<?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-3631018105011207683</id><updated>2012-02-08T16:14:01.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Colby Chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'>...The Arizona Chapter...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-904881328407934224</id><published>2012-02-04T12:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T12:37:37.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes I fall....</title><content type='html'>I kind of thought is was a fluke. &amp;nbsp;I was running on Riverside drive in the ol' hood, Washington Heights, in Manhattan, trying to get back in shape after baby. &amp;nbsp;You know how it is... all weak and wobbly and uncoordinated. &amp;nbsp;As I jogged past two men I caught a lip in the sidewalk and landed on the ground right in front of them. &amp;nbsp;Full on body check with the cement... bloody hands and knees... the men asked if I was okay and graciously pretended it wasn't that big of a deal. &amp;nbsp;I just couldn't believe it! &amp;nbsp;Not like kind of tripping.. but full on biffing. &amp;nbsp;Surely a once in a lifetime-weird-postpartum-exercise thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm in a little better shape. &amp;nbsp;I run a couple times a week, ya know? And I think you may know by now that I listen to mormon radio for a little ME time while I run. &amp;nbsp;I was listening to a great talk by &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/church/leader/dieter-f-uchtdorf?lang=eng"&gt;President Uchtdorf&lt;/a&gt; and ironically he was talking about running. &amp;nbsp;When he was in flight school they had to run and run for training. &amp;nbsp;He said he was constantly being passed up by men who didn't obey the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/study/topics/word-of-wisdom?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=word+wisdom"&gt;word of wisdom&lt;/a&gt;- they drink, smoke, stay up late, eat terribly, etc. &amp;nbsp;He began to wonder if the promises of the Word of Wisdom were true. &amp;nbsp;Wasn't HE supposed to run and not be weary? &amp;nbsp;He began searching for answers and the answer didn't come right away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cue another raised sidewalk lip. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPLAT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when President Uchtdorf's answer came or what it was. &amp;nbsp;Are you serious? &amp;nbsp;I'm ON THE GROUND and I'm 26 years old!? &amp;nbsp;The sidewalk? &amp;nbsp;I messed up my thumb pretty good, bruised the heal of my other hand, and have some sidewalk burn on my knees even though I didn't rip my pants &lt;i&gt;(you wouldn't understand what that means if you don't fall ALL THE TIME like me)&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did anyone see me? &amp;nbsp;I can't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; confirm because I didn't want to look around... a little embarrassed over here. &amp;nbsp;But a Uhaul truck was driving pretty slowly by and they all might have been looking at me with a silly smirk on their faces. &amp;nbsp;nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it was a wake up call to start blogging again. &amp;nbsp;Hello blog. &amp;nbsp;I'm here again. &amp;nbsp;Did you HAVE to throw me on the sidewalk to make material fun enough to blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my husband suggested maybe I get distracted and don't pay attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let us ask Olive if mommy ever gets distracted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I found maybe&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;40&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;of these on my computer (pictures taken on Photo Booth)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3px16KSqteI/Ty1p-oyGKZI/AAAAAAAADzo/mzRfI-4hQRw/s1600/Photo+65.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3px16KSqteI/Ty1p-oyGKZI/AAAAAAAADzo/mzRfI-4hQRw/s400/Photo+65.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;here I am talking on the phone while O is showing off her talking parrot. &amp;nbsp;She's on my computer and I'm not sure I know it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdKHc1PS8rc/Ty1p_IRtz5I/AAAAAAAADzw/QyvelMLhM8s/s1600/Photo+66.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdKHc1PS8rc/Ty1p_IRtz5I/AAAAAAAADzw/QyvelMLhM8s/s400/Photo+66.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I'll just go take out the trash...see me? Who cares what my kids are doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIR76ZqKeLs/Ty1p9U6ycYI/AAAAAAAADzI/xuFO54Mutj8/s1600/Photo+22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tIR76ZqKeLs/Ty1p9U6ycYI/AAAAAAAADzI/xuFO54Mutj8/s400/Photo+22.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she's spent so much time on this "photo booth" she's figured out how to do this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMBXq6cdBm4/Ty1p96FznDI/AAAAAAAADzQ/mkTw_-AVA98/s1600/Photo+38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMBXq6cdBm4/Ty1p96FznDI/AAAAAAAADzQ/mkTw_-AVA98/s400/Photo+38.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;where is everybody? &amp;nbsp;I mean, I'm not even around for this whole series...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsWvl7ljBlA/Ty1p-LWsxMI/AAAAAAAADzY/2TrtX8BM3UU/s1600/Photo+40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsWvl7ljBlA/Ty1p-LWsxMI/AAAAAAAADzY/2TrtX8BM3UU/s400/Photo+40.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just practicing her cute faces and her dress is on backwards (I know I didn't do that!)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwFmLVof4e8/Ty1p-T6O2lI/AAAAAAAADzg/M8VG22lPy5w/s1600/Photo+63.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwFmLVof4e8/Ty1p-T6O2lI/AAAAAAAADzg/M8VG22lPy5w/s400/Photo+63.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm cooking in the background... Olive looks thrilled to be ignored, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So maybe I'm distracted sometimes. Maybe sometimes I fall. &amp;nbsp;And maybe sometimes I let my 3 year old play on my computer and don't care or even wonder if she's ruining anything. But hey... at least I have these cute photos to show for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi blog. &amp;nbsp;Welcome back to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-904881328407934224?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/904881328407934224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=904881328407934224' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/904881328407934224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/904881328407934224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-i-fall.html' title='sometimes I fall....'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3px16KSqteI/Ty1p-oyGKZI/AAAAAAAADzo/mzRfI-4hQRw/s72-c/Photo+65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1515971167759305408</id><published>2012-01-24T01:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:57:32.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacay in CA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-UUjEvQ5sU/Tx5E27t-nJI/AAAAAAAADxs/sasD4KmgLfU/s1600/37390e4c-9aa1-4673-a431-4247f5236a81wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-UUjEvQ5sU/Tx5E27t-nJI/AAAAAAAADxs/sasD4KmgLfU/s640/37390e4c-9aa1-4673-a431-4247f5236a81wallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;~I know this entirely late, and no one will want to read this post... but as happens every year, I need to post Christmas so I can print my blog for the year! &amp;nbsp;so... tis the season... last season.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;This year we were lucky enough to get to spend our break in Cali with my family. &amp;nbsp;This special spot of Morro Bay, CA has been a tradition in our family since my grandparents were dating, and we continue it on today with the woman who started it all: &amp;nbsp;My grandma, Darla! &amp;nbsp;Thank you so much, Gram, for a most memorable time at the beach. &amp;nbsp;We are so grateful to be together in a place that feels like home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nIOKAOied4/Tx5BvBBeT3I/AAAAAAAADsc/-4HOGrWhB4k/s1600/IMG_6883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nIOKAOied4/Tx5BvBBeT3I/AAAAAAAADsc/-4HOGrWhB4k/s320/IMG_6883.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;alway cooking, cleaning, and making everyone happy! &amp;nbsp;Here she is, our adorable "gramma Darla"- as my kids call her. &amp;nbsp;We love you so much and feel so blessed to have such an amazing example in our lives. &amp;nbsp;You lift and inspire us all! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Well, we only took A MILLION photos, but I'll try to give a brief and fun run down. &amp;nbsp;I mean... it was all magical. &amp;nbsp;It's so crazy to grow up and be the "adults" at the beach and bring our kids. &amp;nbsp;What a different experience. &amp;nbsp;This year felt different, but different is good. &amp;nbsp;Change comes and we are all progressing! &amp;nbsp;And I'm grateful we all change and grow together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Here's the rundown:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Got there on Christmas Eve... had an awesome Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It all happened so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lea630HsRjk/Tx5JIjGtHMI/AAAAAAAADx0/SaP7JYTvlhc/s1600/fadb22b4-27a5-41c8-8084-29f7f150fac5wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lea630HsRjk/Tx5JIjGtHMI/AAAAAAAADx0/SaP7JYTvlhc/s640/fadb22b4-27a5-41c8-8084-29f7f150fac5wallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFq8bQbn_AA/Tx5LH8ZPtRI/AAAAAAAADx8/h3kXx74h32A/s1600/f1944266-2da8-408f-ba73-25a6f05e68ddwallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFq8bQbn_AA/Tx5LH8ZPtRI/AAAAAAAADx8/h3kXx74h32A/s640/f1944266-2da8-408f-ba73-25a6f05e68ddwallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;spent LOTS of time on the Beach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a6UqUrpF7qo/Tx5MMVxNkwI/AAAAAAAADyE/UuiJmUbjEFc/s1600/f67130b1-d7bc-49d3-b230-a0e2a707badbwallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a6UqUrpF7qo/Tx5MMVxNkwI/AAAAAAAADyE/UuiJmUbjEFc/s640/f67130b1-d7bc-49d3-b230-a0e2a707badbwallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;and as per tradition.. went to see the crazy seals at the teensy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;aquarium...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_RZpBnwny8/Tx5N2uy5-3I/AAAAAAAADyM/RwOd4QAnqhg/s1600/c61bdc5c-e85e-4888-aea4-b7392abe18e1wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_RZpBnwny8/Tx5N2uy5-3I/AAAAAAAADyM/RwOd4QAnqhg/s640/c61bdc5c-e85e-4888-aea4-b7392abe18e1wallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Madge was terrified! &amp;nbsp;Olive and I wanted to take a seal home with us to live in our bathtub... Jordan was confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;And of course, we had to hit the FAMOUS Hearst Castle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2pcq6TrqU/Tx5PXNqgnsI/AAAAAAAADyU/5U4Fdc3FSIQ/s1600/529e722d-ad1c-4695-87bd-9e7e1b005f42wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2pcq6TrqU/Tx5PXNqgnsI/AAAAAAAADyU/5U4Fdc3FSIQ/s640/529e722d-ad1c-4695-87bd-9e7e1b005f42wallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;and went to the teensy and adorable Zoo and playground in Atascadero. &amp;nbsp;Something I never remember doing as a kid, but it was so fun to take the girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEJ6uNB45nU/Tx5RJGIJ74I/AAAAAAAADyc/MezH_xN3YmM/s1600/cc36ae7b-08a5-4307-a98c-edb6177d71adwallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEJ6uNB45nU/Tx5RJGIJ74I/AAAAAAAADyc/MezH_xN3YmM/s640/cc36ae7b-08a5-4307-a98c-edb6177d71adwallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0GKtkR9D2c/Tx5RqsIcZCI/AAAAAAAADyk/l0dRSAfFqxY/s1600/17c63a36-225d-42b0-9946-ae08ddd7f5eawallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0GKtkR9D2c/Tx5RqsIcZCI/AAAAAAAADyk/l0dRSAfFqxY/s640/17c63a36-225d-42b0-9946-ae08ddd7f5eawallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;and of course spent lots of family time PLAYING! &amp;nbsp;Especially with the really fun cousins, Cohen and Leisel. &amp;nbsp;We were so happy to get to spend time with them and Brekk this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ry-hwljG-w/Tx5Tfbo1J8I/AAAAAAAADys/kopmO_-Aze4/s1600/f160fb87-2b78-44b2-9920-ebc403b288e3wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Ry-hwljG-w/Tx5Tfbo1J8I/AAAAAAAADys/kopmO_-Aze4/s640/f160fb87-2b78-44b2-9920-ebc403b288e3wallpaper.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Picture overload? &amp;nbsp;Well.. it's just that we had such a fun christmas and wanted to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;A few things I want to remember about this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Olive still wanted PUPPIES...but added in a talking parrot and a "music player". &amp;nbsp;She got it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Madge loves BABIES and COOKIES..so her Christmas was filled as such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I got Jordan a R/C Speed boat because we have so many lakes in our neighborhood. &amp;nbsp;We've enjoyed it a ton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Jordan took the cake this year with the best gifts EVER to.. me:) The topper was a gift of fabric and ModPodge... to indicate that I was getting a desk make-over! &amp;nbsp;I'll post about it later! &amp;nbsp;Seriously? Does YOUR husband even know what ModPodge is? &amp;nbsp;I didn't know mine did! I was so impressed and my desk is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;A. MAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I want to remember Sonia and Elisha were with us shortly after christmas and we had such fun with them. &amp;nbsp;Olive fell in love with "her friend" Elisha and it was so precious to see them together. Sonia was a foster daughter of my grandma's and we are so glad she and her daughter are in our lives. They made our christmas special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I want to remember that I had to drive almost 10 hours home by myself with the kids. &amp;nbsp;It was the first time. &amp;nbsp;And for the record: we survived and they did remarkably well! &amp;nbsp;whew. &amp;nbsp;totally not my style, but i feel a little accomplished, ya know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Homemade presents from Brekk! &amp;nbsp;OMG. &amp;nbsp;I'll do a post about presents later because there was so much creativity going on it was crazy. THANKS BREKK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I want to remember that Brekk and I got to spend some good quality sister time. &amp;nbsp;I'm truly grateful for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I want to remember that we went boogie boarding and it was a BLAST! &amp;nbsp;sooo fun!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I want to remember that Jordan made us bring his surf board all the way to CA.. but he ended up boogie boarding with the rest of us. &amp;nbsp;We just looked a little cooler with the surf board in our mini van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy Almost February to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1515971167759305408?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1515971167759305408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1515971167759305408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1515971167759305408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1515971167759305408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-vacay-in-ca.html' title='Christmas Vacay in CA...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-UUjEvQ5sU/Tx5E27t-nJI/AAAAAAAADxs/sasD4KmgLfU/s72-c/37390e4c-9aa1-4673-a431-4247f5236a81wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7648466681173820067</id><published>2012-01-09T15:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:32:33.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Visit me!!</title><content type='html'>Today it's in the 70s!! We went outside, went to the park, played sidewalk chalk... and truthfully, we're kinda cold....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear and lovely NYC pals... remember when I was moving away and I was so sad and the only upside was that when Jan and Feb rolled around I'd be living it up, while you NYCers are FROZED to the bone? &amp;nbsp;Remember how I invited you to come vacation to take your freezingness away??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shall you come now????? My schedule is wide open! Jan? &amp;nbsp;Feb? &amp;nbsp;I've got 4 rooms! &amp;nbsp;Bring the kids! &amp;nbsp;can you do it? &amp;nbsp;COME VISIT ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on... you know you want to... you're FREEZING and SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7648466681173820067?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7648466681173820067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7648466681173820067' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7648466681173820067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7648466681173820067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-visit-me.html' title='Come Visit me!!'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8816346159777307061</id><published>2011-12-20T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:33:57.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from US to YOU!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="366" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33909707?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="651"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33909707"&gt;Christmas Greeting From the Colbys&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user9702506"&gt;Erin Colby&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;This is our family blog, so feel free to browse and see what we've been up to this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8816346159777307061?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8816346159777307061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8816346159777307061' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8816346159777307061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8816346159777307061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-us-to-you.html' title='Merry Christmas from US to YOU!!'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-5750791185971587161</id><published>2011-12-16T14:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:42:46.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry It Out Controversy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Ok Bloggy friends... get ready for some controversy here! &amp;nbsp;I've ALWAYS felt guilty about the cry it out method. &amp;nbsp;With the first I fought it pretty hard core with the Mr., and with the second we were so desperate for sleep and we didn't know what to do. &amp;nbsp;So do my girls sleep? &amp;nbsp;I guess. &amp;nbsp;They're different. &amp;nbsp;Olive sleeps pretty well, on and off. &amp;nbsp;Madge never sleeps through the night. NEVER. &amp;nbsp;We sleep trained her for a long time and to no avail. &amp;nbsp;I've always said that we basically sleep trained ourselves to be desensitized to her crys and taught her to CRY to sleep, and not SOOTHE herself to sleep. I've said these things a little jokingly because I know they say sleep training is the best- for kids and parents. &amp;nbsp;But I can't shake my feelings of guilt...not then, and not now. &amp;nbsp; And NOW!!!!..... read this article. &amp;nbsp;Here comes the science (and I KNOW, don't get ME started on believing everything scientists say... you know I'm not a fan...but in this case...) &amp;nbsp;I mean doesn't it make sense? &amp;nbsp;Didn't our mother instincts tell us this was not natural? Mine were SCREAMING! &amp;nbsp;But, everyone was doing it, and again, we were DESPERATE! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Ok. Read this article &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/parenting/crying-dangerous-kids-one-expert-says-222400379.html"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Here's a few things the article says... just to get you excited (NOT) about reading it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"crying it out sets kids up for stress-related problems, trust issues, anxiety disorders, reduced brain function, and a lack of independence..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"The lack of nurturing, and the prevalence of parents who put their own needs in front of their kids', may be to blame for the mental and physical health problems that are plaguing the United States now.&amp;nbsp;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(talking about ADHD and other issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"If we want a strong country and people," she writes, "we've got to pay attention to what children need for optimal development."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;please, PLEASE don't let my children be messed up. &amp;nbsp;Now if they have anything wrong with them EVER, I'll only blame myself. &amp;nbsp;No I'll blame my husband:)...... (just kidding babe...kinda!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cue the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;HEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Don't hate me. Let me say this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;While my motherly instincts always told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;NO SLEEP TRAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, I firmly BELIEVE in the instincts of motherhood! &amp;nbsp;And that is different for every person! &amp;nbsp;I know some mothers feel their babies NEED sleep training, and for those motherly instincts, those mothers must have felt peaceful about that decision. &amp;nbsp;right? And I'm all for that. I'm for mother's choices in birthing, in mothering, in nurturing- so long as she is choosing to follow her motherly instincts for her specific child. &amp;nbsp;There is no ONE SIZE fits all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But I have to say... I almost DIED when I read &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/parenting/the-opposite-of-a-tiger-mother-leaving-your-children-behind-2460982.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; article called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;' The Opposite of a Tiger Mother: Leaving Your Children Behind'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp; This one pained me. &amp;nbsp;See... this is where I don't think she followed her true motherly instincts. &amp;nbsp;She had them, the reality scared her, and in my opinion she was selfish. &amp;nbsp;Oh... is that me judging? &amp;nbsp; sorry. &amp;nbsp;I don't want to judge, but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'll repent later. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eyK0m3MvkAs/Tuue5nz2UdI/AAAAAAAADqc/bv7mS5PXqRk/s1600/IMG_1427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eyK0m3MvkAs/Tuue5nz2UdI/AAAAAAAADqc/bv7mS5PXqRk/s640/IMG_1427.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;we also let her sleep with the cat... and on her stomach... and with extra blankies... so be careful who you get your parenting advice from, will ya!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Did you read &lt;a href="http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-tiger-too.html"&gt;The Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother&lt;/a&gt;?? &amp;nbsp;hmmm.... I liked it, in a sick kind of way:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-5750791185971587161?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5750791185971587161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=5750791185971587161' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5750791185971587161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5750791185971587161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/cry-it-out-controversy.html' title='Cry It Out Controversy...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eyK0m3MvkAs/Tuue5nz2UdI/AAAAAAAADqc/bv7mS5PXqRk/s72-c/IMG_1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-9037318057615759151</id><published>2011-12-16T11:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:53:59.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Christmas Lights!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8K4QQRgnOKg/Tutqe_CM9BI/AAAAAAAADqM/hJAu_MGsygI/s1600/IMG_6782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8K4QQRgnOKg/Tutqe_CM9BI/AAAAAAAADqM/hJAu_MGsygI/s640/IMG_6782.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrJreYw7gVs/TutqgZT-siI/AAAAAAAADqU/TWItJI5fCgI/s1600/IMG_6790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrJreYw7gVs/TutqgZT-siI/AAAAAAAADqU/TWItJI5fCgI/s640/IMG_6790.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yay!! Life is filled with so many &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;firsts&lt;/span&gt;... and we always think &lt;i&gt;'we should have written that down or documented it'&lt;/i&gt;.... well we did it! &amp;nbsp;It's a pretty humble job compared to what I aspire to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(see my instagram to see what I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but we just love it. It took us a while to get them up because the Mr. has NO TIME at all. &amp;nbsp;But he graced us with his service for about an hour or two and look what happened! