking care of the boys until he can take them to the sitters, and then he has to go to work.  I'll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;figure&lt;/span&gt; it out, wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7506691616127054492?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7506691616127054492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7506691616127054492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7506691616127054492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7506691616127054492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/01/flu.html' title='The Flu'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1846368068217941502</id><published>2008-01-08T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:05:28.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in all my Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R4PRUaGVvRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q6I4PSHUQWg/s1600-h/22+weeks+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153192547175480594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R4PRUaGVvRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q6I4PSHUQWg/s320/22+weeks+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These are pictures of me at 22 weeks.  I'm halfway there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hope they show up well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I took my glucose tollerance test yesterday and everything seemed to go well, except it made me feel like crap and almost pass out, but other than that, the baby's movement is good and I seem to be growing fine, and the baby's heart-rate is really good as well.  The Rh E antibodies are still low enough not to be worried about, and we'll see this next week if my glucose test came back high.  My Doctor said they would call if it's high and won't if it's not, so no news is good news.  I still have to watch my diet and keep checking my blood, just in case.  If the test comes back normal then we will do it again, just to make sure, because my history is a pretty bad one with gestational dieabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R4PQ9KGVvQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/l_iroYWO5Xs/s1600-h/22+weeks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153192147743522050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R4PQ9KGVvQI/AAAAAAAAAMA/l_iroYWO5Xs/s320/22+weeks+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1846368068217941502?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1846368068217941502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1846368068217941502&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1846368068217941502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1846368068217941502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-in-all-my-glory.html' title='Me in all my Glory'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/R4PRUaGVvRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Q6I4PSHUQWg/s72-c/22+weeks+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2200274999917250567</id><published>2007-12-20T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:56:17.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED AGAIN!!</title><content type='html'>A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;B. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. going to beauty school&lt;br /&gt;2. working&lt;br /&gt;3. hoping to go home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;4. hangin' with the roomies&lt;br /&gt;5. going stag to a Christmas dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things on my to-do list today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wrap presents&lt;br /&gt;2. finish making presents and send them out&lt;br /&gt;3. wash dishes&lt;br /&gt;4. wash and fold laundry&lt;br /&gt;5. pack for trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Snacks I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. clementine oranges&lt;br /&gt;2. chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3. chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;4. grapes&lt;br /&gt;5. strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I would do if I were a Billionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pay off parent's debt&lt;br /&gt;2. pay off our house&lt;br /&gt;3. repair parents home&lt;br /&gt;4. travel everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;5. set up a good savings and retirement for us and kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. raising my voice at the boys ( more like screaming)&lt;br /&gt;2. zoning John out when he's lecturing me&lt;br /&gt;3. loosing my temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bloomfield, NM&lt;br /&gt;2. Thatcher, AZ&lt;br /&gt;3. Glendale, AZ&lt;br /&gt;4. Phoenix, AZ&lt;br /&gt;5. Avondale, AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Jobs I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dairy Queen&lt;br /&gt;2. Gila Hanks Cafe&lt;br /&gt;3. Regis (Farmington)&lt;br /&gt;4. Regis (Phoenix)&lt;br /&gt;5. The Cutting Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things people probably don’t know about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love crossword puzzles and fill in's and puzzles in genral&lt;br /&gt;2. I rarely finnish what I start all in one sitting&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't like riding in elevators, they make me sick&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't mind needles, but I would rather someone else poke me instead of having to do it myself (like giving myself insulin shots and pricking my fingers 10 times a day)&lt;br /&gt;5. I need more than the normal 8 hours of sleep even when I'm not prenant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Koe, Alethia, Mitch, Megan, and Felicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2200274999917250567?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2200274999917250567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2200274999917250567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2200274999917250567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2200274999917250567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='TAGGED AGAIN!!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-3200747733016306132</id><published>2007-12-10T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T13:13:53.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach The Seer II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was right!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are having a GIRL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yay!! hooray!!! yippee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-3200747733016306132?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/3200747733016306132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=3200747733016306132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3200747733016306132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/3200747733016306132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/12/zach-seer-ii.html' title='Zach The Seer II'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4176579030187721394</id><published>2007-12-03T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:41:14.