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next step: &amp;nbsp;wrap the garage doors! &amp;nbsp;right!? &amp;nbsp;I got that idea from the crazy house &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(see on instagram... I already told you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are glad to contribute to the neighborhood lights and say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;"Hey! &amp;nbsp;We celebrate Christmas!! We believe in Christ!"&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Cuz we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of that, I've had some great scripture study lately &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(thanks to my handy personal progress book from my trusty Young Women calling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and you can check out my posts&lt;a href="http://thehandinmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt; above&lt;/a&gt;, under "the Hand in my life" if you're wanting some spiritual talk today. &amp;nbsp;It's personal, which is why it in not on my main page, but it IS out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXAriBFc4Go/Tutqa4lCLLI/AAAAAAAADp8/QQFT1lVSKqc/s1600/IMG_6767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXAriBFc4Go/Tutqa4lCLLI/AAAAAAAADp8/QQFT1lVSKqc/s320/IMG_6767.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbsw1JUDWeE/Tutqdv1IKTI/AAAAAAAADqE/YkK9jMNkC_c/s1600/IMG_6768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbsw1JUDWeE/Tutqdv1IKTI/AAAAAAAADqE/YkK9jMNkC_c/s320/IMG_6768.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-9037318057615759151?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9037318057615759151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=9037318057615759151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/9037318057615759151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/9037318057615759151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/1st-christmas-lights.html' title='1st Christmas Lights!...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8K4QQRgnOKg/Tutqe_CM9BI/AAAAAAAADqM/hJAu_MGsygI/s72-c/IMG_6782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-2992002143874502212</id><published>2011-12-14T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T15:53:53.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No treats for the holidays...</title><content type='html'>Yes.. that's what I told myself about 14 days ago! &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just save it until christmas eve and then you can eat whatever you want.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;But I've wanted a lot more than that. &amp;nbsp;BUT in all of my bad treat eating, i've been trying to share so I don't eat ENTIRE batches of cookies in one sitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest! &amp;nbsp;Super rich, super cute, and super yumm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1kcUslSCDY/TukMbXucDHI/AAAAAAAADp0/wzvWjfnNi1k/s1600/IMG_6766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1kcUslSCDY/TukMbXucDHI/AAAAAAAADp0/wzvWjfnNi1k/s640/IMG_6766.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Strawberry Limeade Cookies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1 box Strawberry cake mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1 tbsp baking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1/2 cup Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Mix together and make into small balls. &amp;nbsp;Bake at 350F for 10 minutes, let completely cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Frosting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;pre-made cream cheese frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1/4 Cup frozen limeade concentrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;3-4 drops of green and yellow food coloring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Whip it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;No put some frosting between two cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mzk3nQXm-GI/TukMagdIueI/AAAAAAAADps/ydY4giKybmk/s1600/IMG_6765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mzk3nQXm-GI/TukMagdIueI/AAAAAAAADps/ydY4giKybmk/s640/IMG_6765.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make all sorts of cakebatter cookies for the season.. &amp;nbsp;I know I am. I've already made 2 batches of Andes Mint Chocolate ones, one batch of Spike cake and chocolate chip, and now these.... see what I mean about the treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my recipes on my "RECIPE" tab at the top of this blog. &amp;nbsp;Nothing fancy... It's not my style:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-2992002143874502212?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2992002143874502212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=2992002143874502212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2992002143874502212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2992002143874502212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-treats-for-holidays.html' title='No treats for the holidays...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1kcUslSCDY/TukMbXucDHI/AAAAAAAADp0/wzvWjfnNi1k/s72-c/IMG_6766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-6017311634435656965</id><published>2011-12-13T12:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T12:09:59.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You can get married too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62SuCRwVFMs/Tud_3tA86TI/AAAAAAAADpc/uds7JvE72ok/s1600/IMG_6757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62SuCRwVFMs/Tud_3tA86TI/AAAAAAAADpc/uds7JvE72ok/s400/IMG_6757.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O's been talking a lot about growing up, driving cars, getting married, and having kids. &amp;nbsp;Likewise, she is very curious to know that I was a kid once and that Mama and Bampa are my Mom and Dad! &amp;nbsp;So far she said she is marrying &lt;a href="http://jessicaandjaredg.blogspot.com/"&gt;JackJack&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(a darling son of our dear friends!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/searchResults?query=temples&amp;amp;constraints=site&amp;amp;constraint=faq&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;count=20"&gt;temple&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(thank heavens. &amp;nbsp;We covered that one early)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;She said she's going to have 3 children &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and she says "children" VERY adultish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;... and they will go to her wedding.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;WAIT!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;'honey, you have to get married first and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt; have children.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;'No, I'll have them first so they can come to my marriage'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there's been a lot of talk about all of this lately, and yesterday in the grocery store, both kids were in the front of the cart in one of those GIANT bus-sized "car" grocery carts having a blast, when Olive says to Madge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;'...and you can get married too! &amp;nbsp;Some day you're going to get married!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some guy was standing there and totally cracked up. &amp;nbsp;I smiled, like,&lt;i&gt; you have no idea this has been a topic for weeks.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;But we stayed in the same isle for a minute &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(obviously looking for the same taco seasoning we both couldn't find)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and Olive continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;' I think I'll marry JackJack and you can marry someone. &amp;nbsp;You'll have to pick them when you get older because I don't know anyone for you. &amp;nbsp;maybe daddy. &amp;nbsp;Ya, you can marry daddy ok?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was in stitches. &amp;nbsp;And so was I:) I forget how amusing it can be to hear such material come from a THREE year old driving a 'car' cart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that marriage note, I thought I'd share the projects we did for our 5th anniversay this year... in case you need some DIY inspiration for an anniversary or Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I've had to hold myself back from making more versions of these for Christmas because I don't want to diminish our anniversary gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The traditional 5th anniversary gift if wood &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(why are these gifts so weird!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;So here is my version of wood called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Me and You Pencils"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I got the inspiration from an etsy shop and made it my own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R48rST3NcNM/Tud_y1QV0wI/AAAAAAAADo8/Ox9_pUuXyf0/s1600/IMG_6733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R48rST3NcNM/Tud_y1QV0wI/AAAAAAAADo8/Ox9_pUuXyf0/s640/IMG_6733.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcHQ7VsqO8c/Tud_xDincoI/AAAAAAAADos/KtjY5j6kxvM/s1600/IMG_6730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcHQ7VsqO8c/Tud_xDincoI/AAAAAAAADos/KtjY5j6kxvM/s320/IMG_6730.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGwSbqLn7OM/Tud_zpKH_gI/AAAAAAAADpE/vRbru7_fa6U/s1600/IMG_6739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGwSbqLn7OM/Tud_zpKH_gI/AAAAAAAADpE/vRbru7_fa6U/s320/IMG_6739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz2VJsAW5GI/Tud_yP0yJrI/AAAAAAAADo0/JFBzfvjq-gg/s1600/IMG_6732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qz2VJsAW5GI/Tud_yP0yJrI/AAAAAAAADo0/JFBzfvjq-gg/s640/IMG_6732.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if you can't see it, it says:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;"We go together like 5th Anniversaries&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;and Wood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Meanwhile, the Hubs surprised me with a little DIY himself!! I LOVE it! &amp;nbsp;He knows the girl loves anything with a doily! It was hanging on the wall next to my desk in the morning- an awesome poster sized card! &amp;nbsp;Men.. get your craft on to compete with this! &amp;nbsp;Last mother's day he MADE me a necklace... he's for real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and the necklace wasn't made of fruit loops or noodles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wf4pbAjfg0w/Tud_04SZebI/AAAAAAAADpM/YCYAuARF86Q/s1600/IMG_6753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wf4pbAjfg0w/Tud_04SZebI/AAAAAAAADpM/YCYAuARF86Q/s400/IMG_6753.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;watching our wedding video.. that's Rambeau-the best man on my computer:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbli0e2rtEQ/Tud_2j2KuBI/AAAAAAAADpU/jdy_BrY1XcY/s1600/IMG_6754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qbli0e2rtEQ/Tud_2j2KuBI/AAAAAAAADpU/jdy_BrY1XcY/s640/IMG_6754.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I had to add the picture of that necklace... I must have been busy at the time and never blogged it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZQhK5rSSGE/TueFPB8m-EI/AAAAAAAADpk/0uE4GoBtJKQ/s1600/IMG_3815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZQhK5rSSGE/TueFPB8m-EI/AAAAAAAADpk/0uE4GoBtJKQ/s640/IMG_3815.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-6017311634435656965?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6017311634435656965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=6017311634435656965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6017311634435656965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6017311634435656965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-can-get-married-too.html' title='You can get married too...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62SuCRwVFMs/Tud_3tA86TI/AAAAAAAADpc/uds7JvE72ok/s72-c/IMG_6757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1518414507769715144</id><published>2011-12-13T03:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T03:10:05.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>locked out...</title><content type='html'>So I've decided, since Madge is in a TERRIBLE shopping stage, that I have to do all my christmas shopping after the kids are down at night. &amp;nbsp;Taking advantage of those late store hours, ya know? &amp;nbsp;Well, I did a good three hours tonight, brought it all home, designated our guest room the "Christmas room", locked the door so the kids couldn't get in... and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;THERE'S THE PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I don't have a key to that room. &amp;nbsp;And it's a legit lock. &amp;nbsp;Why? &amp;nbsp;I don't know. &amp;nbsp;We didn't build this house. &amp;nbsp;SO I looked up how to pick a lock on YouTube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5h5NmhDwU3Y" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after lots of trys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm STILL LOCKED OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so frustrated I tried to break the door knob, saw the door knob off, take the hinges off the other side... all without waking up the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take not being able to finish a project (&lt;i&gt;which was to record everything I just purchased into the budget TONIGHT!!!)&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;So here I am... blogging my stress away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY did I lock that door?? WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if I ever get a second chance at life, that's the first place I'm going back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh if I could fit under that door... or maybe climb up to the window?? AH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1518414507769715144?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1518414507769715144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1518414507769715144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1518414507769715144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1518414507769715144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/locked-out.html' title='locked out...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5h5NmhDwU3Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7636829628003955880</id><published>2011-12-07T16:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:53:47.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years of Our Happily Ever After...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFx36ICMu-w/Tt_gniQDBhI/AAAAAAAADkk/Zyxh8uXp7lM/s1600/P1010038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFx36ICMu-w/Tt_gniQDBhI/AAAAAAAADkk/Zyxh8uXp7lM/s640/P1010038.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;We met when we were punks in high school, just a mere 16 and 17 years old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;(tan punks at that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jYM1Sg_PwE/Tt_gZDEyC-I/AAAAAAAADi8/HUNYeZxjNTA/s1600/IMG_5357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_jYM1Sg_PwE/Tt_gZDEyC-I/AAAAAAAADi8/HUNYeZxjNTA/s400/IMG_5357.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;proms...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXm4ApQDh6g/Tt_gXbyrKBI/AAAAAAAADis/wAsE04LUMgg/s1600/IMG_0935.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXm4ApQDh6g/Tt_gXbyrKBI/AAAAAAAADis/wAsE04LUMgg/s400/IMG_0935.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;highschool events...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKRc2nvaAiM/Tt_gaptUmaI/AAAAAAAADjE/Fs3-3OCU3ZA/s1600/IMG_5735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKRc2nvaAiM/Tt_gaptUmaI/AAAAAAAADjE/Fs3-3OCU3ZA/s320/IMG_5735.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And graduations...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBYsZgIUYhY/Tt_gbVfJG-I/AAAAAAAADjM/c2YbgQaXDH0/s1600/IMG_6255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBYsZgIUYhY/Tt_gbVfJG-I/AAAAAAAADjM/c2YbgQaXDH0/s640/IMG_6255.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;led us to where we had to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; while you went on your mission &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(the next day actually, according to this picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jL-bz3xlg8E/Tt_gX9J9nvI/AAAAAAAADi0/fQWa2V4qYOA/s1600/IMG_1169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jL-bz3xlg8E/Tt_gX9J9nvI/AAAAAAAADi0/fQWa2V4qYOA/s640/IMG_1169.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; again after a long and productive two years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cu_o2ddkKMc/Tt_gnJTfXQI/AAAAAAAADkc/mVTIS1IOn3Q/s1600/IMG_7326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cu_o2ddkKMc/Tt_gnJTfXQI/AAAAAAAADkc/mVTIS1IOn3Q/s400/IMG_7326.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoyed 11 days of dating as adults...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSuGxiWlSW0/Tt_gfeD7OLI/AAAAAAAADjk/LHEGE31EfTw/s1600/IMG_6728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="372" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSuGxiWlSW0/Tt_gfeD7OLI/AAAAAAAADjk/LHEGE31EfTw/s640/IMG_6728.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before we were engaged!!! &amp;nbsp;YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;On December 7, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;we thought we had found our Happily Ever After...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLmL6zzT1Wo/Tt_gzTbv1QI/AAAAAAAADks/jjDxB0wNkt4/s1600/Wedding+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLmL6zzT1Wo/Tt_gzTbv1QI/AAAAAAAADks/jjDxB0wNkt4/s400/Wedding+013.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKj6_4lzl0I/Tt_g2a87gcI/AAAAAAAADk8/3lo6VD_6dPg/s1600/Wedding+396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vKj6_4lzl0I/Tt_g2a87gcI/AAAAAAAADk8/3lo6VD_6dPg/s400/Wedding+396.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;But it was really just the beginning of the Best 5 Years of our lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qtih3RSC-VA/Tt_p9d_oekI/AAAAAAAADnQ/hysuCxXOvAM/s320/IMG_5706.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it's hard to believe that JUST yesterday we were living it up at school and church dances, and now we are dancing in our kitchen to Christmas music with the kids... it's a dream come true and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love the life we have built together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to all the memories in the years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're my best friend. &amp;nbsp;I Love You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Anniversary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love, your Ers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7636829628003955880?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7636829628003955880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7636829628003955880' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7636829628003955880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7636829628003955880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/5-years-of-our-happily-ever-after.html' title='5 Years of Our Happily Ever After...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFx36ICMu-w/Tt_gniQDBhI/AAAAAAAADkk/Zyxh8uXp7lM/s72-c/P1010038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7893492311172027311</id><published>2011-12-06T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T17:59:47.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger Danger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D6hGPtPCfg/Tt6ZVA_VVuI/AAAAAAAADik/sLzPXa5_UYg/s1600/IMG_6747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D6hGPtPCfg/Tt6ZVA_VVuI/AAAAAAAADik/sLzPXa5_UYg/s640/IMG_6747.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today I was putting the Madgey down when I heard our little alarm system lady say &lt;i&gt;"garage door open"&lt;/i&gt;... we had just gotten home so I also knew that the actual garage door was wide open as well. &amp;nbsp;I rushed to put Madge down, and ran downstairs before the big O made her way, most likely, to her favorite neighbors "the triplets" house (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;we have an awesome family with 5 year old triplets two doors down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily she was back inside. &amp;nbsp;I asked if she went out front by herself and she said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Ya! I want to see if my friends are home, but I got scared cuz it was cold'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(thank you Arizona being cold one day a year.. and that is today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I had the whole talk that went something like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"honey, you can't go out front by yourself. &amp;nbsp;There could be scary people who see a little girl out there all by herself and want to take her away from her family. &amp;nbsp;I'd be sooo sad if someone took you away. &amp;nbsp;Wouldn't you? &amp;nbsp;If you are with mommy then the mean people won't take you. &amp;nbsp;You can go out back by yourself if you ask mommy, but you NEVER go out front by yourself..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pause... process... pause... process..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(please pronounce karate like karaTAY in this next part for full effect)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Well, I'll just do my KARATE on those mean people"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with full on karate moves to follow! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUjxQoQDF84/Tt6ZTyxY9LI/AAAAAAAADic/ViP4U8bL5l4/s1600/IMG_6743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUjxQoQDF84/Tt6ZTyxY9LI/AAAAAAAADic/ViP4U8bL5l4/s640/IMG_6743.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;mean people&lt;/span&gt; resist taking her after all that hilarity? &amp;nbsp;She'd be gone for sure. &amp;nbsp;Oh, Olive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7893492311172027311?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7893492311172027311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7893492311172027311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7893492311172027311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7893492311172027311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/stranger-danger.html' title='Stranger Danger...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D6hGPtPCfg/Tt6ZVA_VVuI/AAAAAAAADik/sLzPXa5_UYg/s72-c/IMG_6747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1715890943554654660</id><published>2011-12-03T11:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T15:00:11.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit of Christ...mas</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! &amp;nbsp;So it's totally Christmas time, no? &amp;nbsp;I've been really excited this year for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It' amazing I haven't blogged about it yet, but not really because I've only had time to DO Christmas and not write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY early on this year, like just after Halloween, I started thinking about how I want our family Christmas to be... what are the traditions?, what is the feeling?, what about Santa?, etc. &amp;nbsp;I'm personally a huge believer in Santa! &amp;nbsp;I love what he stands for, I love the "magic" around the Santa stuff. Santa was VERY good to us growing up and I have a hard time thinking that I wouldn't want that for our kids. &amp;nbsp;On the other hand, we always did lots of service in our family during Christmas time as well.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (Thanks to my dad, the ULTIMATE service machine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.. &amp;nbsp;I remember decorating the missionaries apartments with trees, presents, holly, lights... I remember door ditching... I remember getting a "family" for christmas and doing all of their christmas shopping. &amp;nbsp;Sure, we GOT a lot of stuff, but we also GAVE quite a bit. &amp;nbsp;I'm really grateful my family did that. &amp;nbsp;So, I got some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; from Santa and the holiday cheer, and I got the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt; from service, but I'm not so sure I got the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;home-run-feeling&lt;/span&gt; from who is really important this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my thoughts this year, as I try my best to childrear &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Wow, I'm old)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;start with Christ first&lt;/span&gt;. We started singing the Christmas Hymns first and then the jolly ol' ones after that. &amp;nbsp;I've had lots of &lt;i&gt;car-talks &lt;/i&gt;with Olive about who's birthday it is and why we celebrate Christmas. &amp;nbsp;We've talked about the fact that Christ has given us SO MANY gifts and all he wants for His birthday is for us to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;GIVE to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Talking was just a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we've tried to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;put it in action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library and tried to find lots of books on the 'nativity' story&lt;br /&gt;Went to the thrift store and got a new nativity&lt;br /&gt;Every time O mentions things SHE wants, I try to remind her that we need to figure out what SHE is GIVNG to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we finished most of her gifts that she is giving. &amp;nbsp;We decided that she is making all her presents this year so that she can have fun, think of others, and serve.... oh ya, and it's CHEAP. &amp;nbsp;I'll post pics AFTER christmas of those awesome homemade gifts. &amp;nbsp;It was super fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEqB6zkEu8o/TtpXM06j-vI/AAAAAAAADhE/Yk0ha7o3q3E/s1600/400000000000000184036_s4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEqB6zkEu8o/TtpXM06j-vI/AAAAAAAADhE/Yk0ha7o3q3E/s400/400000000000000184036_s4.png" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We got this book from the library &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(it's a little catholic or something with it's crosses... but that's ok!),&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;we read it this morning and I felt the spirit! &amp;nbsp;I got all choked up and I'm feeling so grateful that I am being impressed by the real spirit of Christmas early this season. The book takes all the things of the holiday season (even Santa) and points them to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this Christmas Spirit is probably due to the fact that I'm teaching the Young Women's Christmas lesson and have found some stellar material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among such is this video with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/church/leader/thomas-s-monson?lang=eng"&gt;President Thomas S. Monson:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says, and has become &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; theme for the season,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"To catch the real meaning of the spirit of Christmas we need only drop the last syllable of Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It become the Sprit of Christ. " &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0FSQuHDIsVw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word on Santa, however. &amp;nbsp;I also just read this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB0gHmya5go/TtpZNi3CfNI/AAAAAAAADhM/J4Tlyp-p4ck/s1600/20_miracle_on_34th_st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mB0gHmya5go/TtpZNi3CfNI/AAAAAAAADhM/J4Tlyp-p4ck/s400/20_miracle_on_34th_st.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and OH I loved it. I'm going to make it a tradition to read this book with the family when they get old enough to appreciate it (&lt;i&gt;and that includes the Mr.)&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I LOVE the time period, I love the CITY it's in, &amp;nbsp;I love the simplicity of the writing and story, &amp;nbsp;I love the message. &amp;nbsp;Santa is the epitome of giving. &amp;nbsp;He's like the mascot. &amp;nbsp;I'm not one to say "OH the commercialism, OH too many presents, OH too many decorations that take too much time!!" &amp;nbsp;I think that to Celebrate our Savior Jesus Christ we need to give our TIME, TALENT, MONEY, everything as a SACRIFICE in the name of our Savior. &amp;nbsp;If you are bothered by all the shoppers, think of it as a sacrifice, for you are trying to serve someone else by thinking of them, thinking of what they might want, and sacrificing your time and money for it. If you buy lots of presents begrudgingly, why then, I suppose you are just buying into that commercialism without the real Spirit of Christmas. &amp;nbsp;When you get overwhelmed by all the parties, church callings, kids things, family things, and you think &lt;i&gt;"THIS is crazy! &amp;nbsp;There's no time to think of the REAL meaning of Christmas"&lt;/i&gt; just turn that frown right around and think,&lt;i&gt; there is no better way to SERVE than to help your ward, help your family, help your friend, in all you sacrifices. Things that may seem silly like cooking and decorating and purchasing, are merely contributing to the celebration!&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;And isn't our Savior's birth worth the BIGGEST celebration ever? &amp;nbsp;Whatever that means to each person, to each family, I believe that we can embrace BOTH worlds of Christmas without getting cynical. &amp;nbsp;If we turn our thoughts to Christ, to service, to love, to patience, then we are truly celebrating and remembering the true meaning of Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;The Spirit of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watch the movie too, the 1947 Black and White version. &amp;nbsp;So good! &amp;nbsp;AND Central Park West looks exactly the same... even the bricks on the sidewalk....sigh... don't get me started on Christmas in NYC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CHEERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{too much? &amp;nbsp;don't agree? &amp;nbsp;that crazy Erin word vomit doesn't even make sense? this post didn't really have much forethought and it's not very eloquent... so don't judge:) &amp;nbsp;there are so many ways to slice that christmas pie, and this is how I've sliced it today, this year, at this time. &amp;nbsp;just wanted to share!! Merry Christmas}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1715890943554654660?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1715890943554654660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1715890943554654660' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1715890943554654660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1715890943554654660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/spirit-of-christmas.html' title='The Spirit of Christ...mas'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rEqB6zkEu8o/TtpXM06j-vI/AAAAAAAADhE/Yk0ha7o3q3E/s72-c/400000000000000184036_s4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-6555124565635814332</id><published>2011-11-30T11:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:15:11.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Colorado....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuO4-5YXljM/TtZd4Slc6xI/AAAAAAAADe0/Zk1DPrZTm-E/s1600/IMG_6579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuO4-5YXljM/TtZd4Slc6xI/AAAAAAAADe0/Zk1DPrZTm-E/s320/IMG_6579.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxN1qf7PSXk/TtZd8HNqPnI/AAAAAAAADfE/s56ps381adU/s1600/IMG_6581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GxN1qf7PSXk/TtZd8HNqPnI/AAAAAAAADfE/s56ps381adU/s320/IMG_6581.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BameqTCKshQ/TtZd6nfeb8I/AAAAAAAADe8/Rmmt_qYUJA0/s1600/IMG_6580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BameqTCKshQ/TtZd6nfeb8I/AAAAAAAADe8/Rmmt_qYUJA0/s320/IMG_6580.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mss6oKZR79c/TtZd-MXwwjI/AAAAAAAADfM/al2o1Ccx4O8/s1600/IMG_6582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mss6oKZR79c/TtZd-MXwwjI/AAAAAAAADfM/al2o1Ccx4O8/s320/IMG_6582.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;These faces are a good representation of how we all felt spending our Thanksgiving in Evergreen, CO with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;'Grandma Jo and Grandpa Colby'&lt;/span&gt;... and OH how the girls loved their grandparents! &amp;nbsp;It was the PERFECT trip.. especially after our cruise it was so nice to be in the mountains&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (where it actually feels like the winter season)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; relaxing with family. &amp;nbsp;I don't know that my husband and I ever appreciated that mountainous home when we were dating in high school&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(ok... my husband DEFINITELY did not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but this trip, all grown up, with kids in tow...we've realized it's just the perfect grandparent house! &amp;nbsp;We're so excited our kids will get to grow up visiting their Colby grandparents in the Colorado mountains! &amp;nbsp;It was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Played....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaUV8vFw2M4/TtZd28ZKd3I/AAAAAAAADes/crNJz7OEY1Y/s1600/IMG_6564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaUV8vFw2M4/TtZd28ZKd3I/AAAAAAAADes/crNJz7OEY1Y/s320/IMG_6564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting creamed in tether ball by his mom!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8frJxYrHGQ/TtZgSNZN9BI/AAAAAAAADgc/nE3M6KiMjx8/s1600/IMG_6545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T8frJxYrHGQ/TtZgSNZN9BI/AAAAAAAADgc/nE3M6KiMjx8/s320/IMG_6545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was a REALLY tall hoop... but he could still&lt;br /&gt;dunk it...yup.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_nWG33fyQs/TtZhwxz-c-I/AAAAAAAADg0/V2m5UE-4taM/s1600/IMG_6557_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_nWG33fyQs/TtZhwxz-c-I/AAAAAAAADg0/V2m5UE-4taM/s320/IMG_6557_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madgey learned how to dribble watching O's soccer&lt;br /&gt;practice. &amp;nbsp;for real. &amp;nbsp;she can really do it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zKnLRnba7g/TtZhGTTLOLI/AAAAAAAADgs/KyVz_W6uY2Q/s1600/IMG_6539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1zKnLRnba7g/TtZhGTTLOLI/AAAAAAAADgs/KyVz_W6uY2Q/s320/IMG_6539.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;rock climbing&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;We had a gingerbread house contest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibyysU3PIvY/TtZeFijxfaI/AAAAAAAADf0/jj4NTfRlJMQ/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ibyysU3PIvY/TtZeFijxfaI/AAAAAAAADf0/jj4NTfRlJMQ/s320/IMG_6643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Rq-KOp5NSk/TtZeLhkhfXI/AAAAAAAADgM/uXFdLZr9QUY/s1600/IMG_6652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Rq-KOp5NSk/TtZeLhkhfXI/AAAAAAAADgM/uXFdLZr9QUY/s320/IMG_6652.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Otmv2Tdbovw/TtZeJraNmpI/AAAAAAAADgE/rzpI72HVrDY/s1600/IMG_6648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Otmv2Tdbovw/TtZeJraNmpI/AAAAAAAADgE/rzpI72HVrDY/s320/IMG_6648.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ_M21J_fec/TtZeHoUHkHI/AAAAAAAADf8/16Oqxk2ds_I/s1600/IMG_6646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ_M21J_fec/TtZeHoUHkHI/AAAAAAAADf8/16Oqxk2ds_I/s320/IMG_6646.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;And of course enjoyed our family!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OaKG7bFkA0/TtZd_KvN_pI/AAAAAAAADfU/SUZjfGFkL2I/s1600/IMG_6598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OaKG7bFkA0/TtZd_KvN_pI/AAAAAAAADfU/SUZjfGFkL2I/s320/IMG_6598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ-dtlYEGVM/TtZeCOv9mrI/AAAAAAAADfg/QgdCKdL9LYM/s1600/IMG_6615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ-dtlYEGVM/TtZeCOv9mrI/AAAAAAAADfg/QgdCKdL9LYM/s320/IMG_6615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0IfTn3mWas/TtZeAmlkarI/AAAAAAAADfc/iL-_o2-Uv3k/s1600/IMG_6603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0IfTn3mWas/TtZeAmlkarI/AAAAAAAADfc/iL-_o2-Uv3k/s320/IMG_6603.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Darwin and his wife Marcia came for&lt;br /&gt;Turkey day too! &amp;nbsp;So great to see them.&lt;br /&gt;And that made four generations of Colbys...&lt;br /&gt;(bottom left pic)&lt;br /&gt;Darwin&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Olive &amp;amp; Madge &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks, Colbys, so much for an awesome THANKSGIVING! &amp;nbsp;We sure are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THANKFUL for YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKXqN9V03_A/TtZdw3WOPRI/AAAAAAAADeM/ezULYLKqyCE/s1600/IMG_6540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DKXqN9V03_A/TtZdw3WOPRI/AAAAAAAADeM/ezULYLKqyCE/s320/IMG_6540.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gL0mvfpZKw0/TtZdvjmgcpI/AAAAAAAADeE/sD980z8M_0Y/s1600/IMG_6535_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gL0mvfpZKw0/TtZdvjmgcpI/AAAAAAAADeE/sD980z8M_0Y/s320/IMG_6535_2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtYjwzzwm8w/TtZeD3uOfsI/AAAAAAAADfo/phJmeD-zI4E/s1600/IMG_6625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtYjwzzwm8w/TtZeD3uOfsI/AAAAAAAADfo/phJmeD-zI4E/s640/IMG_6625.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mean really? &amp;nbsp;such a lovely place!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-6555124565635814332?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6555124565635814332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=6555124565635814332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6555124565635814332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6555124565635814332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-in-colorado.html' title='Thanksgiving in Colorado....'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuO4-5YXljM/TtZd4Slc6xI/AAAAAAAADe0/Zk1DPrZTm-E/s72-c/IMG_6579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-3183960262037181273</id><published>2011-11-29T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T12:02:53.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Trees...as in Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nL5nyUqnLK0/TtUPOyHO4eI/AAAAAAAADd8/YzhVyPk0NGA/s1600/MT_banner2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nL5nyUqnLK0/TtUPOyHO4eI/AAAAAAAADd8/YzhVyPk0NGA/s640/MT_banner2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wanted to spread the love for our good friend in NYC who makes these AWESOME family trees!! Yes, that is a 7 generation chart and isn't it the best looking one you've ever seen??? I've been looking for a good and modern way to display family history FOREVER! &amp;nbsp;I'm just not into those actual tree pictures that only hold 4 generations... soo...I ordered these for the Mr. and my Dad!! &amp;nbsp;It's a great way to motivate yourself to do some family history... and spruce up your walls while you're at it! &amp;nbsp;They're having a Christmas Special at&lt;a href="http://moderntrees.com/"&gt; moderntrees.com&lt;/a&gt; so check them out!! &amp;nbsp;Thank you creative people for making family history fun AND hip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-3183960262037181273?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/3183960262037181273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=3183960262037181273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/3183960262037181273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/3183960262037181273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/modern-treesas-in-family.html' title='Modern Trees...as in Family'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nL5nyUqnLK0/TtUPOyHO4eI/AAAAAAAADd8/YzhVyPk0NGA/s72-c/MT_banner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7131488424986694897</id><published>2011-11-28T23:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:19:39.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin' through 5 Years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2S3rtlMYnY/TtROwE3-HlI/AAAAAAAADdE/37%3Ctable%20border=%E2%80%9D1%E2%80%9Dwidth=%E2%80%9D150%E2%80%9D%3E%3Ctbody%3E%3Ctr%3E%3Ctd%3EFIRST%20CELL%3C/td%3E%3Ctd%3ESECOND%20CELL%3C/td%3E%3C/tr%3E%3Ctbody%3E%3C/table%3EgJqb-Hbxk/s1600/IMG_6358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2S3rtlMYnY/TtROwE3-HlI/AAAAAAAADdE/37gJqb-Hbxk/s320/IMG_6358.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5emX64YZPM/TtROyGqN-NI/AAAAAAAADdM/zXeoYJo4MYI/s1600/IMG_6359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5emX64YZPM/TtROyGqN-NI/AAAAAAAADdM/zXeoYJo4MYI/s320/IMG_6359.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5emX64YZPM/TtROyGqN-NI/AAAAAAAADdM/zXeoYJo4MYI/s1600/IMG_6359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, did it! &amp;nbsp;We had our first trip together since our HONEYMOON and left the kids for FIVE days! &amp;nbsp;This was really our &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;5 year anniversary trip&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and &amp;nbsp;And it was FABULOUS! &amp;nbsp;We had so much fun and made the most of all the cruisin' activities... namely... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It really IS meaningful to remember why two people fell in love in the first place. &amp;nbsp;I found myself so grateful I married a fun and optamistic guy willing to do ANYTHING... even dance that chacha version of the electric slide and all other silly line dances like a million times, let me - no encourage me - to judge the hairy chest contest, sport our robes all over the ship just to relax, and on and on and on! &amp;nbsp;We really loved it. So here's the picture story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqrgg4qgWTU/TtROhfEwAuI/AAAAAAAADb8/awQr60DmKu4/s1600/IMG_6295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqrgg4qgWTU/TtROhfEwAuI/AAAAAAAADb8/awQr60DmKu4/s640/IMG_6295.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Catalina Island, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UVunQ7fuBGE/TtROYHx9A2I/AAAAAAAADbc/e1NTsheshvU/s1600/IMG_6267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UVunQ7fuBGE/TtROYHx9A2I/AAAAAAAADbc/e1NTsheshvU/s400/IMG_6267.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Catalina Island was great because we rented&amp;nbsp;these motorized bikes. &amp;nbsp;Funnest thing EVER.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpzMKtAzxdA/TtROfchi6XI/AAAAAAAADb0/bJsiGcFIwSs/s1600/IMG_6292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpzMKtAzxdA/TtROfchi6XI/AAAAAAAADb0/bJsiGcFIwSs/s400/IMG_6292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RePVKDgV3A/TtROczUMxiI/AAAAAAAADbs/UyclvwX2fEs/s1600/IMG_6289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RePVKDgV3A/TtROczUMxiI/AAAAAAAADbs/UyclvwX2fEs/s400/IMG_6289.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M3Oy9aMQQY/TtROlHtSP0I/AAAAAAAADcM/TEfRnRJEfoY/s1600/IMG_6310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M3Oy9aMQQY/TtROlHtSP0I/AAAAAAAADcM/TEfRnRJEfoY/s400/IMG_6310.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5_uB_yBxIg/TtROmvQhFSI/AAAAAAAADcU/0SB-cps8L6A/s1600/IMG_6322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q5_uB_yBxIg/TtROmvQhFSI/AAAAAAAADcU/0SB-cps8L6A/s400/IMG_6322.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMItQ9p9ZZo/TtROqJQ5ejI/AAAAAAAADck/MAQ3bnrVZes/s1600/IMG_6339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jMItQ9p9ZZo/TtROqJQ5ejI/AAAAAAAADck/MAQ3bnrVZes/s640/IMG_6339.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Ensenada Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may have not been the prettiest place in Mexico, but who the Heck cares? &amp;nbsp;It still has all that AMAZING Mexican stuff! I was obsessed with it all and could have spend DAYS there! &amp;nbsp;The rugs, the pictures, the painted pots, the toys, everything! &amp;nbsp;I'm sooo into all that mexican stuff! &amp;nbsp;I wanted to re-do my guest bathroom in Mexican motif... but alas, we are poor. &amp;nbsp;Do NOT fret all, we only live 2 hours or so from Mexico. &amp;nbsp;I WILL be making a trip down there. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking of starting an etsy shop incorporating all that awesome stuff. &amp;nbsp;It's just so IN right now, &amp;nbsp;ya know!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6yXowtF-3o/TtROrUdOR9I/AAAAAAAADcs/CkJo8hdWdyM/s1600/IMG_6340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6yXowtF-3o/TtROrUdOR9I/AAAAAAAADcs/CkJo8hdWdyM/s400/IMG_6340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these are some peeps we met on the cruise ship playing ping pong. &amp;nbsp;it went like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;- where are you from &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;them&lt;/b&gt;- AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;- what part &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt; - Pheonix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;- what part &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt;- Glendale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;- where?? &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; them&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I won't give away their whereabouts on the internet, but basically...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;5 minutes away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;- what do you do &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;them&lt;/b&gt;- dental school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So there you have it. &amp;nbsp;We found a super fun couple that had the same idea we did! &amp;nbsp;AND they have two little boys the same ages as our two little girls. &amp;nbsp;We loved hanging with you guys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--22Y8GkCuso/TtROtNUJZKI/AAAAAAAADc0/tjwDSrNsK2o/s1600/IMG_6345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--22Y8GkCuso/TtROtNUJZKI/AAAAAAAADc0/tjwDSrNsK2o/s640/IMG_6345.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, our favorite part, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;CRUISE SHIP "PARADISE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the trophy I won for winning the girls bracket of ping pong. &amp;nbsp;yup. &amp;nbsp;my first trophy. &amp;nbsp;I'm just not very athletic. until now. &amp;nbsp;watch out ping pongers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufEPd7LBZlU/TtRO5UhOFUI/AAAAAAAADds/H65FgH6k38Y/s1600/IMG_6421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufEPd7LBZlU/TtRO5UhOFUI/AAAAAAAADds/H65FgH6k38Y/s400/IMG_6421.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is the metal I won for judging this...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IRlTo9zKXo/TtROzyAZ5DI/AAAAAAAADdU/zVkU8bTrtZc/s1600/IMG_6392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IRlTo9zKXo/TtROzyAZ5DI/AAAAAAAADdU/zVkU8bTrtZc/s400/IMG_6392.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the hairy chest contest. yup.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezkgmOcLzl8/TtRO1pZu46I/AAAAAAAADdc/D1uCcWhjpV4/s1600/IMG_6405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezkgmOcLzl8/TtRO1pZu46I/AAAAAAAADdc/D1uCcWhjpV4/s400/IMG_6405.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;they had a butt shaking event included... yes. &amp;nbsp;no.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tdsKXGQ6wg8/TtRO3UudaWI/AAAAAAAADdk/qT1LR1rLZFo/s1600/IMG_6420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tdsKXGQ6wg8/TtRO3UudaWI/AAAAAAAADdk/qT1LR1rLZFo/s400/IMG_6420.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anything to be the MOST decorated passenger on the ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(and no I'm not pregnant but I totally look like it in this dress!! &amp;nbsp;People all assume you go on a cruise because you are getting pregnant. &amp;nbsp;we did not. &amp;nbsp;just for the record...even though I look already pregnant. &amp;nbsp;just wanted to put it out there)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK633Tm8A58/TtROu_HyKUI/AAAAAAAADc8/Q0HvRrXsC90/s1600/IMG_6347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eK633Tm8A58/TtROu_HyKUI/AAAAAAAADc8/Q0HvRrXsC90/s400/IMG_6347.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing bingo for the first time. &amp;nbsp;The first time we gambled. &amp;nbsp;We didn't mean to.. I mean it seems like a nursing home game, so we thought it'd be fun. Then they said you could win like $5000! &amp;nbsp;So we ran down there only to find out the card was $20!! &amp;nbsp;But our adrenalin kicked in and we bought it... then we sat nervously and guiltily as we realized this not-so-nursing home-game just sucked us of $20 that could have completely redecorated my guest bathroom in mexican motif... boo bingo. boo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pvb4tSCqJY/TtRO7X7zJWI/AAAAAAAADd0/SIFvfm6mdLM/s1600/IMG_6426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pvb4tSCqJY/TtRO7X7zJWI/AAAAAAAADd0/SIFvfm6mdLM/s400/IMG_6426.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Cruise Favorites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dressing up and acting like we have lots of money cuz we're on a fancy ship, like the titanic. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Except it didn't sink, and it wasn't expensive at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Walking around in our bathrobes cuz' we could and hot tubbing and reading. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Watching EVERY SINGLE person spend their life savings on alcohol, getting wasted, and talking about it for 5 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing nursing home games and pretending like they're fancy cuz, again, we are on a fancy ship. &amp;nbsp;Like- ping pong, board games, bingo, shuffle board... see what I mean? &amp;nbsp;Nursing home. &amp;nbsp;so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The crazy shows... those people probably aren't going to make it to Broadway any time soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those Mexican goodies!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;But not those little mexican kiddos that walk next to you and try to pick you pocket and look up at you with those fake sad eyes that their parent taught them to do. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Remembering WHY I fell in love with the greatest guy on the universe. &amp;nbsp;Are you a little jealous I found him first? &amp;nbsp;you think yours is good too? &amp;nbsp;I bet mine could beat yours at ping pong. &amp;nbsp;Oh wait... that would be ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGvIwA9ZZKw/TtROoRxjpSI/AAAAAAAADcY/kWe9KdLhtSg/s1600/IMG_6332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGvIwA9ZZKw/TtROoRxjpSI/AAAAAAAADcY/kWe9KdLhtSg/s640/IMG_6332.