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zach The Seer</title><content type='html'>Funny things children say in their innocence are said at time to be true.  Zach, yesterday evening, was asked yet again by John, if mommy was having a baby girl or a baby boy.  He said a girl.  Is she having a baby boy or a baby girl?  Notice the order they are asked in,  but once again he said a girl.  He frequently asks when his sister will be here so he can play with her, throughout he has been quite consistent that we are having a girl.  Well along with all the girl answers he also said that mommy will have a girl first then a boy.  No, I am not having twins, but our interpretation of said news, was that this baby will be a girl and the next baby will be a boy.  Mind you all of this is coming from the innocence of a 3 1/2 yr old, which I believe the veil is still thin for.  I guess the only sure way to know is to test it out.  Our ultrasound is next Monday, and because of  Zach's little prophecies I am quite anxious to know if he's right.  I sure hope he is :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4176579030187721394?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4176579030187721394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4176579030187721394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4176579030187721394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4176579030187721394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/12/zach-seer.html' title='Zach The Seer'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-8410388989471912216</id><published>2007-11-27T21:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:29:14.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1106251502jane.GIF"  &gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=1003N" target="_blank"&gt;Which Pride and Prejudice Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Jane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am Jane. I am beautiful, but modest. I am caring and loving. I always try to help others before myself. Sometimes my naivete can blind me and leave me vulnerable to other people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table width='50%'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Charlotte&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Mrs. Bennet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='30' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Kitty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='30' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Lydia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='5' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;5%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Mary&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='5' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;5%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTExOTYyMjc3NTE3NjgmcD*2OTA4MSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-8410388989471912216?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/8410388989471912216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=8410388989471912216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8410388989471912216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/8410388989471912216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/11/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-7017973280455908429</id><published>2007-11-27T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:32:28.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If there ever was a car lover, I'm sure this would be close to heaven for them.  The company that John works for is hosting the company Christmas party at the Marconi Automotive Museum in Orange County, California.  Can you say exciting!!  John works his but off for this company, and we get to see the benifits more and more as time goes on.  They are flying us (John and I) out to Cali and putting us up in a hotel for a night.  I guess they give out rewards for performance as well, and his boss recomended him for one, I hope he gets it!  Anyway, I'm excited just to have a night off from being mom and enjoying an evening with John, even if we won't know half the people there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-7017973280455908429?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/7017973280455908429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=7017973280455908429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7017973280455908429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/7017973280455908429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/11/company-christmas-party.html' title='Company Christmas Party'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1695454357778139970</id><published>2007-11-06T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:42:09.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*bleh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am feeling better, I am not getting nauseous much anymore, but with all the stress my two munchkins cause, I get lots and lots of headaches.  I try not to think to much about the anti-E thing 'cause it just depresses me.  I am keeping quite busy though.  Kaleb, my youngest, just turned two on the second, we had a very small get together at his Nana and Papa's house.  I really don't think he missed out on much by me not throwing a party for him, and I know I avoided a huge headache.  This is my week to teach Joy School, and I have been asked to teach a 30-45 min. class on caring for your hair on Thurs. for Enrichment.  ~overload~  Thankfully today is over.  mostly.  Just two more tasks ahead and I can relax for a little.  I am so grateful for the women I have found to trade kid swapping with.  One takes them on Mon. for a few hours and another on Wed. and I take their kids on Fri.  So I have a few hours of peace, so I can get things done.  Although sometimes that time is taken up by someones hair apt.  but those days are best to do perms, it goes a lot quicker without the boys under my feet and fighting the whole time.  Anyway I think this was a good vent session, I'm sure there will be more to come, so till later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1695454357778139970?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1695454357778139970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1695454357778139970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1695454357778139970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1695454357778139970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/11/bleh.html' title='*bleh*'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1425039583375089552</id><published>2007-10-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:49:02.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag You're It!!</title><content type='html'>Well lets see, list six things about myself...