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Oh Carnival Paradise. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for all the fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for this kids.... I guess since I didn't mention them first they must not be dead. &amp;nbsp;They had a blast with Gma and Auntie Brekk and Cousins, Cohen and Leisel. &amp;nbsp;I missed them and worried about them..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;.oh only a LOT a bit.&lt;/span&gt;.. but not enough to impair my fun. &amp;nbsp;AND the best part was feeling like christmas as we were driving home. &amp;nbsp;We couldn't get there fast enough. &amp;nbsp;And the talk we had with Olive when we got home took the cake on the whole trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh wow! &amp;nbsp;i thought you guys were older!?"- Olive says in a surprised and crazy &lt;i&gt;'I've totally forgotten you guys compeltly'&lt;/i&gt; sort of way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh ya? &amp;nbsp;We look pretty young though?" we said laughing &lt;i&gt;(it was all that relaxing we did)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya!!!" &amp;nbsp; she said... and then caught us up on everything we needed to know about our time away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Madgey's new word from Gma??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BUMMMMM" &amp;nbsp;-anytime she is nakey or changing dipers. &amp;nbsp;Thanks mom:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH we couldn't have done it without awesome family who helped us sooo much!! &amp;nbsp;I told them to leave the house a wreck.. but it was vacuumed. &amp;nbsp;I know they're a LOT of work and we LOVE YOU SO MUCH for watching them while we got a little R&amp;amp;R... and you got a little crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I guess distance made the heart grow fonder:)&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/3631018105011207683-7131488424986694897?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7131488424986694897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7131488424986694897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7131488424986694897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7131488424986694897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/cruisin-through-5-years.html' title='Cruisin&apos; through 5 Years...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2S3rtlMYnY/TtROwE3-HlI/AAAAAAAADdE/37gJqb-Hbxk/s72-c/IMG_6358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-6481272284889242523</id><published>2011-11-10T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:30:34.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpsiFm_2RA/TrwFg3hyaSI/AAAAAAAADbU/74XEq5Hunxg/s1600/Avalong-Bay-night-from-Cata1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpsiFm_2RA/TrwFg3hyaSI/AAAAAAAADbU/74XEq5Hunxg/s640/Avalong-Bay-night-from-Cata1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catalina Island&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you we are going on a cruise? &amp;nbsp;and by "we" I mean just the Mr. and I? &amp;nbsp;I know what you're thinking &lt;i&gt;(or maybe you don't know)&lt;/i&gt; But ERIN, you don't like to leave your KIDS!? &amp;nbsp;And it's true. &amp;nbsp;I've secretly condemned people who leave their kids and go on trips.... &lt;i&gt;(don't start hating me)&lt;/i&gt;... I've heard so many people say "I'm so excited to quit nursing so I can go on a cruise with JUST my husband"... I usually fakely agree, and then judge them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(If you've said this to me, and now you know I judged you.. don't worry, I've been called to repentance and I LOVE you and I UNDERSTAND)&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I've just never wanted to leave my kids. &amp;nbsp;If I ever have the passing though, "oh man I just want to get out of here" I feel guilty. &amp;nbsp;So we've put off the Mr. and Me time (not due to him... mostly because of me) but after THREE and a HALF years of not sleeping, I'm ready for a nap. &amp;nbsp;And why not on a cruise ship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my awesome mom and sister and kids are coming to entertain my kids this coming week and we are hitting the ship for 5 days to Catalina Island and Ensenada... I KNOW for all of you fancy cruise goers it's a ghetto one..but we are poor after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to some sleep and some clubbing... oh and with my hot hubby:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you jealous? &amp;nbsp;I'm excited. &amp;nbsp;Catch you on the flip side...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-6481272284889242523?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/6481272284889242523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=6481272284889242523' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6481272284889242523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/6481272284889242523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/catalina-island-did-i-tell-you-we-are.html' title='Cruising...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UxpsiFm_2RA/TrwFg3hyaSI/AAAAAAAADbU/74XEq5Hunxg/s72-c/Avalong-Bay-night-from-Cata1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7883244886577096027</id><published>2011-11-05T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:50:20.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>High of 65 today...</title><content type='html'>it's a MIRACLE!! I thought fall would NEVER come! &amp;nbsp;I ran in tights and a jacket this morning... went to watch Jord play football and the kids were COMPLAINING and COMPLAINING about how cold they were. &amp;nbsp;All I could do was smile and be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, McDonalds, I'm not grateful that you gave me a peppermint coffee instead of a peppermint hot chocolate when I really needed it. &amp;nbsp;not grateful at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7883244886577096027?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7883244886577096027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7883244886577096027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7883244886577096027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7883244886577096027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/high-of-65-today.html' title='High of 65 today...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1260143155090049536</id><published>2011-11-03T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T14:46:25.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Reviews...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided to join the ward book club because now with my lack of friends &lt;i&gt;(OK OK I really DO have the makings of some good friends now I just want you to feel sorry for me)&lt;/i&gt; I was reading more. &amp;nbsp;And what better way to get new book recommendations AND make new friends? &amp;nbsp;I was hesitant because I've never done a book club before and I was worried I'd HATE it. &amp;nbsp;But I've realized something about myself.... again... like, I've always known this... but.... &amp;nbsp;I'm a social person. &amp;nbsp;So when I read 500 pages of a book... I feel ALL BOTTLED UP INSIDE. &amp;nbsp;I have all this new information and story and NO ONE to tell and NO ONE to understand. &amp;nbsp;I tried telling my husband about a bit in Narnia as it related to the gospel and he literally fell asleep sitting up. &amp;nbsp;nice. &amp;nbsp;Book club is obviously made for people like me, who need to TALK about things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So without further adieu... &lt;i&gt;(I'll try not to put you asleep while sitting up at the computer)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm5pU4K4fJE/TrLbKnQjKTI/AAAAAAAADLw/A7-FYDddkuY/s1600/The_Chronicles_of_Narnia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm5pU4K4fJE/TrLbKnQjKTI/AAAAAAAADLw/A7-FYDddkuY/s640/The_Chronicles_of_Narnia.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you READ the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/span&gt;?? Like, ALL of them?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so I'm a little slow on the uptake.. they ARE written for young teenagers. &amp;nbsp;But let me assure you, if you've only read The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe, you are CRAZY &lt;i&gt;(the LAST one... OH!!)&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;nbsp;I won't get into story but here is my over-all response: &amp;nbsp;Unbelievable creativity, THE GOSPEL references are MIND BLOWING &lt;i&gt;(I'm not exaggerating here)&lt;/i&gt; especially because C.S. Lewis was not of our faith... I don't understand HOW he knows the things he does! &amp;nbsp;And then puts them into a story so simply and elegantly that a child can understand. &amp;nbsp;Yet if you are not open to it, you'll easily miss it and it'll just be an AWESOME adventure story. &amp;nbsp;How did he do this? &amp;nbsp;My opinion? &amp;nbsp;He was inspired to write these books in his time. &amp;nbsp;Can you imagine if, heaven forbid, a MORMON wrote these books? &amp;nbsp;Would any one have ever read them? &amp;nbsp;Only mormons probably. &amp;nbsp;But C.S. Lewis is spreading the gospel one Narnia Book at a time. &amp;nbsp;Do I sound like a TOTAL fantasy dork yet?? Well here's a little icing on the cake. &amp;nbsp;Narnia, in particular the character of Aslan, has increased my testimony of Jesus Christ. &amp;nbsp;I'm serious. &amp;nbsp;Stop laughing and doubting and read these things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(and for the record- I hate fantasy, never wanted to see the movies, read the books, etc. &amp;nbsp;But BOOKCLUB made me and now I'm obsessed. &amp;nbsp;I've seen all the movies and cry every time. Especially at the Regina Spektor song at the end of Prince Caspian. &amp;nbsp;Whoah. &amp;nbsp;that's all I'm going to say. &amp;nbsp;Whoah.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc78mZJn99k/TrLbLOCdh6I/AAAAAAAADL4/TSYKFaQertg/s1600/cleopatras_daughter-cvr.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sc78mZJn99k/TrLbLOCdh6I/AAAAAAAADL4/TSYKFaQertg/s640/cleopatras_daughter-cvr.jpeg" width="418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, my latest read was this lovely gem, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cleopatra's Daughter&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Again, I wasn't super excited about it. &amp;nbsp;It's a historical novel&lt;i&gt; (call me shallow but I don't find history, at least the idea of it, super exciting)&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Alas, I really got into this one. &amp;nbsp;I found myself shocked and fascinated by this world of Rome! &amp;nbsp;Yikes they did some crazy, scary, and insane things. &amp;nbsp;The story itself is great and ended up being a love story &lt;i&gt;(bonus for shallow girls like me). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I guess Michelle Moran is known for being really accurate in her historical research &lt;i&gt;(which is fun to think this really happened).&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;But the real fun came for me last night. &amp;nbsp;My mind was blown ONCE AGAIN when my curiosity lead me to my New Testament to see how this story lined up with the stories of Christ. &amp;nbsp;MIND BLOWN. &amp;nbsp;Ok, I'm a religious dork now, but as I read the scriptures of Christ being questioned by the Pharisees: "Tell us therefore, what thinkest thou? &amp;nbsp;is it lawful to give tribute unto Caesar, or not?" &lt;i&gt;(Matt 22:17)&lt;/i&gt; I now know WHO Caesar is, and which Caesar it is, and WHAT IT MEANS if you do NOT give tribute to Caesar. &amp;nbsp;You'd be killed... in like TWO seconds. &amp;nbsp;Maybe one. &amp;nbsp;How fun it was for me to flip through the Bible Dictionary and the New Testament and find the characters from this book and their heirs and how they contributed to the time of Christ. &amp;nbsp;You want your mind to be blown too?? &amp;nbsp;You know what to do. &amp;nbsp;That being said, there are no references of Christ in this book. &amp;nbsp;It is not a Christian book and a lot of the things in it are directly offensive to Christian ways. &amp;nbsp;But isn't that why Christ came at that time? &amp;nbsp;Yes, yes it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's it. &amp;nbsp;I'm learning lots. &amp;nbsp;It kills me that you all haven't read these things and can relate to what I'm talking about. &amp;nbsp;I've put off doing book reports because I'm afraid you'll hate them and it'll be boring... But I had to tell you. &amp;nbsp;In case you are looking for books to read, give these a try! &amp;nbsp;I've enjoyed my time and learning and unexpectedly found they've strengthened my faith. weird ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What books are you reading? &amp;nbsp;We are about to put together next years book line up! &amp;nbsp;Tell me what books I MUST read!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1260143155090049536?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1260143155090049536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1260143155090049536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1260143155090049536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1260143155090049536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-reviews.html' title='Book Reviews...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wm5pU4K4fJE/TrLbKnQjKTI/AAAAAAAADLw/A7-FYDddkuY/s72-c/The_Chronicles_of_Narnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-814295152969142645</id><published>2011-10-31T23:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:48:29.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween all TANGLED up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iJm0yRJTbI/Tq9qh9RWleI/AAAAAAAADIc/_QhVBOaOSTg/s1600/IMG_6222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iJm0yRJTbI/Tq9qh9RWleI/AAAAAAAADIc/_QhVBOaOSTg/s640/IMG_6222.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Starring &amp;nbsp;Rapunzel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WklR0ld-Emo/Tq9pbnCB0GI/AAAAAAAADH8/itPXaP8OlyE/s1600/IMG_6239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WklR0ld-Emo/Tq9pbnCB0GI/AAAAAAAADH8/itPXaP8OlyE/s640/IMG_6239.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Magic Flower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7JcYTcSYZ0/Tq9pNviQ5oI/AAAAAAAADHE/eLrbGXlmM_Y/s1600/IMG_6124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z7JcYTcSYZ0/Tq9pNviQ5oI/AAAAAAAADHE/eLrbGXlmM_Y/s320/IMG_6124.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Flynn Rider (or Eugene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6LhiZRvHfc/Tq9pPUrqyGI/AAAAAAAADHM/rp-tAYZr3vQ/s1600/IMG_6126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6LhiZRvHfc/Tq9pPUrqyGI/AAAAAAAADHM/rp-tAYZr3vQ/s320/IMG_6126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"mean Mother" (or Mother Gothel)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-814295152969142645?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/814295152969142645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=814295152969142645' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/814295152969142645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/814295152969142645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-all-tangled-up.html' title='Halloween all TANGLED up...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iJm0yRJTbI/Tq9qh9RWleI/AAAAAAAADIc/_QhVBOaOSTg/s72-c/IMG_6222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-2622499670021377170</id><published>2011-10-30T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:05:11.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>White Coat Ceremony...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On October 21st, this handsom fellow put on a white coat and the whole university celebrated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe they celebrate for everyone... but it was really special to us. &amp;nbsp;They do the white coat ceremony, placing the white coat on each student, at the beginning of school as a reminder of why the HECK they are doing all of this hard work! &amp;nbsp;The white coat combines the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;art of healing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt;, always to remember their goal is helping people... not just scuba diving and working 4 days a week... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OH WAIT, I shouldn've have said that out loud. &amp;nbsp;That's just the wife talking.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;For real, he really does love to help people and the man does love him some science. &amp;nbsp;So, here's to you, sweetheart!! &amp;nbsp;Congrats, good luck, and you look killer in that white coat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlNGbN0-coU/Tq4ME3CznSI/AAAAAAAADDI/kTNUd9UMoPQ/s1600/IMG_6060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlNGbN0-coU/Tq4ME3CznSI/AAAAAAAADDI/kTNUd9UMoPQ/s640/IMG_6060.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yocRQxK7ZHg/Tq4MHQnP-oI/AAAAAAAADDQ/Q0exwblzxZ8/s1600/IMG_6076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yocRQxK7ZHg/Tq4MHQnP-oI/AAAAAAAADDQ/Q0exwblzxZ8/s320/IMG_6076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXPdSv8YVgk/Tq4MTW_ym2I/AAAAAAAADDw/nDJBkXRKVq0/s1600/IMG_6078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXPdSv8YVgk/Tq4MTW_ym2I/AAAAAAAADDw/nDJBkXRKVq0/s320/IMG_6078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't really the ideal day, however. &amp;nbsp;I would even call it a bust. We took Madge to a babysitter but thought Olive might like to see it. &amp;nbsp;We were VERY wrong on that one. VERY VERY wrong. &amp;nbsp;So I suggested that I leave early and meet the man of honor at home for some pics in the back yard...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkGuC7xTFTA/Tq4MOk5CrcI/AAAAAAAADDg/f0DwoJEG_FE/s1600/IMG_6095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkGuC7xTFTA/Tq4MOk5CrcI/AAAAAAAADDg/f0DwoJEG_FE/s320/IMG_6095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsWOWkBZhxo/Tq4MKBj9wmI/AAAAAAAADDY/vwyihw8yOg4/s1600/IMG_6077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsWOWkBZhxo/Tq4MKBj9wmI/AAAAAAAADDY/vwyihw8yOg4/s320/IMG_6077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Can you see what's happening! &amp;nbsp;Well, &amp;nbsp;it's &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;because the camera doesn't have a great zoom.&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyEmBbvtmN0/Tq4MQ-2JYLI/AAAAAAAADDo/YwQh3VVP8OQ/s1600/IMG_6098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fyEmBbvtmN0/Tq4MQ-2JYLI/AAAAAAAADDo/YwQh3VVP8OQ/s320/IMG_6098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that's what you get for having family while in dental school... dorky pics in the backyard!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-2622499670021377170?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2622499670021377170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=2622499670021377170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2622499670021377170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2622499670021377170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/white-coat-ceremony.html' title='White Coat Ceremony...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlNGbN0-coU/Tq4ME3CznSI/AAAAAAAADDI/kTNUd9UMoPQ/s72-c/IMG_6060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-593518654583678697</id><published>2011-10-21T01:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T01:29:38.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy night... on a weeknight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWmkilFJBsQ/TqD-G_t3jhI/AAAAAAAADC4/5E6sZuKHsIg/s1600/Photo+on+10-19-11+at+7.33+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWmkilFJBsQ/TqD-G_t3jhI/AAAAAAAADC4/5E6sZuKHsIg/s640/Photo+on+10-19-11+at+7.33+PM.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;While mom fulfilled her church responsibilities on Wednesday night, I got to watch the kids! It was a daddy night!!&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was.... it was a weeknight.... and I had an exam the following morning! So we made the most of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took a screen shot of the computer screen to show you how I managed to entertain all three of us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1X6H1HALZ-U/TqD-MuceBMI/AAAAAAAADDA/rDLZdPPCNac/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-10-19+at+7.31.35+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="356" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1X6H1HALZ-U/TqD-MuceBMI/AAAAAAAADDA/rDLZdPPCNac/s640/Screen+Shot+2011-10-19+at+7.31.35+PM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the joy of studying the radiographic landmarks of the mandibular premolars as the kids enjoyed the bottom window of Baby Einstein!! Needless to say we were all stoked and happy to be together!&lt;br /&gt;I have the most incredible daughters in the world!! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Love dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-593518654583678697?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/593518654583678697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=593518654583678697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/593518654583678697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/593518654583678697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/daddy-night-on-weeknight.html' title='Daddy night... on a weeknight.'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWmkilFJBsQ/TqD-G_t3jhI/AAAAAAAADC4/5E6sZuKHsIg/s72-c/Photo+on+10-19-11+at+7.33+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7508379845202355279</id><published>2011-10-20T15:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:04:52.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The real "Tinydancr"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gTc86V0D9Yw/TqBr2FtagwI/AAAAAAAADBg/Ub2yWAw9-So/s1600/IMG_5920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gTc86V0D9Yw/TqBr2FtagwI/AAAAAAAADBg/Ub2yWAw9-So/s640/IMG_5920.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olive's been in a 6 week dance class at Midwestern (Jord's dental &amp;nbsp;school) and it's been awesome. &amp;nbsp;Did you know that way out in the suburbs they have kids dance classes for only $20/6 weeks?? WHA? &amp;nbsp;She did great. &amp;nbsp;The little video I made kind of makes her look like a crazy person, but when she was following everyone else, it just wasn't as interesting to watch. &amp;nbsp;We were proud of her focus and her spirit. &amp;nbsp;That girl doesn't have a lack of spirit!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hntw41P2fXI/TqBrvnCpTDI/AAAAAAAADBQ/GAUJCBoG6RI/s1600/IMG_5912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hntw41P2fXI/TqBrvnCpTDI/AAAAAAAADBQ/GAUJCBoG6RI/s320/IMG_5912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8GKbZ6-G0zM/TqBsGHoQcBI/AAAAAAAADCI/UfID2hliGj0/s1600/IMG_5977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Body Image&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Some days &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(some months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; are better than others, but it always seems to resurface. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes if effects my life, how I deal with myself and others, takes a toll on my motivation, etc, and other times it doesn't and I think... OH! I'm just being a girl and should be able to get over it alone. &amp;nbsp;I know that this is one of Satan's tools to bring precious women &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and some men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; into destructive behavior so I'm embarrassed to admit that Satan might have a hold on me. &amp;nbsp;Ok, he does. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yikes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why I'm posting. &amp;nbsp;That's what I've been feeling. &amp;nbsp;I've been in denial that this is a spiritual problem, but I'm starting to see correlations between my spiritual success and my lack of spiritual success when I am in the middle of a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;big FAT pity party&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pun intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give some context here. &amp;nbsp;I'd say it all began when I had children, but that wouldn't be fair. &amp;nbsp;I always think in my head "Oh I was so skinny back then and I just have to get back there!" It makes me feel better, on the surface, to think, at least I was ONCE skinny. &amp;nbsp;But if I'm completely honest with myself, the "back then" wasn't so great either. &amp;nbsp;I WAS skinny, and truthfully, I'm just fine NOW, but my head was never right about it. &amp;nbsp;I was never satisfied. &amp;nbsp;I was always fat in my head, no matter what the scale said. &amp;nbsp;So YES in retrospect I'd love to trade my post-kids body now for my kiddish high school body, but then, I was never grateful for that one either. &amp;nbsp;See what I mean about Satan's grasp? &amp;nbsp; How ungrateful am I? &amp;nbsp;I KNOW this. &amp;nbsp;I WANT to change it. &amp;nbsp;I'm determined to do it. &amp;nbsp;But it's kind of like an addiction. &amp;nbsp;I tend to relapse. &amp;nbsp;But I'm telling you now, I'm SICK of it ruling my life and my mood depending on whether or not I think I'm&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;terribly good-looking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Zoolander reference. &amp;nbsp;You're welcome.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I taught a lesson in church about being healthy and the Word of Wisdom. &amp;nbsp;I felt a bit a hypocrite teaching it, but also felt like that lesson was for me. &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2005/10/to-young-women?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=elder+holland,+can't+live+life+worrying+world+staring+you."&gt;&amp;nbsp;Elder Holland gave a talk to the Young Women&lt;/a&gt; that was AWESOME. &amp;nbsp;I loved this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;In this same vein may I address an even more sensitive subject. I plead with you young women to please be more accepting of yourselves, including your body shape and style, with a little less longing to look like someone else. We are all different. Some are tall, and some are short. Some are round, and some are thin. And almost everyone at some time or other wants to be something they are not! But as one adviser to teenage girls said: “You can’t live your life worrying that the world is staring at you. When you let people’s opinions make you self-conscious you give away your power. … The key to feeling [confident] is to always listen to your inner self—[the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;real&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;you.]”&lt;sup class="noteMarker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: super;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2005/10/to-young-women?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=elder+holland,+can't+live+life+worrying+world+staring+you.#8-" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 9px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;8&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;And in the kingdom of God, the real you is “more precious than rubies.”&lt;sup class="noteMarker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: super;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2005/10/to-young-women?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=elder+holland,+can't+live+life+worrying+world+staring+you.#9-" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 9px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;9&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/sup&gt;Every young woman is a child of destiny and every adult woman a powerful force for good. I mention adult women because, sisters, you are our greatest examples and resource for these young women. And if you are obsessing over being a size 2, you won’t be very surprised when your daughter or the Mia Maid in your class does the same and makes herself physically ill trying to accomplish it. We should all be as fit as we can be—that’s good Word of Wisdom doctrine. That means eating right and exercising and helping our bodies function at their optimum strength. We could probably all do better in that regard. But I speak here of optimum health; there is no universal optimum size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Very inspiring. &amp;nbsp;I am praying to take inspirational things like these to heart. &amp;nbsp;WHY is it so hard to believe this? &amp;nbsp;How is it so easy to forget?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This morning when I was running I was listening to a conference talk by &lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/it-is-better-to-look-up?lang=eng"&gt;Elder Carl B. Cook called, "It is Better to Look Up."&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;It's not about body image at all. &amp;nbsp;But last night as I said my prayers I pleaded with Heavenly Father to help me. Help me to realize that it is a spiritual problem. &amp;nbsp;Help me to REALLY take action to change and open my heart to ANYTHING that will help &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(don't I sound like an addict?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;I was listening to this talk when in the middle it hit me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-size: large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;LOOK UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;WARNING!!... this is really not what this talk meant by LOOKING UP. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;He talked about looking to the Savior (UP) during troubled and trying times. &amp;nbsp;This, literally, is a helpful lesson in and of itself for my situation. &amp;nbsp;But I had another thought. &amp;nbsp;What if I just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt; looking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;? &amp;nbsp;Like... &lt;i&gt;down&lt;/i&gt; at my body. &amp;nbsp;I wondered how many minutes and hours I waste during the day periodically looking down at my stomach, my thighs, my calves, looking downward in the mirror at my butt, my profile, whatever!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(There are no secrets anymore! &amp;nbsp;I'm a freak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Elder Cook talked about those with Moses who were bit by a poisonous snake. &amp;nbsp;Heavenly Father told moses to take a staff like a Serpent of Brass and if the people would ONLY look into it, they would be healed, but some would not. &amp;nbsp;For after all, how could merely&amp;nbsp;looking upon a staff HEAL a poisonous snake bite? &amp;nbsp;Those who simply looked, were healed. &amp;nbsp;Those who did not, perished. &amp;nbsp;Do we disregard the simple things because hey, how could they POSSIBLY work? &amp;nbsp;This is how I felt. &amp;nbsp;What if I experiment. &amp;nbsp;What if I strive not to look down at my body for like 2 weeks? &amp;nbsp;a month maybe? &amp;nbsp;Of course I'll make sure my skirt is not hiked up in the back or something, but just get dressed and go. &amp;nbsp;Not stopping during the day to dwell on my physical appearance. &amp;nbsp;Would this, could this, heal me? &amp;nbsp; I have my doubts, because after all it's too simple, right? &amp;nbsp;But I don't want to be caught not looking at the staff! &amp;nbsp;Especially if I was HIT with personal inspiration this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So folks, instead of looking down, I'm going to look UP! &amp;nbsp;For the next 2 weeks &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(month?? I'm an addict)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;I'm not going to look down at my body. &amp;nbsp;And at the same time I'm going to look up and try to figure out how the atonement and the Savior can heal me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So that's my confession. &amp;nbsp;I feel silly and embarrassed. &amp;nbsp;I KNOW I should be grateful for the body I have, and I really am... but there is a very worldly side of me that needs to be GONE. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I hope this was not too much information and I hope this will not become an opportunity for people to comment on "Oh Please! You are beautiful inside and out!" pep-talks, nor condemning talks if you feel like doing that. &amp;nbsp;Please don't judge me and my efforts to be happier, healthier, and closer to my Savior, Jesus Christ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;for after all.... Mormons (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints) ARE Christians! &amp;nbsp;We believe in Christ. &amp;nbsp;We are not a Cult &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/OZI2K8roLG8"&gt;Mr. Robert Jeffress&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Just for the record. (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if you have any questions please email me!! or visit mormon.org!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I'm a mother. &amp;nbsp;I'm a wife. &amp;nbsp;I'm a bad body image addict. I'm a striver to be better. &amp;nbsp;And I'm a Mormon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Guess who else is a MORMON and I NEVER KNEW!!!?? ok... you totally knew didn't you. &amp;nbsp;and you just never told me?? &amp;nbsp;I'm a tad obsessed now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4PF0h7oqUEQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1797888457938417579?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1797888457938417579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1797888457938417579' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1797888457938417579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1797888457938417579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-up.html' title='Look Up...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4PF0h7oqUEQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-299080836326411247</id><published>2011-10-15T01:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T01:03:10.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="”1”width=”150”"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-me4lzSAdiWo/TpkQLHW7PNI/AAAAAAAADBI/HznLb6eCRDE/s1600/IMG_5855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-me4lzSAdiWo/TpkQLHW7PNI/AAAAAAAADBI/HznLb6eCRDE/s640/IMG_5855.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I NEVER NEVER make sugar cookies... they take forEVER and EVER! &amp;nbsp;These took 2 days!! WHOLE DAYS of SLAVING away... ok not really, but they really take forever. &amp;nbsp;So I thought I'd document.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom sent us a really fun halloween package that had these cute cookie cutters so I thought we'd give it a try. &amp;nbsp;They turned out SUPER good and we ended up having lots of friends over to help us eat and decorate (that's Oakley, one of Olive's new besties up on top right)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The frosting was especially fun, you can use a paint brush:) &amp;nbsp;Fun for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, that's it for the baking post. &amp;nbsp;Not much of those for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the recipe on the "recipe" tab at the top of my blog. &amp;nbsp;They were SERIOUSLY good!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-299080836326411247?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/299080836326411247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=299080836326411247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/299080836326411247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/299080836326411247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween fun...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-75WFJQ-47L0/TpkP8DFIcVI/AAAAAAAADAo/H3nDcxkF28o/s72-c/IMG_5841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-179642707025705701</id><published>2011-10-10T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:03:17.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought you should know...</title><content type='html'>Dearest little kids of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know, since you are too little to remember, that your dad bore a wonderful testimony at church. &amp;nbsp;A testimony is when you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;gain a knowledge of the things of God&lt;/span&gt;, things you can only &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; through faith that has been exercised, things that are hard to explain and learn from school or books or things others tell you. &amp;nbsp;But when you have faith, you can &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and then testify that you &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; these things are true for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew something exciting was happening as you watched him leave our seats in the congregation and made his way up to the front. &amp;nbsp;Olive, you stood on the seat so you could see, and baby Madge, you wanted to stand on my lap, swaying heads side to side to look through the spaces between the people in front of you so you could catch a glimpse of dad at the podium. &amp;nbsp;Your little attention spans are small and you could not understand yet that the words your dad spoke were so special and so true. &amp;nbsp;He spoke of the temple. &amp;nbsp;How grateful he was that he and I were able to attend the Mesa Temple last week. &amp;nbsp;He said he knows the temples are a sacred place where &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/family/"&gt;families are sealed together&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Mommy's heart leapt with joy as I was reminded once again what a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;fun family we have&lt;/span&gt; and I'm glad we can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;together forever&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He said that on the walls of the temple there was words saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;"The glory of God is intelligence."&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;This means a great deal to him. &amp;nbsp;Dad is working so hard in dental school right now... hardly sleeps, hardly eats... but he holds onto the truth that what you learn in this life you can take with you after this life. &amp;nbsp;I'm grateful for a husband who looks for truths, who attends the temple, who love you girls so much, and above all recognized the Lord in his life and loves Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a short testimony, though there was some big ol' daddy tears &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(that's what happens when daddy feels the spirit)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but it was true. &amp;nbsp;It was important. &amp;nbsp;You were there, and I wanted you to know that you witnessed something sweet. &amp;nbsp;You knew it was special, though you are so small, and you were right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68k3REUD1IY/TpMDU5vexGI/AAAAAAAAC_s/7-rCzsX_Fh0/s1600/315774_107732416003906_100003014447671_61168_1109746185_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68k3REUD1IY/TpMDU5vexGI/AAAAAAAAC_s/7-rCzsX_Fh0/s640/315774_107732416003906_100003014447671_61168_1109746185_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGE2NAaBbmM/TpMDVCCQP2I/AAAAAAAAC_w/eThUVzOY2eQ/s1600/319581_107732489337232_100003014447671_61170_853104614_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGE2NAaBbmM/TpMDVCCQP2I/AAAAAAAAC_w/eThUVzOY2eQ/s640/319581_107732489337232_100003014447671_61170_853104614_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-179642707025705701?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/179642707025705701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=179642707025705701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/179642707025705701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/179642707025705701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/thought-you-should-know.html' title='Thought you should know...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68k3REUD1IY/TpMDU5vexGI/AAAAAAAAC_s/7-rCzsX_Fh0/s72-c/315774_107732416003906_100003014447671_61168_1109746185_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-4598784292977894138</id><published>2011-10-09T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T00:26:30.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo in our new town...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2mexYJHnE/TpEcX_b0K8I/AAAAAAAAC-4/OIf1YR1-0Iw/s1600/IMG_5754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2mexYJHnE/TpEcX_b0K8I/AAAAAAAAC-4/OIf1YR1-0Iw/s640/IMG_5754.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have theory that kids innately love animals and then their parents either encourage it or discourage it and they grow up to be...well who they are: &amp;nbsp;an animal lover, or not. &amp;nbsp;So of course &amp;nbsp;ZOO DAY is always one of the BEST days in our house. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;{&lt;i&gt;Plus, I got to the library 45 minutes before it opened to ensure that I got a free culture pass... no one was there. &amp;nbsp;I was shocked! &amp;nbsp;In NYC there was ALWAYS some crazy person in line ahead of you for WHATEVER it is no matter WHAT time it is (Regis and Kelly stand by line?? people get there EARLY!!!) &amp;nbsp;So I got the culture pass. &amp;nbsp;Zoo day was free and a blast!}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXfzozQU_i8/TpEcaHB2xvI/AAAAAAAAC-8/kTVxhePeMMM/s1600/IMG_5761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fXfzozQU_i8/TpEcaHB2xvI/AAAAAAAAC-8/kTVxhePeMMM/s320/IMG_5761.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SctQ8D-67No/TpEe1xcmhsI/AAAAAAAAC_c/gBSoL8HXieQ/s1600/IMG_5824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SctQ8D-67No/TpEe1xcmhsI/AAAAAAAAC_c/gBSoL8HXieQ/s320/IMG_5824.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6S0R7m0S9C8/TpEfCOLMoUI/AAAAAAAAC_g/w_D8gyq8lkw/s1600/IMG_5830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6S0R7m0S9C8/TpEfCOLMoUI/AAAAAAAAC_g/w_D8gyq8lkw/s320/IMG_5830.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qJKC5-l_9NI/TpEcfhKL3rI/AAAAAAAAC_A/GMcTgtieLO0/s1600/IMG_5786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qJKC5-l_9NI/TpEcfhKL3rI/AAAAAAAAC_A/GMcTgtieLO0/s320/IMG_5786.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udXLG0_vhes/TpEd93FIkGI/AAAAAAAAC_M/eaGkFGIq_CM/s1600/IMG_5805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udXLG0_vhes/TpEd93FIkGI/AAAAAAAAC_M/eaGkFGIq_CM/s320/IMG_5805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCu8AUfk-N4/TpEfJnfBUqI/AAAAAAAAC_k/K-mvfNdTWe4/s1600/IMG_5799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCu8AUfk-N4/TpEfJnfBUqI/AAAAAAAAC_k/K-mvfNdTWe4/s320/IMG_5799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My review? &amp;nbsp;Well, it's says it's one of the top 5 Zoo's for children in the nation. &amp;nbsp;And it IS really cool and I, of course, appreciated some of the non-animal stuff like DESIGN. &amp;nbsp;The bathroom wall!!! &lt;i&gt;(above)&lt;/i&gt; and the "little Columbia" town&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(below)&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;But I was a little disappointed with the animal viewing. &amp;nbsp;NOW because I am an animal lover, I appreciated the space the animals have. &amp;nbsp;Really I do. But I guess the selfish side of me wishes all those squishy animals were pressed up to the glass staring us in the face. &amp;nbsp;It's a little hard for the kiddos when they can't FIND the animals.... still great. &amp;nbsp;still fun. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIVlF-HIlf4/TpEfdI8XXpI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Hn-mhR2ZQcs/s1600/IMG_5789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIVlF-HIlf4/TpEfdI8XXpI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Hn-mhR2ZQcs/s640/IMG_5789.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I forgot the BEST BEST BEST part!! &amp;nbsp;It was a HIGH of 75 DEGREES! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(that's WHY we even went!)&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Oh it is a MIRACLE I tell you! &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure I'm going to love you, Arizona, after all. &amp;nbsp;Oh it's beautiful weather here right now. &amp;nbsp;You and all your fall foliage should be really jealous of me. &amp;nbsp;seriously. &amp;nbsp;Please stay weather. &amp;nbsp;please stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-4598784292977894138?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4598784292977894138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=4598784292977894138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4598784292977894138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4598784292977894138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/zoo-in-our-new-town.html' title='Zoo in our new town...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2mexYJHnE/TpEcX_b0K8I/AAAAAAAAC-4/OIf1YR1-0Iw/s72-c/IMG_5754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-9145989470857173425</id><published>2011-10-07T00:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:15:05.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Jobs deserves a spot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4i8eJs5BGo/To54dr0RV7I/AAAAAAAAC-U/eD3TxScyiaA/s1600/apple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4i8eJs5BGo/To54dr0RV7I/AAAAAAAAC-U/eD3TxScyiaA/s320/apple.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I try to post about important events that happen because I print my blog for family history-type reasons. &amp;nbsp;I'm actually not very good at this so I feel a little sheepish in sharing this even amongst all the other events I've missed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alas, I have to share a sad and thankful and awe-inspired vibe publicly as I honor Steve Job's passing yesterday. &amp;nbsp;I had one of the first apple computers. &amp;nbsp;My dad was an Apple nut and I had an apple BOX, black and white picture, on my desk in elementary school, floppy disks and all. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had one of those fun colored iMacs... they weren't flat... but we were IN LOVE with the fun bubble shape and the colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had the first generation ipod, nano, and everything in between for the most part, until my iphone took over that job. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jordan says he remembers me having the first generation ipod and he didn't really even know what it was:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Currently we own 2 iphones (as phones) 2 iphones retired and in 'kid use', and ipad, Apple TV, &amp;nbsp;2 iMacs, and a MacBook Pro....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as you can see we are kind of freaks about Apple. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got some serious chills last night as we looked back on all Steve Jobs had done in his lifetime and how he has literally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;changed our world&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steve, we are in AWE of you, but we are really REALLY thankful for all of our fun toys that bring us music for all occassions, movies for date nights, driving trips, in bed, by the pool, in the hot tub, and anywhere else you can take and iphone or ipad, family pictures galore, organization, &amp;nbsp;reminding us to read our scriptures, keeping us connected to our friends, teaching us about self constraint and practicing it EVERY DAY. &amp;nbsp;I can honestly say apple is there with us 24-7. &amp;nbsp;Should I be embarrassed? Maybe. &amp;nbsp;But, it was sad day in our household. &amp;nbsp;But we know with his genius, all those lucky people who have gone before us are rocking out to angelic tunes on the &lt;b&gt;iPhone 5&lt;/b&gt;... which is withheld from us in this mortal life for now &lt;i&gt;(sorry sweetie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I heard peops on the radio that said it was appropriate for them to come out with the iPhone 4s... because it was 4STEVE:) &amp;nbsp;cute. &amp;nbsp;very cute:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-9145989470857173425?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/9145989470857173425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=9145989470857173425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/9145989470857173425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/9145989470857173425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-deserves-spot.html' title='Steve Jobs deserves a spot...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4i8eJs5BGo/To54dr0RV7I/AAAAAAAAC-U/eD3TxScyiaA/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7725677894727415628</id><published>2011-10-05T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T11:09:17.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Madgey Padgey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HbHGWbgihKo/ToxwFI5EzWI/AAAAAAAAC94/l1LBaTRMy4g/s1600/IMG_5538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HbHGWbgihKo/ToxwFI5EzWI/AAAAAAAAC94/l1LBaTRMy4g/s640/IMG_5538.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well this is what you do when you don't know any photographers (cuz you don't have an amazing POOL of resources at your finger tips like my pals in NYC) and you don't have any money. &amp;nbsp;Some back yard novice pics with my fancy-under-used-camera and ill-equipped-to-use-it photographer...that's me. &amp;nbsp;But hey, she's easy to photograph! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what Madgey looks like when she turned one! It's officially on the record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zD-LRPPJ8CA/ToxwIIqTmdI/AAAAAAAAC98/X_JfcPoCWeI/s1600/IMG_5595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zD-LRPPJ8CA/ToxwIIqTmdI/AAAAAAAAC98/X_JfcPoCWeI/s640/IMG_5595.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AiAhn_DMms/ToxwLi1VWYI/AAAAAAAAC-A/KUwwI79-p8A/s1600/IMG_5601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_AiAhn_DMms/ToxwLi1VWYI/AAAAAAAAC-A/KUwwI79-p8A/s640/IMG_5601.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZWBDc12vvc/ToxwO13wGgI/AAAAAAAAC-E/1bIlMJWlZyE/s1600/IMG_5627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZWBDc12vvc/ToxwO13wGgI/AAAAAAAAC-E/1bIlMJWlZyE/s640/IMG_5627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--tEDlon4vv4/ToxwRt8PhPI/AAAAAAAAC-I/7csW_GQ1or4/s1600/IMG_5634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--tEDlon4vv4/ToxwRt8PhPI/AAAAAAAAC-I/7csW_GQ1or4/s640/IMG_5634.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6iLTheb_gU/ToxwVy76q1I/AAAAAAAAC-M/8p3DJ9ohPc0/s1600/IMG_5733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6iLTheb_gU/ToxwVy76q1I/AAAAAAAAC-M/8p3DJ9ohPc0/s640/IMG_5733.