&lt;br /&gt;...this could be really hard but I'll give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cleaning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; If I could hire a maid I would, call me lazy if you want, I don't care, but I really &lt;em&gt;despise&lt;/em&gt; cleaning... Why you ask, well I think mostly because my two beautiful and busy boys destroy everything as soon as I clean it, so why do it at all? Don't get me wrong I do clean, it just doesn't stay that way for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eating  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I could eat out every day I think I would be set for life, not at fast food, but at sit down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;. I love to eat out, it just feels nice not to cook and the food is usually fantastic! and I always have leftovers for lunch the next day. I do like to cook, although with two boys under my feet it kinda takes away from the joy I used to get from it. You see I don't like to cook simple meals, I like to cook &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gourmet&lt;/span&gt;, with all the seasoning and spices, on a low budget mind you. I think I would love to go to culinary school, but not anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleeping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; oh how I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; my sleep, If only my boys would love it as much as I. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* I am a person who needs at least eight hours of sleep, or else I am one grumpy momma who sits around all day and has no fun and doesn't want to do anything... now that's no fun is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hobbies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I have too many hobbies. I like to scrapbook, I have way too much stuff, and not enough time. I like to bead, you know make jewelry, and again too much stuff and not enough time, and I usually give all the stuff I make away so I have nothing to show for it but the stuff to ugly to give. I bake and decorate cakes, but I only do it on special occasions. My siblings are lucky I got married first, because I bought all the stuff for my own cake, and in turn made all of their cakes for their receptions. I like to sew, but I only drag out the machine when necessary, like to hem the missionaries pants and help my sister with her girls costumes and blessing dresses. I do like to cut hair, but it has become more necessity than hobby, but I still enjoy it as long as the person isn't to demanding or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;indecisive&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I &lt;em&gt;love love love&lt;/em&gt; to go out to see good movies in the theater. I also love to build my personal family theater. One of our friends calls us blockbuster because we have so many movies and I am always buying more. They like to come and borrow movies from us, maybe I should start charging :P. I think if I were to have a vice buying movies would be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; my family. I love going home to visit my parents, I love going to visit my brothers and sisters, and I wish I could visit those that live the furthest away that I haven't gotten to . Right now the only reason we travel is for reunions and baby blessings, which isn't too bad. Someday I'll be able to visit those without children, &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; they move again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I think that's it, I would tag someone else if I had anyone to tag that hadn't already been tagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1425039583375089552?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1425039583375089552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1425039583375089552&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1425039583375089552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1425039583375089552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/10/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag You&apos;re It!!'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2812958400648498481</id><published>2007-10-18T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:28:16.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti E WHAT?!?</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my first ultrasound, and the baby looked great, it even jumped a little for us, and the heart beat looked good too.  During the Dr. appt my dr. pretty much just followed up on all the tests and blood work that was done.  Everything looks great except that I have low traces of the Rh E antibody otherwise known as anti-E.  Anti WHAT?  I had never heard of such a thing, apparently because my Rh is positive (blood type B+) it is very rare.  You can only get it through a blood transfusion or from your baby during the birthing process.  It happens when your blood crosses.  Since I have low levels of this thing it should be ok, but if the levels get higher it could be very dangerous for the baby, because the antibobies will start attacking the babies blood and the baby will have to have an inutero blood transfusion.  The only way to know if the baby is safe or in danger is to do monthly blood tests, and more frequent ultrasounds and possibly do an amniotic fluid test.  It is all a bit crazy, I tend to get weird things when I'm pregnant, I guess I also have a tilted uterus, but that should correct itself by the end of the first trimester and if it doesn't then it could cause complications at delivery.  Then there's the old  gestational diabetes, which I have had every pregnancy, and the toxemia which I had with my first, and could possibly get with following pregnancies.  So yeah, I don't know what to think.  My thoughts already have led me to think that by blood could kill my unborn child, and that is really heart breaking.  Anyway pray for me and my baby and hope that God lets me keep this baby, healthy and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2812958400648498481?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2812958400648498481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2812958400648498481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2812958400648498481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2812958400648498481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/10/anti-e-what.html' title='Anti E WHAT?!?'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-4499864362711543979</id><published>2007-10-05T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:37:13.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what I want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>what I  want for Christmas is a nice digital camera and a port or whatever they are, maybe even one of those picture printers, that would be great.  I am just so tired of missing great picture opportunities and esp with my boys growing bigger every day.  It also would be nice to choose what pictures to print and which are worth keeping and downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure am glad for Fridays!  Usually John and I go out, but tonight we are going to a birthday party.  Some friends of ours second adopted is having her first birthday!!  She is so cute, I wish I had that camera then I could show you, but you'll have to take my word for it, for now.  They have been lucky, both of their kids come from the same mother, so they are brother and sister.  Well my boys have found me and are creating a big scene so I need to take care of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys General Conference&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-4499864362711543979?