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9vu5Lfd6LA/ToxwpG7ZbjI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/LYtqi6ZUvms/s1600/IMG_5637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I9vu5Lfd6LA/ToxwpG7ZbjI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/LYtqi6ZUvms/s640/IMG_5637.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OOoooooo I LOVE the ONE YEAR OLD stage! &amp;nbsp;They are sooo cute and sooo sweet and just learning enough sas to make you crack up! &amp;nbsp;Not too much to pull your hair out. &amp;nbsp;We love this little bundle of cuddley mush. &amp;nbsp;Don't change Miss DeMille. &amp;nbsp;You're spirit shines through those baby blues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7725677894727415628?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7725677894727415628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7725677894727415628' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7725677894727415628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7725677894727415628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/10/madgeys-1st-year-pics.html' title='Madgey Padgey'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HbHGWbgihKo/ToxwFI5EzWI/AAAAAAAAC94/l1LBaTRMy4g/s72-c/IMG_5538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1228331515355353084</id><published>2011-09-30T00:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:22:10.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taco Child...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1l2yGG-d_jY/ToVC_OjUqVI/AAAAAAAAC90/4pCJAkD0LQ4/s1600/Photo+13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1l2yGG-d_jY/ToVC_OjUqVI/AAAAAAAAC90/4pCJAkD0LQ4/s640/Photo+13.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olive: "when I was a baby you were going to name me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olive....... or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olivia....... or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taco Bell......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me: "TACO BELL??? &amp;nbsp;BAHAHAHA"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olive: "Why are you laughing mom?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;true. story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Back story... we told her we were going to name her either Olive or LydiaBell. &amp;nbsp;Olivia she came up with on her own... and obviously we know what happened with LydiaBell:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you can't tell... this pic was taken with a funny effect on PhotoBooth... Olive's favorite past time! &amp;nbsp;Just IN CASE you thought we had really changed a lot since you had seen us last! haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1228331515355353084?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1228331515355353084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1228331515355353084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1228331515355353084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1228331515355353084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/taco-child.html' title='Taco Child...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1l2yGG-d_jY/ToVC_OjUqVI/AAAAAAAAC90/4pCJAkD0LQ4/s72-c/Photo+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-5994425637980822500</id><published>2011-09-29T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:03:30.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Walk Chalk Plan of Salvation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPfUVp4yhE/ToSvqcR2KHI/AAAAAAAAC9k/0tYTl6Os1AI/s1600/IMG_5486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPfUVp4yhE/ToSvqcR2KHI/AAAAAAAAC9k/0tYTl6Os1AI/s640/IMG_5486.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a fun and simple &lt;a href="http://lds.org/study/topics/family-home-evening?lang=eng&amp;amp;query=Family+Home+Evening"&gt;Family Home Evening&lt;/a&gt; (FHE) this week. &amp;nbsp;We got some new sidewalk chalk and we have our own backyard... so we put the two together and Dad drew up the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/plan-of-happiness/"&gt;Plan of Salvation&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;( if you aren't familiar with it, READ THE LINK!).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; Try this one out. &amp;nbsp;It was a real winner with the kiddos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RLy5O91pqYk/ToSvsbpZLWI/AAAAAAAAC9o/NRTIkIKRMmM/s1600/IMG_5490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RLy5O91pqYk/ToSvsbpZLWI/AAAAAAAAC9o/NRTIkIKRMmM/s400/IMG_5490.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1gJuca9nK8/ToSvudgB8OI/AAAAAAAAC9s/QhHUhesmA6A/s1600/IMG_5500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1gJuca9nK8/ToSvudgB8OI/AAAAAAAAC9s/QhHUhesmA6A/s1600/IMG_5500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1gJuca9nK8/ToSvudgB8OI/AAAAAAAAC9s/QhHUhesmA6A/s400/IMG_5500.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF55rjJd3eY/ToSvwfxYiNI/AAAAAAAAC9w/Whos_Q7Xr7s/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF55rjJd3eY/ToSvwfxYiNI/AAAAAAAAC9w/Whos_Q7Xr7s/s400/IMG_5513.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thankful for my little family. &amp;nbsp;I've been a witness to families falling apart lately, and we've been feeling the great urgency to safeguard and protect ours! FHE is one of those things we are NOT going to be missing. &amp;nbsp;I feel such immense gratitude for our little family and the small beginnings of it! &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;Small and simple things, ey sweetie??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-5994425637980822500?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5994425637980822500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=5994425637980822500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5994425637980822500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5994425637980822500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/side-walk-chalk-plan-of-salvation.html' title='Side Walk Chalk Plan of Salvation'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPfUVp4yhE/ToSvqcR2KHI/AAAAAAAAC9k/0tYTl6Os1AI/s72-c/IMG_5486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7211833897951503905</id><published>2011-09-27T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:43:41.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet John Deere...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Introducing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;John Deere,&lt;/span&gt; the newest member of our family &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DpZ9NKzITY/ToH6Aw8sZRI/AAAAAAAAC9E/2t5aW3kK6H8/s1600/IMG_5444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DpZ9NKzITY/ToH6Aw8sZRI/AAAAAAAAC9E/2t5aW3kK6H8/s640/IMG_5444.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He lives in our living room &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(and for my NYers- that's not the family room. we have both. &amp;nbsp;I know. Don't get me started on living rooms though. &amp;nbsp;they're kinda funny. &amp;nbsp;The best decorated and the least used.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KzGBV6pur1g/ToH59mNj3fI/AAAAAAAAC9A/dU3Bt8G7riQ/s1600/IMG_5439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KzGBV6pur1g/ToH59mNj3fI/AAAAAAAAC9A/dU3Bt8G7riQ/s640/IMG_5439.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6i5J1-rvsc/ToH6IngKW0I/AAAAAAAAC9Q/v-nRmJ9lxog/s1600/IMG_5467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6i5J1-rvsc/ToH6IngKW0I/AAAAAAAAC9Q/v-nRmJ9lxog/s640/IMG_5467.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I decided not to paint over the branding. &amp;nbsp;It just seemed wrong. &amp;nbsp;But I really like how it turned out with some wood showing when the piano is open. &amp;nbsp;What do you think? &amp;nbsp;I'm sure I've got a half a can left....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMG2Xmm8Zm0/ToH6PSNd-BI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/TmXZP6l1E0c/s1600/IMG_5473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMG2Xmm8Zm0/ToH6PSNd-BI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/TmXZP6l1E0c/s640/IMG_5473.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ucQN2Skapg/ToH6DAJN0qI/AAAAAAAAC9I/LXB2P1TtRh8/s1600/IMG_5454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ucQN2Skapg/ToH6DAJN0qI/AAAAAAAAC9I/LXB2P1TtRh8/s640/IMG_5454.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom! &amp;nbsp;Stop taking pictures!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for other new family members, this little guy definitely deserves to be mentioned. &amp;nbsp;$10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_znCFmmqwQ/ToH6E6ZgnCI/AAAAAAAAC9M/lvPSQWm92Kg/s1600/IMG_5462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_znCFmmqwQ/ToH6E6ZgnCI/AAAAAAAAC9M/lvPSQWm92Kg/s640/IMG_5462.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And please help us in thanking this little cactus for it's service as our center piece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously the pressure was too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How can you kill a cactus?? They don't even need water... much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry little buddy. &amp;nbsp;I'm REALLY REALLY going to miss you. You little cacti are my FAVs. &amp;nbsp;Good thing I've got three more in my bathroom. &amp;nbsp;But I'll still miss you. &amp;nbsp;Yikes, it just doesn't look good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7M9_WVaACLg/ToH6SKe6YtI/AAAAAAAAC9c/jWXUkOSvIgo/s1600/IMG_5478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7M9_WVaACLg/ToH6SKe6YtI/AAAAAAAAC9c/jWXUkOSvIgo/s640/IMG_5478.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7211833897951503905?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7211833897951503905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7211833897951503905' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7211833897951503905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7211833897951503905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/meet-john-deere.html' title='Meet John Deere...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DpZ9NKzITY/ToH6Aw8sZRI/AAAAAAAAC9E/2t5aW3kK6H8/s72-c/IMG_5444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8955205227468651715</id><published>2011-09-27T02:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T02:24:31.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Project... it's a good one!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been really into spray paint lately. &amp;nbsp;Really into it. &amp;nbsp;It's really fun stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5 1/2 cans later....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh!! I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I don't know if I blogged about my sad piano story before (the one where I found the &amp;nbsp;PERFECT piano at Salvation Army for $60!!!, send husband to pick it up, it was sold 5 minutes before he got there... sad.) BUT I found another one! &amp;nbsp;One that had all its pedals and all the keys worked. &amp;nbsp;I'll admit (not to his face) that the first one was a bit more interesting... a little more character. &amp;nbsp;But when I'm done with it, character will not be a hurtin' for. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I really don't need a piano. &amp;nbsp;My grandma sent us this awesome full keyboard and it's been a dream... but I've just always ALWAYS wanted to paint a piano. &amp;nbsp;So I am. &amp;nbsp;I did. It's done. It's fun. &amp;nbsp;Here's a sneak peak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqdo1vFNZ6c/ToFoSLdyTKI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Fz42b6L3WtM/s1600/IMG_5369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqdo1vFNZ6c/ToFoSLdyTKI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Fz42b6L3WtM/s640/IMG_5369.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHuGS7BSbEM/ToFoUZ-5VvI/AAAAAAAAC8w/SNdyzMRWhuI/s1600/IMG_5376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHuGS7BSbEM/ToFoUZ-5VvI/AAAAAAAAC8w/SNdyzMRWhuI/s640/IMG_5376.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and.... I can't post the after yet. &amp;nbsp;That would spoil all the fun. &amp;nbsp;And mostly it's dark now and I can't take good pics. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So until tomorrow... did I not have a productive Monday? &amp;nbsp;Between running at 6 am, play group AND library day, and grocery shopping, oh and &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little Olive project too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-Y1FZ2sYc4/ToFp7MS2NZI/AAAAAAAAC80/IuFAN4Mo1x8/s1600/IMG_5396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E-Y1FZ2sYc4/ToFp7MS2NZI/AAAAAAAAC80/IuFAN4Mo1x8/s640/IMG_5396.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olive that's hot!! oh your own mother told you to stand there for the pic? &amp;nbsp;Awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcaheRmZvgs/ToFp8XNNbNI/AAAAAAAAC84/Aic6NdMS_Kc/s1600/IMG_5403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dcaheRmZvgs/ToFp8XNNbNI/AAAAAAAAC84/Aic6NdMS_Kc/s640/IMG_5403.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey mom! &amp;nbsp;How does this face look???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's true. &amp;nbsp;We're making pumpkin choc chip cooks... even though it's still 100 degrees everyday. &amp;nbsp;It's not fall here, I'll tell you that much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love that little O. &amp;nbsp;She's been really fun lately. &amp;nbsp;I think we're almost in the clear for the CRAZY CRAZY THREE days.... almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and one last tid bit... &amp;nbsp; I put Miss Madge down for a &lt;i&gt;nap&lt;/i&gt; at 5pm, she's still sleeping. &amp;nbsp;recipe for disaster or much needed sleep? &amp;nbsp;It's 11:15pm now. &amp;nbsp;yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ONE last thing I swear... saw a commercial for a show called "Suburgatory".... I'm not trying to be negative here, and I have NO IDEA what the show is about... but for some reason it resonated with me:) &amp;nbsp;Okay okay... I like it here!!! &amp;nbsp;I even found myself saying "oh there's too many people at the park, we should go another time"... too many people at the park?? &amp;nbsp;WHO AM I? &amp;nbsp;So I changed my mind and we went to the park. &amp;nbsp;We have awesome parks just a bike trailer ride away. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8955205227468651715?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8955205227468651715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8955205227468651715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8955205227468651715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8955205227468651715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/monday-project-its-good-one.html' title='Monday Project... it&apos;s a good one!'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yqdo1vFNZ6c/ToFoSLdyTKI/AAAAAAAAC8s/Fz42b6L3WtM/s72-c/IMG_5369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-4104415847237302146</id><published>2011-09-24T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T01:04:02.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>design blog junkie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sometimes I get really sucked into design blogs. &amp;nbsp;Even friends blogs who have design occasionally make me stay at &amp;nbsp;the computer for hours click click clicking. &amp;nbsp;Here's what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;My lovely friend of &lt;a href="http://wearetheraddest.blogspot.com/"&gt;This Little Miggy Stayed Home&lt;/a&gt; posted these awesome beauties. &amp;nbsp;I've recently put some wire storage bins up on the wall as cubbies, and I'm in love with the idea of drawer cubbies, and now these sweet wine box cubbies. &amp;nbsp;I'm sure I'll be stealing the idea for my bathroom! &amp;nbsp;Thanks Miggy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6_XCNt29SY/Tn1hvd9a8SI/AAAAAAAAC8g/_QpSeI36tm0/s1600/P9209913sml.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6_XCNt29SY/Tn1hvd9a8SI/AAAAAAAAC8g/_QpSeI36tm0/s640/P9209913sml.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;She mentioned something about pallets, maybe crates in her post, which reminded me of a display at West Elm I saw on the UWS that hung maybe 6 huge pallets on the wall for a glorious backdrop of hanging goodness. &amp;nbsp;Since then I've been obsessed with pallets. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtA3DKb0m7A/Tn1iiUMYD_I/AAAAAAAAC8k/JmUx-oYSAfM/s640/west_elm.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah ha! &amp;nbsp;this is it! &amp;nbsp;thanks someone who also appreciated those pallets:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DtA3DKb0m7A/Tn1iiUMYD_I/AAAAAAAAC8k/JmUx-oYSAfM/s1600/west_elm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;So begins my design search. &amp;nbsp;I always end up on &lt;a href="http://www.designsponge.com/"&gt;design*sponge&lt;/a&gt; for EVER and EVER and EVER. &amp;nbsp;I can seriously click "older posts" all night long. &amp;nbsp;The &lt;b&gt;sneak peaks&lt;/b&gt; are my favorite. &amp;nbsp; I fantasize about having a home worthy of a "sneak peak" someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Alas, I'm IN LOVE with this use of a pallet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kFszM5RVxA/Tn1jFGYe44I/AAAAAAAAC8o/Zrvc4b94oh0/s1600/pallet_garden_intro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="598" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8kFszM5RVxA/Tn1jFGYe44I/AAAAAAAAC8o/Zrvc4b94oh0/s640/pallet_garden_intro.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm going to have to do it.. but I'm afraid then I won't be able to use pallets for other things if I do this. &amp;nbsp;Can I over use pallets? &amp;nbsp;I mean... will people think I'm an exporter or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;After a few hours on design blogs tonight, I've decided what my &lt;b&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/b&gt; thing about design people with amazing taste and homes is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;they all have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CATS&lt;/span&gt;!! &amp;nbsp;You thought they were out. &amp;nbsp;you thought they weren't cool. &amp;nbsp;You thought you didn't like them. You pretend to be allergic. &amp;nbsp;But people... all the coolest people have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CATS&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'm just sayin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(sorry, sometimes I just get so sick of cats getting the shaft. &amp;nbsp;Leslie, can I hear a "heck ya"!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-4104415847237302146?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4104415847237302146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=4104415847237302146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4104415847237302146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4104415847237302146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/design-blog-junkie.html' title='design blog junkie...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6_XCNt29SY/Tn1hvd9a8SI/AAAAAAAAC8g/_QpSeI36tm0/s72-c/P9209913sml.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8512132172921226972</id><published>2011-09-22T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:30:27.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Minivan and Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we don't own any cars. &amp;nbsp;Of course we didn't need them in NYC and when we moved to the suburbs we were broke. &amp;nbsp;My parents are lending us a couple extra cars they had (I know right?) which has been amazing. &amp;nbsp;The car I got was a Honda Odessey. &amp;nbsp;Now... I KNOW! &amp;nbsp;Everyone LOVES their Odessey but I'm still having a hard time reconciling a minivan and well.. me. &amp;nbsp;But now I'm trapped. &amp;nbsp;As we think about getting our own car and what we might want, I can't help but think about those sliding doors, and those buttons that open those sliding doors, and the walk through option, and the cargo space, and the seating, and the gas mileage. &amp;nbsp;WHY did they make those minivans so dang brilliant? It makes it impossible for a girl like me with new stylish bangs and non-prescription glasses to be hip and cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then it dawned on me. &amp;nbsp;THIS is the perfect van for me!!!! &amp;nbsp;Right??? do you &amp;nbsp;think I'm crazy? &amp;nbsp;Can you see it? I totally have butterflies just thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KvASPB7wY/TnrFJO-4XGI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/63tyz-b6AvU/s1600/green+vw+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="602" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KvASPB7wY/TnrFJO-4XGI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/63tyz-b6AvU/s640/green+vw+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a BEAUTY! &amp;nbsp;Now I'd need a fully restored one like this. &amp;nbsp;Probably cost me as much as a new one. &amp;nbsp;does it even have sliding doors? &amp;nbsp;but soooo CUTE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEgn8mUxDKc/TnrFJ521rZI/AAAAAAAAC8U/-A6z0H_6w1Y/s1600/vw_micro_lo_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEgn8mUxDKc/TnrFJ521rZI/AAAAAAAAC8U/-A6z0H_6w1Y/s400/vw_micro_lo_02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but LOOK!!! &amp;nbsp;They're thinking of making a new one!! &amp;nbsp;Here's the concept cars! &amp;nbsp;Umm.. I love them. &amp;nbsp;Not as much as the old ones... but more than likely sliding doors with buttons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cYExiDei1w/TnrFKf19QmI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/5FyoIRm4uYU/s1600/VW_new_microbus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cYExiDei1w/TnrFKf19QmI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/5FyoIRm4uYU/s400/VW_new_microbus.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but they're really cool! right? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfaTJZSoiqU/TnrFM8g9QxI/AAAAAAAAC8c/qK5Um_oybhM/s1600/custom-microbus---the-scooter-zoo-s-weblog-lrg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfaTJZSoiqU/TnrFM8g9QxI/AAAAAAAAC8c/qK5Um_oybhM/s400/custom-microbus---the-scooter-zoo-s-weblog-lrg.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or maybe I could do this?? my girls are in there...can you see it? &amp;nbsp;hehe:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;call me crazy. &amp;nbsp;But I'm serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8512132172921226972?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8512132172921226972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8512132172921226972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8512132172921226972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8512132172921226972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/minivan-and-me.html' title='The Minivan and Me...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_KvASPB7wY/TnrFJO-4XGI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/63tyz-b6AvU/s72-c/green+vw+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7026018522708345055</id><published>2011-09-20T00:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:28:24.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Ups and Checking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmnv1TNWcI/TngRvPDE-GI/AAAAAAAAC8A/iIy-CMnmnoQ/s1600/IMG_5331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmnv1TNWcI/TngRvPDE-GI/AAAAAAAAC8A/iIy-CMnmnoQ/s640/IMG_5331.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3UypbaVNBU/TngRxiXmowI/AAAAAAAAC8E/q1QX50Iqv1w/s1600/IMG_5341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3UypbaVNBU/TngRxiXmowI/AAAAAAAAC8E/q1QX50Iqv1w/s400/IMG_5341.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is O and Drake, Jen's dog! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's like Disney Land when Drake's around!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is getting so smart and she is cracking me up with all the questions she asks and how observant she is. &amp;nbsp;Candid conversations with children= hilarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving to the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Aurgh! &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(change the channel on the radio)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: &amp;nbsp;What Mom??&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Oh... just... the man singing just said Heavenly Father's name &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I wan to say "in vain"... how to explain to a 3 year old?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;O: &amp;nbsp;What's Heavenly Father's name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: God. &amp;nbsp;And he didn't say it during a prayer or church or talking about him. &amp;nbsp;God is really important. &amp;nbsp;He made us you know? &amp;nbsp;We can't just say his name ALL THE TIME in bad songs.&lt;br /&gt;O: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(really taking this in and I can tell she wants to know about this person now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Is he a bad person?&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Who? &amp;nbsp;The singer? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(not Heavenly Father right?...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O: &amp;nbsp;Yup&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;No, he's not a bad person, he just makes really bad choices.&lt;br /&gt;O: &amp;nbsp;Oh! &amp;nbsp;Well what's his name&lt;br /&gt;Me: (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I totally KNOW what's about to happen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;Eminem. &lt;br /&gt;O: &amp;nbsp;Hey! &amp;nbsp;That's CANDY!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...forgets all about our nice and spiritual talk. &amp;nbsp;I cracked up. &amp;nbsp;I'm still cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss DeMille&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;5ths Disease&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(really a virus)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Sounds bad. &amp;nbsp;But really it's just a rash that makes you scared so you go spend $85 at the doc for a 2 minute appointment in which he informs you that it is of no concern... will clear up in 4-7 days. &amp;nbsp;Not contagious (most likely... nice.) &amp;nbsp;She just looks like a little sad baby. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't bother her and she's not sick. &amp;nbsp;She's a little trooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3mAamLAkB8/TngR005_WDI/AAAAAAAAC8I/1DRuUFWm50s/s1600/IMG_5352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3mAamLAkB8/TngR005_WDI/AAAAAAAAC8I/1DRuUFWm50s/s640/IMG_5352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was looking up rashes last night on the web I saw some model with her baby shopping in LA and the article was ridiculing her for taking her baby out with chicken pox.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;well maybe it was 5ths Disease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Poor model. &amp;nbsp;And... are people going to judge me if I take her out? &amp;nbsp;Will YOU judge me? &amp;nbsp;Would you let your kids play with her? &amp;nbsp;Or hate my guts? &amp;nbsp;Maybe I should make a shirt for her that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm not contagious. &amp;nbsp;probably.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kwpkrz5JQlk/TngR3Rb7jAI/AAAAAAAAC8M/QsacI6C3YTw/s1600/IMG_5360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kwpkrz5JQlk/TngR3Rb7jAI/AAAAAAAAC8M/QsacI6C3YTw/s640/IMG_5360.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Words on the books for Miss D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;all done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dat ("that")&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;DAT!! (with emphasis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HIIIIII!! (she's VERY skilled at this one. &amp;nbsp;particularly at church. when things are quiet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;momma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"awwww" &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(baby gooiness for her blankie and sister cuddles) &amp;nbsp;super cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and to our surprise she says her name!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"MA!" and points to herself. &amp;nbsp;smarty pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;also she understands english. &amp;nbsp;we test this all the time. &amp;nbsp;Jordan asked her to close the door. &amp;nbsp;she turned around and headed for the door. &amp;nbsp;shut it. &amp;nbsp;yup. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told her, "go get that crayon and put it in the box."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she understood. &amp;nbsp;picked up the crayon. walked over to the box. &amp;nbsp;reached down to drop it in... but looked at me and said her favorite word of all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7026018522708345055?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7026018522708345055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7026018522708345055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7026018522708345055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7026018522708345055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/check-ups-and-checking-in.html' title='Check Ups and Checking In'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gmmnv1TNWcI/TngRvPDE-GI/AAAAAAAAC8A/iIy-CMnmnoQ/s72-c/IMG_5331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8594888890260031102</id><published>2011-09-15T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:20:26.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cats, Ghetto Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4s-927vynY/TnIxvpSTPpI/AAAAAAAAC78/R_m9EBnqh-M/s1600/IMG_2172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4s-927vynY/TnIxvpSTPpI/AAAAAAAAC78/R_m9EBnqh-M/s640/IMG_2172.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My lovely Friend, Debi, is in the same situation I am in... almost. &amp;nbsp;We both just moved from NYC and are settling into our suburban lives. &amp;nbsp;Differences? &amp;nbsp;Her husband is out of school and is an &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt; dentist. &amp;nbsp;My husband? &amp;nbsp;In the drudges! &amp;nbsp;So here's the result:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I saw her post about &lt;a href="http://livingleenyc.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-set-of-wheels.html"&gt;getting a new bike trailer&lt;/a&gt; for the offspring with ADORABLE matching helmets for those twiners! &amp;nbsp;I KNEW I had to get one! &amp;nbsp;Brilliant. &amp;nbsp;So I did. &amp;nbsp;That same day. &amp;nbsp;(that's right Debi, you inspire people to move quickly!). &amp;nbsp;Got on craigslist and found this real beauty. &amp;nbsp;And by beauty I mean.. it's super old and not clean at all. &amp;nbsp;But I thought, ok.. well everything works, and we are living in DEBT so.... well it's really fun... but the straps are disintegrating. &amp;nbsp;Yup, the red straps leave red dust on the kids every time. &amp;nbsp;Do we care? &amp;nbsp;A little. (I called the guy and asked if we could get a craigslist refund. &amp;nbsp;He said no. &amp;nbsp;nice.) &amp;nbsp;But a few hours away from our glamourous-california-brand new trailer-cute matching helmet friends... we pull our sweet ride with you... but with mismatching helmets (if only they'd keep them on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are loving it! &amp;nbsp;I think we are going to ride everywhere. &amp;nbsp;Forget the car! &amp;nbsp;Carseats? Such a pain. I mean, the kids only fight a little.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the inspiration Debi! &amp;nbsp;Love &amp;nbsp;ya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8594888890260031102?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8594888890260031102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8594888890260031102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8594888890260031102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8594888890260031102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/copy-cats-ghetto-style.html' title='Copy Cats, Ghetto Style'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4s-927vynY/TnIxvpSTPpI/AAAAAAAAC78/R_m9EBnqh-M/s72-c/IMG_2172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-4914390983342185580</id><published>2011-09-13T12:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T12:41:52.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Tree Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn2SCp1oNtU/Tm99PTPbrPI/AAAAAAAAC74/nIspYxdCFbQ/s1600/organic-modern-tree-house9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="616" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn2SCp1oNtU/Tm99PTPbrPI/AAAAAAAAC74/nIspYxdCFbQ/s640/organic-modern-tree-house9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a rut for a while. &amp;nbsp;Of course, I've been in a huge (and little bit sad) transition moving away from the city. &amp;nbsp;But really, I &amp;nbsp;have no cause for not being optimistic. &amp;nbsp;Our home is MORE than we could have dreamed. &amp;nbsp;Our ward is really great and HUGE and there are several people we'd like to get to know better. &amp;nbsp;The weather here is dreamy and it's just getting better. &amp;nbsp;The activities here for kids are endless and CHEAP. &amp;nbsp;The shopping is CRAZY good with the Scottsdale Fashion Mall super close, a mall down the street, Wal mart, Target, Nordstrom Rack and EVERYTHING (not kidding... just think of something) is in my very own neighborhood. &amp;nbsp;So why do I mope around? &amp;nbsp;Why do I have such a hard time getting motivated lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I feel this way it's because I need to work on my prayers, or my scripture study, or service... I know this and so it &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; dawned on me to investigate these aspect several time since I've been here. &amp;nbsp; I was studying the General Conference talks and I finished and just haven't figured out what else to study. &amp;nbsp;And I didn't have a church calling or visiting teaching and felt like I couldn't serve. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, I WAS saying my prayers (maybe not so sincerely). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said a few weeks ago, I got called into Young Womens. &amp;nbsp;A totally blessing and has helped. &amp;nbsp;But I'd be ungrateful if I didn't tell you what miracle (though small) happened this weekend. &amp;nbsp;Saturday night as I said my prayers (kind of a little bit half heartedly) I asked Heavenly Father to help me know what to study in my scripture study, something I could get excited about and feel good again. &amp;nbsp;Then went to bed without studying anything again. &amp;nbsp;In the morning at church two things hit me right on the forehead... and the heart. &amp;nbsp;BAM! the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/relief-society/daughters-in-my-kingdom?lang=eng"&gt;New Relief Society book&lt;/a&gt; was handed out! &amp;nbsp;I was drawn to it immediately. &amp;nbsp;The size of it alone was noticeable because it wasn't the standard size of any other church book out there. (right?? did you notice the delicious size?) &amp;nbsp;Then I remembered sister Beck talking about the book and how excited she was. I knew this was IT! This was going to be my study. &amp;nbsp;And I knew right away that less than 12 hours later Heavenly Father had answered my prayers. &amp;nbsp;Then FIVE minutes later, the Young Women were talking about Personal Progress. &amp;nbsp;And again, BAM! &amp;nbsp;I KNEW, without a doubt, I needed to complete my Personal Progress... again. &amp;nbsp;(apparently leaders can do it again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home feeling excited and grateful and humbled. &amp;nbsp;There are very few times in life (well, my life) where my prayers are answered so immediately and I actually NOTICE what the heck that Father in Heaven of mine is trying to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started with Personal Progress. &amp;nbsp;The very first Value Experience on the very first page. &amp;nbsp;It's focus is on Faith, and with only two days of scripture study under my belt, I'm feeling uplifted beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Alma 32: 17-43 Alma compares faith to a seed. &amp;nbsp;We've all read it a million times and quite frankly when the scriptures do their &lt;i&gt;seed and tree&lt;/i&gt; thing, sometimes I zone out. &amp;nbsp;But my mind was open this morning and here are a few things that stood out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Regarding the seed (desire to have faith in the word of God) Alma says in V. 37&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"And behold, as the tree &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(desire!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; beginneth to grow, ye will say: Let us nourish it with great care, that is may get root, that it may grow up and bring forth fruit unto us. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;v. 38 "But if ye neglect the tree, and take no thought for its nourishment, behold it will not get any root; and when the heat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Arizona)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the sun cometh and scorcheth it, because it hath no root it withers away, and ye pluck it up and cast it out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;v. 39 "now, this is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;not because the seed was not good&lt;/span&gt;, neither is it because the fruit thereof would not be desirable; but it is because you ground is barren, and ye will not nourish the tree, therefore ye cannot have the fruit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(blessings)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thereof."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I want my home to be full of the fruits, or blessings, that Heavenly Father has to offer. &amp;nbsp;I want my children to feel the spirit in our home. &amp;nbsp;I want there to be happiness and light. &amp;nbsp;I want us to grow closer together and closer to our Savior. &amp;nbsp;These, to me, are just some of the fruits, or results of having faith. &amp;nbsp;But it is up to me to nourish the seed. &amp;nbsp;I love that it says that if your tree withers away and doesn't bring forth fruit is WASN'T because the seed wasn't good or that it didn't have all the potential in the WORLD to bless you immensely, but YOU did not take care of it and nourish it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on my faith. &amp;nbsp;Because of my RUT I feel like its just a little seed again and we haven't been seeing the fruit. &amp;nbsp;But I can feel my spirit beginning to swell and I have faith that if I nourish it, we will have the type of TREE HOUSE I've always dreamed of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it looked like the picture above... I don't think I'd complain (seriously, it's in a tree! Amazing house). &amp;nbsp;I think it might help remind me to nourish my tree, and nourish my home! &amp;nbsp;Can I have a tree house please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://plataformadesign.com/?p=442"&gt;(image)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-4914390983342185580?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4914390983342185580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=4914390983342185580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4914390983342185580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4914390983342185580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-tree-home.html' title='I want a Tree Home...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn2SCp1oNtU/Tm99PTPbrPI/AAAAAAAAC74/nIspYxdCFbQ/s72-c/organic-modern-tree-house9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7430336921074578628</id><published>2011-09-13T00:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:22:48.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthro Children's Museum??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister and kids were in town for Madgey's bday and it was we just LOVE it! &amp;nbsp;We love getting those cute cousins together to play and this time we decided to check out the Children's museum in Phoenix...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well I'm telling you... we were FREAKING out! &amp;nbsp;Just a children's museum? &amp;nbsp;I think not. &amp;nbsp;this is apparently ranked 8th in the country but I can't imagine one that is better (and I've been to the Boston Children's museum which was ranked as 4th). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2GEgcR6EZC4/Tm7VqS0CGMI/AAAAAAAAC7w/LPPFzJmrPUY/s1600/MonroeSchool-NorthView.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2GEgcR6EZC4/Tm7VqS0CGMI/AAAAAAAAC7w/LPPFzJmrPUY/s640/MonroeSchool-NorthView.jpg.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First of all it was in this amazing building and i've decided me next home (ok maybe not my NEXT home... but like when I have money. &amp;nbsp;a lot of money) will be a building like this... if I can't figure out how to buy this children's museum. Its an old school building and the inside is all warehousey and industrial!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_GQr6aXkcI/Tm7VrOzOP_I/AAAAAAAAC70/F5CBJdgjtJo/s1600/the-play-structure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_GQr6aXkcI/Tm7VrOzOP_I/AAAAAAAAC70/F5CBJdgjtJo/s640/the-play-structure.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the beauty is the DESIGN! ( and my sister is an expert in design and she was freaking just like me!) They didn't fight the 'industrial' look, they went with it and it is just MELT your little SOUL amazing! &amp;nbsp;If I got to buy this place (PLEASE), I'd keep this play structure... in my living room. &amp;nbsp;Can you see it? &amp;nbsp;people come over to visit and you have this great thing to distract the kids! &amp;nbsp;You can't possibly tell by the pictures but this play structure is completely decked out in recycled coolness. &amp;nbsp;to the left is a flying bathtub. &amp;nbsp;There is a rocket and the engine is made of upside down aluminum trash cans. &amp;nbsp;There are old boats hanging up there with fish dangling from the ceiling made from things like a fire distinguisher, old CDS (so shiny!) rolled up magazines, etc. &amp;nbsp;In the floor under clear plastic are 'mosaics' made of crayons and marbles. &amp;nbsp;I mean.. it was just as much fun for me to climb and explore the design as it was for the kids. &amp;nbsp;I'm not explaining myself well enough here.... can you grasp that this is AMAZING??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHa6XtkC49Q/Tm7VZwwvmUI/AAAAAAAAC7I/Yl-4r6Jv-Ak/s1600/IMG_2134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHa6XtkC49Q/Tm7VZwwvmUI/AAAAAAAAC7I/Yl-4r6Jv-Ak/s640/IMG_2134.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok, the craft room had this castle that they paint a different color everyday. &amp;nbsp;Bril. &amp;nbsp;And in the corner of the craftroom we recognized these giant paper ostriches from the Anthropologie window decorations. &amp;nbsp;Sure enough there was a little plaque saying that Anthro is now donating their window fun to the children's museum!! &amp;nbsp;LUCKY! &amp;nbsp;they also had a giant moose made of sweaters. &amp;nbsp;See what I mean? &amp;nbsp;Anthro museum? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WqJgDTw0Lo/Tm7Vaa46yGI/AAAAAAAAC7M/fjJ0kbBNYKA/s1600/IMG_2139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WqJgDTw0Lo/Tm7Vaa46yGI/AAAAAAAAC7M/fjJ0kbBNYKA/s640/IMG_2139.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a noodle forest. &amp;nbsp;yes. &amp;nbsp;love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rBj7BJjz0DI/Tm7VdHzjtQI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/wADVvWF5o_A/s1600/IMG_2140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rBj7BJjz0DI/Tm7VdHzjtQI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/wADVvWF5o_A/s640/IMG_2140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;little desert area celebrating AZ... do you see those pics on the wall?? Desert animals wearing fancy hats and such? &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to locate the artist because I MUST have them in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8yNxZPrAXOQ/Tm7Vdzk3YoI/AAAAAAAAC7c/1BgSjpQiv8Q/s1600/IMG_2144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8yNxZPrAXOQ/Tm7Vdzk3YoI/AAAAAAAAC7c/1BgSjpQiv8Q/s640/IMG_2144.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtR5lGD-I0s/Tm7VidCB7vI/AAAAAAAAC7g/lflnyEsWpPg/s1600/IMG_2153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtR5lGD-I0s/Tm7VidCB7vI/AAAAAAAAC7g/lflnyEsWpPg/s640/IMG_2153.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9X1Y3Heqi4/Tm7Vk35t7xI/AAAAAAAAC7o/mT63Rpw5IRQ/s1600/IMG_2166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c9X1Y3Heqi4/Tm7Vk35t7xI/AAAAAAAAC7o/mT63Rpw5IRQ/s640/IMG_2166.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The infant area was CRAZY! &amp;nbsp;Do you see the top of this safety fence around the play area?? Door knobs! &amp;nbsp;All sorts of different door knobs. on. the. fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKdEU9nXrSw/Tm7VmwG6WqI/AAAAAAAAC7s/oE3JaK_w8Kk/s1600/IMG_2170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKdEU9nXrSw/Tm7VmwG6WqI/AAAAAAAAC7s/oE3JaK_w8Kk/s640/IMG_2170.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These were in the kitchen area. &amp;nbsp;Chandeliers made from colanders, utensils, etc. &amp;nbsp;There were probably 20 of them. &amp;nbsp;I mean, they don't need to do that... the kids are playing with the food and fake grocery shopping... do they really need those cute chandeliers? &amp;nbsp;NO... but that's just the kind of museum this is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every single corner was crammed with goodness. &amp;nbsp;AND we stayed for HOURS because the kids adored it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a tricycle corner with vintage trikes???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok, do you wan to come visit me yet?? &amp;nbsp;If you are passing through AZ this is a MUST SEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sorry NYC children's museum. &amp;nbsp;you were never very good and we all knew it. &amp;nbsp;A Dora area? Really? &amp;nbsp;And the Free Fridays... well you know how those go. &amp;nbsp;Implant this little gem into the UWS and you'd REALLY have something!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7430336921074578628?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7430336921074578628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7430336921074578628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7430336921074578628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7430336921074578628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/anthro-childrens-museum.html' title='Anthro Children&apos;s Museum??'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2GEgcR6EZC4/Tm7VqS0CGMI/AAAAAAAAC7w/LPPFzJmrPUY/s72-c/MonroeSchool-NorthView.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-7348138661539472657</id><published>2011-09-12T01:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:04:43.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 9/11...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJcm1H9ZclY/Tm2SvUSusfI/AAAAAAAAC6w/P7IY282endI/s1600/IMG_3776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJcm1H9ZclY/Tm2SvUSusfI/AAAAAAAAC6w/P7IY282endI/s640/IMG_3776.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;iphone view of NYC from our side of town: The GW bridge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say to my dear NYC that I am remembering 9/11 today. &amp;nbsp;I remember that I was in the car with my friend Jen and her dad and they told me that the first plane had hit. &amp;nbsp;Her dad said assuredly , even though the news wasn't saying it yet, "this was a terrorist attack." &amp;nbsp;We went to school and sure enough the news finally confirmed what Marc already knew. &amp;nbsp;We watched the news all day in almost every class... except for those few stingy teachers who thought it was more important to keep on a learnin' even when such catastrophe had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember visiting NYC for the very first time the year after 9/11. &amp;nbsp;People still remembered then. &amp;nbsp;Ground Zero was a sacred place and NYC HAD been through something big and you could tell. &amp;nbsp;There were still police on horses with huge guns all around town. &amp;nbsp;But I fell in love with it. &amp;nbsp;I remember them all being very patriotic... Red White and Blue everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting accepted to The American Academy of Dramatic Arts in NYC and people asking me WHY in the WORLD I would want to go there NOW after so much had happened. &amp;nbsp;I knew I had to be apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember our wise bishop, and now a close friend of mine, President David Buckner, preaching a &amp;nbsp;lovely sermon of remembrance on one anniversary of 9/11. &amp;nbsp;He spoke of how he had to account for everyone in his ward and it was frightening. &amp;nbsp;He remembered getting on the bus the next day to take his kids to school and people making eye contact (a NEVER in NYC) and then speaking up. &amp;nbsp;They just had to ask if you were okay and if your family and friends were okay. &amp;nbsp;He said it softened people and connected people in a way he had never seen New Yorkers before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember paying my almost 7 years in NYC and seeing that 'rememberance' slip away. &amp;nbsp;Patriotism was way down. &amp;nbsp;It really saddens me to this day where our country has gone since that day 10 years ago. &amp;nbsp;But i'll say this much. &amp;nbsp;I will always remember September 11th. &amp;nbsp; Though I wasn't there, NYC is a big part of my heart, and that terrorist act was a big part of that city's story. &amp;nbsp;I love this country and believe in defending our freedom and our CONSTITUTION gosh dang it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to those that lost loved ones that day. &amp;nbsp;My heart goes out to those who have forgotten them and are confused by what it means to keep this country FREE. &amp;nbsp;My heart is full of gratitude for this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &amp;nbsp;I switched back to my old template, see? &amp;nbsp;I just CAN'T find a thing a like... the search is on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7348138661539472657?