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/4499864362711543979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=4499864362711543979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4499864362711543979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/4499864362711543979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='what I want for Christmas'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-1415526749502323909</id><published>2007-10-04T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:56:18.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need help figuring out some of this page set up stuff so if anyone out there is reading ~HELP~!&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know how to add my friends and family with their links to their pages if they have them.  And whatever other cool stuff there is out there like the auto music player, so let me know, if you know, if there is anyone out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-1415526749502323909?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/1415526749502323909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=1415526749502323909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1415526749502323909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/1415526749502323909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-need-help-figuring-out-some-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-2936410012699196981</id><published>2007-10-03T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:44:41.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chandler Art Walk</title><content type='html'>so tonight I went and saw my sister Carla sing with her band (random numbers) at the Chandler Art Walk.  They did pretty good.  There really was nowhere to sit, but an empty fountain of some sort, but they had a little crowd.  I wish I would have taken my video camera, but I hadn't thought about it 'till I got there.  Afterward we went and ate at Pita Jungle, they had a large offering of Greek food or forms of it.  We all tried their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hummus&lt;/span&gt;, it was pretty good, then Alisha and I split a pita pizza.  It also was good, but I only had one slice, I think I filled up on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hummus&lt;/span&gt; and pita bread and my drink.  Oh well more for tomorrow, right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-2936410012699196981?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/2936410012699196981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=2936410012699196981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2936410012699196981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/2936410012699196981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/10/chandler-art-walk.html' title='Chandler Art Walk'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4542882030479106016.post-6845075732889851139</id><published>2007-09-30T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:10:15.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week @ a Glance</title><content type='html'>Monday ~ drop boys @ sitter&lt;br /&gt;dentist apt&lt;br /&gt;prepared my lesson for Joy school ,&lt;br /&gt;was asked to take mother-in-law to dr. in afternoon&lt;br /&gt;find a sitter for the boys&lt;br /&gt;got a flat tire&lt;br /&gt;Panic&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday ~ kids arrive at my house at 9 am,&lt;br /&gt;tow truck comes to get the Tahoe around 10 am,&lt;br /&gt;I call Discount Tire to make sure they know it's coming&lt;br /&gt;I can't come with it.&lt;br /&gt;They are rude to me on the phone-I call John&lt;br /&gt;continue lesson&lt;br /&gt;sitter calls and says her kids are sick :(&lt;br /&gt;mother-in-law calls to see if I can still take her,&lt;br /&gt;I tell her my dilemma,&lt;br /&gt;she can't find anyone else to take her&lt;br /&gt;If I can get to her house we can take her car&lt;br /&gt;moms come to get their kids and I recruit help&lt;br /&gt;one can take the boys,&lt;br /&gt;the other can drive me to where I need to go&lt;br /&gt;LIFE SAVERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;driver picks us up around 1:40&lt;br /&gt;drop the boys off late&lt;br /&gt;drop me off late&lt;br /&gt;get m-in-l in car and speed to appointment&lt;br /&gt;we make it just one minuet early&lt;br /&gt;take her back home&lt;br /&gt;keep the car&lt;br /&gt;go home install car seats&lt;br /&gt;pick up boys&lt;br /&gt;go home- wait for john- go to Discount and pick up Tahoe&lt;br /&gt;exchange words w/ clerk&lt;br /&gt;drop off car @ m-in-l's&lt;br /&gt;go home-eat-put boys in bed&lt;br /&gt;Kaleb won't stay-bring him downstairs&lt;br /&gt;Second counselor arrives to release me from my calling&lt;br /&gt;leaves&lt;br /&gt;lay by kaleb to get him to sleep&lt;br /&gt;exhausted!! sleepWed ~ FHE group&lt;br /&gt;cut hair&lt;br /&gt;low key&lt;br /&gt;Thur ~ Kids arrive&lt;br /&gt;teach&lt;br /&gt;hectic&lt;br /&gt;mom's pick kids up&lt;br /&gt;watch sister's kids last minuet&lt;br /&gt;mom picks up kids&lt;br /&gt;hair appt arrives&lt;br /&gt;Put Zach and Kaleb to bed for naps&lt;br /&gt;Put Kaleb to bed again- and again&lt;br /&gt;leaves and takes Zach to play with son&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!!&lt;br /&gt;Zach comes back home&lt;br /&gt;John comes home&lt;br /&gt;eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;go to cooking group&lt;br /&gt;come home go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Fri ~ Visiting Teachers&lt;br /&gt;Low key day finally!!&lt;br /&gt;find babysitter&lt;br /&gt;succeed :)&lt;br /&gt;date night!&lt;br /&gt;dinner and a movie (Motu's Tahitian grill and game plan)&lt;br /&gt;take sitter home&lt;br /&gt;go home and sleep&lt;br /&gt;Sat ~ Go to temple with youth and do baptisms for the dead&lt;br /&gt;get home and take a nap&lt;br /&gt;eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;pick up Alisha&lt;br /&gt;go to Gen. Relief Society Broadcast&lt;br /&gt;go get ice cream w/ Alisha and the girls&lt;br /&gt;Target (new shirts)&lt;br /&gt;drop Alisha off-go home&lt;br /&gt;go to bedSun ~ Church&lt;br /&gt;get released&lt;br /&gt;sub for sunbeams&lt;br /&gt;home- dinner- help john put up shelves&lt;br /&gt;the rest is to be determined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps glad this week is over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4542882030479106016-6845075732889851139?l=chellray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/feeds/6845075732889851139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4542882030479106016&amp;postID=6845075732889851139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6845075732889851139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4542882030479106016/posts/default/6845075732889851139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellray.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-drop-boys-sitter-dentist-apt.html' title='My Week @ a Glance'/><author><name>Mechelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14642590968360895953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FgSkJhNR_24/S5sLuXeSkfI/AAAAAAAABmE/rkJ_IIOnFO4/S220/M%26J+Family+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