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7348138661539472657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7348138661539472657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7348138661539472657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7348138661539472657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/remembering-911.html' title='Remembering 9/11...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MJcm1H9ZclY/Tm2SvUSusfI/AAAAAAAAC6w/P7IY282endI/s72-c/IMG_3776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-313231909576432328</id><published>2011-09-11T03:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T03:07:58.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well... I kind of hate this template.. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching all night and at the end of it all I'm just tempted to do a Justin Beiber background. &amp;nbsp;It's the only one that evoked anything from me... it made me laugh. &amp;nbsp;and then tempted me to use it, and use it all year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know I wasn't going to change it after all... but then the Mr. decided to tell me he never liked the ol' red couch all along! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search is on. blarg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-313231909576432328?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/313231909576432328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=313231909576432328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/313231909576432328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/313231909576432328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8868345702147599727</id><published>2011-09-11T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:10:50.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Tiger too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwuVwCAY_Rw/Tmw2xEF--bI/AAAAAAAAC6U/e5ATXhKd_EM/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwuVwCAY_Rw/Tmw2xEF--bI/AAAAAAAAC6U/e5ATXhKd_EM/s1600/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I just started reading this book. &amp;nbsp;I'm not even half way through but I'm kind of in love with it. &amp;nbsp;Maybe &lt;i&gt;in love&lt;/i&gt; isn't the right thing to say but maybe I'm &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;in awe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of it.... in kind of a sick way because I don't agree with it, and yet I kind of envy it... but then I know it's not right, but maybe it's a little awesome.... make any sense? &amp;nbsp;Have you read it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So far it's about a Chinese American women who is raising two daughters as a "Chinese Mother".... you know how the Chinese kids that are amazing at math and musical instruments (I KNOW! Stereotyping here. &amp;nbsp;But she does it in the book too.) How do they get that way? They have Chinese Mothers. &amp;nbsp; She makes her 6 year old practice piano 3 hours a day which includes blood baths of shouting matches, threats, etc. &amp;nbsp;Doesn't sound great... exept that her kid is THE BEST at the piano! &amp;nbsp;She compares that to a Western mother who said she makes her kid practice one minute, per year old, per day. &amp;nbsp;So her 7 year old had to practice 7 minutes per day...... &amp;nbsp;ya. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking that's not enough to succeed, but I can definitely relate to that western mother as well. &amp;nbsp;And quite frankly, I bet those 7 minutes are a blood bath too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am more of a balanced person myself but this already has my brain REELING on these things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting the big O in ballet class (not jazz and tap and all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pre-school: &amp;nbsp;home schooling? &amp;nbsp;private? public? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reading everyday for like... lots of hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No TV? &amp;nbsp;Always sounds treacherous but after a few pages of reading maybe I should make some rules* about it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(*I'm not a RULE person. &amp;nbsp;I like to just do things in balance but not be overly scheduled or else I feel like rebeling... against my own plan. &amp;nbsp;I am my mother's daughter. &amp;nbsp;hi mom.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Starting piano. &amp;nbsp;What kind of piano mom will I be? &amp;nbsp;Even Sister Beck (the General RS President) made her girls practice like an hour or more a day FOREVER. &amp;nbsp;I got the impression from the interview I was listening to that she pushed them pretty dang hard and was VERY consistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the last question in my head... is our generation a big bunch of wussies? &amp;nbsp;Why do I squirm at the word &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"rule"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it scares me that I am the adult now&amp;nbsp;and if I make it a rule for my kids, then I, &lt;i&gt;yes I&lt;/i&gt;, am the one who has to be a consistent rule keeper, follower and enforcer. &amp;nbsp;That's tricky for me. &amp;nbsp; But I do wish my parents pushed us more to stick with.... well, everything. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it would have been great to be the best at something. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe that's not even important in the grand scale of life and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Welp.... maybe you should read the book. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe it will scramble your brain too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And yes, I am a &lt;b&gt;Tiger&lt;/b&gt; in the chinese calendar too, just like the author, Amy Chua... so maybe that's why I relate to her so much, even though it's making me highly uncomfortable to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8868345702147599727?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8868345702147599727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8868345702147599727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8868345702147599727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8868345702147599727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-tiger-too.html' title='I&apos;m a Tiger too...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwuVwCAY_Rw/Tmw2xEF--bI/AAAAAAAAC6U/e5ATXhKd_EM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8444593266495389666</id><published>2011-09-10T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:49:52.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Madgey's 1st Year Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; if you can stomach this after my last post... we do these for the girls each year for their birthday to track the year! &amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday Madgey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n7j3e_Con0M?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8444593266495389666?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8444593266495389666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8444593266495389666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8444593266495389666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8444593266495389666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/madgeys-1st-year-video.html' title='Madgey&apos;s 1st Year Video'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/n7j3e_Con0M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-2654683192888969513</id><published>2011-09-10T00:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:47:48.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Madge DeMille...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViPKtzu8zr4/TmrkSaHTlpI/AAAAAAAAC5I/yMVz1Q3arIc/s1600/Picture+6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViPKtzu8zr4/TmrkSaHTlpI/AAAAAAAAC5I/yMVz1Q3arIc/s400/Picture+6.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madge then...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRQjNQsKOAI/TmrjtuSSfsI/AAAAAAAAC5E/c5guXtiRz8U/s1600/IMG_5149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRQjNQsKOAI/TmrjtuSSfsI/AAAAAAAAC5E/c5guXtiRz8U/s400/IMG_5149.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Madge now...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Dear Madge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been a year already since you've been in our lives. &amp;nbsp;I remember that I couldn't even imagine having you around, not knowing who you were or how I'd love TWO kids. &amp;nbsp;But now it feels like you've always been here, always been in our family, and my love has multiplied and grown since you've come around. &amp;nbsp;What a blessing that our hearts grow larger as a special person enters our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been an extremely good baby... especially when you're awake. &amp;nbsp;You've definitely kept us up at night until we've been driven crazy and can't go any longer. &amp;nbsp;But after a long sleepless night you're sweet little smile and jolly attitude made us forget everything that happened the night before &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;You're sleeping through the nights now, and taking two lovely naps a day. &amp;nbsp;Oh how we thought this day would never come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were very young, before you could crawl, you were such an observer. &amp;nbsp;I could sit you down and you'd never move. &amp;nbsp;We called you the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;blob baby'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;So sweet and easy going, not really motivated to go anywhere. &amp;nbsp;Then the crawling opened up a new you!! &amp;nbsp;We found a little sass, a little spice, and you definitely know exactly what you want. &amp;nbsp;It's not an overbearingness, but we like to call it a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;'quiet bossiness'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; about you. &amp;nbsp;You've always had a sense of humor! Since you were only a couple of months old I felt like you were &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;making jokes and laughing at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and yourself. &amp;nbsp;You're going to be such a little jokester and I know it! &amp;nbsp;You crack me up with your funny lips, your funny smiles, and your funny talk! &amp;nbsp;You talk and talk and talk... but we don't know WHAT you are saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you hit your very first year you are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;walking&lt;/span&gt; like a champ, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;sticking up for yourself&lt;/span&gt; around the big kids, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;bossing us all&lt;/span&gt; at the dinner table, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; to the Rio Toy from McDonalds and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: large;"&gt;making everyone beam and laugh&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you were opening your presents at your party... bringing them each to show me &amp;nbsp;investigating them and really ENJOYING them... I realized, THIS IS MADGE! &amp;nbsp;Most one year olds don't know what a present is, but here you are taking it all in. &amp;nbsp;The word that kept coming to my head was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;DILIGENT!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;You were a diligent present opener. &amp;nbsp;Then you diligently played with each and every toy until you knew exactly what it did. &amp;nbsp;Even with your birthday cake you stayed on the floor with no one around diligently eating and eating and eating! &amp;nbsp;Not just smearing and making a mess and having fun. &amp;nbsp;You knew what to do with that cake and you proceeded to diligently eat. the. cake. &amp;nbsp;It was a silly observation over presents and cake but I beamed with pride as I realized this may be one of your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"&gt;piritual gifts &lt;/span&gt;given to you from your Heavenly Father who loves you so much. &amp;nbsp;To be diligent is such a blessing and will take you so far in learning, the gospel, in tasks, in family, and in all aspects of life. &amp;nbsp;It is something I admire already, as I am often not the most diligent... getting distracted by the littlest things! &amp;nbsp;Not even the biggest distraction of an entire party of people could take you away from eating. your. cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madgey, you are one special soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive loves you so much. &amp;nbsp;When you wake up from in the morning and from naps she wants to be the first one to see you and shouts at the top of her lungs in her very own baby voice, "MADGEY!!! awwwwwww!" and gives you hugs and kisses. &amp;nbsp;What a joy it's been to see the two of you together. &amp;nbsp;I hope you will always be close friends and serve each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet Madge Padge. &amp;nbsp;We love you so much and can't believe it's been a year. &amp;nbsp;It's gone so fast, and yet it's like we've always known each other. &amp;nbsp;You've always belonged in our family! &amp;nbsp;On this first birthday I hope you take with you your jolly spirit, your sass, and you diligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Now for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;FIESTA FIRST BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;we were so lucky to throw a party for Madge AND Leisel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;(Madgey's cousin.. only a month a part!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;they came out all the way from Nebraska so we HAD to get Leisel in on the party too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;But the fun didn't stop there. My parents came too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AND THEN&lt;/span&gt; Jordan's parents called wondering if they could visit us over Labor Day weekend?? WELL YES!! &amp;nbsp;That's when the party is! SO we had EVERYONE here. &amp;nbsp;Both sets of grandparents, cousins, and all. Here's the proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw-G2ZUNfLY/TmrnZQTIx_I/AAAAAAAAC5M/eDA_Z-IK_0E/s1600/IMG_5215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pw-G2ZUNfLY/TmrnZQTIx_I/AAAAAAAAC5M/eDA_Z-IK_0E/s640/IMG_5215.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnmbP5_I_F8/Tmrna2mzhhI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/GZJsIw7M-CM/s1600/IMG_5218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QnmbP5_I_F8/Tmrna2mzhhI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/GZJsIw7M-CM/s640/IMG_5218.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's true.. that's our back yard:) &amp;nbsp;For all of you suburbians reading.. it's not that big of a deal really, but we're just so excited to HAVE a back yard. &amp;nbsp;and throw parties in it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyAzA18NsPg/Tmrne4iMgaI/AAAAAAAAC5U/AURqPpy3ero/s1600/IMG_5219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyAzA18NsPg/Tmrne4iMgaI/AAAAAAAAC5U/AURqPpy3ero/s400/IMG_5219.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRoZTxjAT8s/TmrngsxmF2I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/lkGBNrN675Q/s1600/IMG_5220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRoZTxjAT8s/TmrngsxmF2I/AAAAAAAAC5Y/lkGBNrN675Q/s640/IMG_5220.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;See Grandma Jo and Grandpa Colby in the back? &amp;nbsp;I haven't gotten good pics from my dad yet so I don't have good pics of them!! &amp;nbsp;Ah! &amp;nbsp;But see them? They're there and they helped SOO MUCH!! THANKS GUYS! We LOVE you!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--dyUAGWNugA/TmrnlBXN3cI/AAAAAAAAC5g/2-EKSvRr4dI/s1600/IMG_5234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--dyUAGWNugA/TmrnlBXN3cI/AAAAAAAAC5g/2-EKSvRr4dI/s640/IMG_5234.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Birthday Girls&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfPgi9BnQEw/TmrnnFsQvPI/AAAAAAAAC5k/3DOUrGikVg8/s1600/IMG_5241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LfPgi9BnQEw/TmrnnFsQvPI/AAAAAAAAC5k/3DOUrGikVg8/s640/IMG_5241.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leisel makes the best faces in pics!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kePDgeklylA/Tmrnpc0tANI/AAAAAAAAC5o/7XyK2ADbu9A/s1600/IMG_5256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kePDgeklylA/Tmrnpc0tANI/AAAAAAAAC5o/7XyK2ADbu9A/s640/IMG_5256.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brekk made babies and moms our AWESOME head pieces!! Can she GET any more hip and cool??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANgUtw4ccFI/TmrnvXdgNQI/AAAAAAAAC5w/XS6Djy3nQAI/s1600/IMG_5261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANgUtw4ccFI/TmrnvXdgNQI/AAAAAAAAC5w/XS6Djy3nQAI/s640/IMG_5261.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kk3QwaRVtIs/TmrnxF1UbMI/AAAAAAAAC50/uMbT49wKlnw/s1600/IMG_5270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kk3QwaRVtIs/TmrnxF1UbMI/AAAAAAAAC50/uMbT49wKlnw/s640/IMG_5270.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really put this pic in because you can KIND OF tell that my hair is RED. &amp;nbsp;Can you tell??? &amp;nbsp;AH it's so hard to capture what it really looks like. &amp;nbsp;This is pretty close.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCULVfbPOhA/TmrnzHA3blI/AAAAAAAAC54/6b1PCAm9X_E/s1600/IMG_5278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCULVfbPOhA/TmrnzHA3blI/AAAAAAAAC54/6b1PCAm9X_E/s640/IMG_5278.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you SEEN these mini bell peppers at Costco? I mean REALLY?? I still can't get over them....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nD1LPL6JsU/Tmrn0uImIuI/AAAAAAAAC58/yBOTwcJgiY8/s1600/IMG_5282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nD1LPL6JsU/Tmrn0uImIuI/AAAAAAAAC58/yBOTwcJgiY8/s640/IMG_5282.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XTpF9UYr9s/Tmrn25YHcoI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nQpcff7-wfM/s1600/IMG_5286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XTpF9UYr9s/Tmrn25YHcoI/AAAAAAAAC6A/nQpcff7-wfM/s640/IMG_5286.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Fairy Godmother" Jen lovin' on the girls! &amp;nbsp;LOVE these pics&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_eKQx3toPY/Tmrn5Ayaa3I/AAAAAAAAC6E/FIHtKUA1l5M/s1600/IMG_5295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_eKQx3toPY/Tmrn5Ayaa3I/AAAAAAAAC6E/FIHtKUA1l5M/s640/IMG_5295.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leisel's face again! &amp;nbsp;Seriously??!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4Jz1KXWUZI/Tmrn76T3g1I/AAAAAAAAC6I/FVj4xNbe-oI/s1600/IMG_5297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4Jz1KXWUZI/Tmrn76T3g1I/AAAAAAAAC6I/FVj4xNbe-oI/s640/IMG_5297.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lovely long time friend Jess and her family now live in AZ! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;And my new friend, Chelsea! &amp;nbsp;Wife of a dental student we met at the midwestern BBQ! &amp;nbsp;Love her and her hubby, Ben!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tshj1E_Hq-c/Tmrn9lq_8BI/AAAAAAAAC6M/L5iNiiMFHb4/s1600/IMG_5311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tshj1E_Hq-c/Tmrn9lq_8BI/AAAAAAAAC6M/L5iNiiMFHb4/s640/IMG_5311.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;opening presents! &amp;nbsp;"baby" (Madge can say it) from Grandma Jo and the chair from Maama (my mom)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2kdVoVevvs/Tmrn_oHaziI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/OTN-CWa5Yj4/s1600/IMG_5324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q2kdVoVevvs/Tmrn_oHaziI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/OTN-CWa5Yj4/s640/IMG_5324.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OOOHHH it was a FUN FUN cousin weekend for those kids! &amp;nbsp;My mom got them ALL chairs. &amp;nbsp;Along with Jo getting them ALL presents.... it was a little like CHRISTMAS. &amp;nbsp;But we don't mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who made it out and celebrating our little girlies, Madge &amp;amp; Leisel! &amp;nbsp;It meant so much to us to have you all here. &amp;nbsp;That's the best part about a party! It gets us all together... even if we have to us a ONE YEAR OLD for an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-2654683192888969513?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2654683192888969513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=2654683192888969513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2654683192888969513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2654683192888969513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-1st-birthday-madge-demille.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Madge DeMille...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ViPKtzu8zr4/TmrkSaHTlpI/AAAAAAAAC5I/yMVz1Q3arIc/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8392319719302703989</id><published>2011-09-01T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:23:19.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro to my new life...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I get to do laundry in my own washer and dryer, the catch is that it's REALLY expensive to run it between noon and 7pm, especially with what it takes to run our AC in this heat. &amp;nbsp;So I have to do it in the morning and at night. &amp;nbsp;I don't like to be bossed around... but since they are MY OWN washer and dryer... I guess I'll do what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wake up do breakfast and morning stuff, put Madgey down for a nap and Olive and I head out for a swim in our own backyard! &amp;nbsp;Super amazing. &amp;nbsp;I mean really? &amp;nbsp;While I'm out there I vacuum the pool, clean out the leaves... you know... home owner stuff. &amp;nbsp;But we swim nearly everyday and it's been a great alternative to going to the park in this heat. &amp;nbsp;Get the kids nice and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have great landscaping. &amp;nbsp;We heard of these "no-scapes" in Arizona because it costs too much for a yard, but we loved this house because it was GREEN and had PALM TREES. &amp;nbsp;But holy moly! &amp;nbsp;We do NOT know how to take care of this stuff. &amp;nbsp;We got a mower and edger, and Jord is pro at the grass.... but what about the other stuff????? &amp;nbsp;It's getting all over grown. &amp;nbsp;so I called a guy. &amp;nbsp;They're going to take care of it tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;Makes me feel better for now. &amp;nbsp;But what about next time? &amp;nbsp;Do I always need "a guy"? &amp;nbsp;Too bad there's no money growing off those palm trees. &amp;nbsp;Guess what else? &amp;nbsp;There's a little mini palm tree I didn't even see because it's covered with weeds. &amp;nbsp;I thought it was a bush. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't have any friends. &amp;nbsp;It's a little hard coming from a place where everyone NEEDS each other. &amp;nbsp;There is almost desperation to become friends so that we have a network. &amp;nbsp;I know these people are nice, fun, have interesting things to say, I think the real lack it the NEED for others. &amp;nbsp;I know it'll take time. &amp;nbsp;I'm just not used to waiting for that. &amp;nbsp; I probably look like a desperate freak out there trying to mom it up at play group, asking MILLIONS of questions about their past, present and future goal and ambitions. &amp;nbsp;But it's just so hard to get to know someone, ya know? &amp;nbsp;I mean really know someone. &amp;nbsp;Like drop your kids off-come over at all hours of the night-wear PJs in front of-friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Speaking of friends.. the best miracle is that my best friend from high school lives out here. &amp;nbsp;Her glorious name is Jennifer. &amp;nbsp;She's about an hour away, but I've spent more time with her in the past three months than probably the past 3 years (maybe)! &amp;nbsp;I just LOVE YOU JEN and I can't believe the stars aligned and let us live in AZ together at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a calling. &amp;nbsp;The calling I've always wanted. I'm in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Young_Women_(organization)"&gt;YOUNG WOMENS!&lt;/a&gt;! (that's wikipedia so beware) &amp;nbsp;I'm really excited. &amp;nbsp;I'm the Beehive advisor and the girls are great. &amp;nbsp;Ah! I love the young women. &amp;nbsp;I just want to shake them and give them all the tools to make wise decisions. &amp;nbsp;But I also want to go to the dances and be one of them. I'm really a YW at heart! &amp;nbsp;I'm excited to have something to do and a way to get to know a smaller group of people. &amp;nbsp;What a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the husband has started school. &amp;nbsp;We went to a social and it was highly family friendly and awesome. &amp;nbsp;The campus... amazing. &amp;nbsp;he is soooo totally stoked. &amp;nbsp;3 days into it? &amp;nbsp;I feel like a single mom. &amp;nbsp;Once again. &amp;nbsp;I've been really praying to help me be one of those nice wives, to be more service minded to my husband, to do more than my share and not feel resentment. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting better at like NONE of those qualities. &amp;nbsp;But I really do have a desire. &amp;nbsp;Any of you out there have any tips? &amp;nbsp;Any wisdom on how to make me less resentful, more giving and forgiving, and find joy in this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about not just WAITING for our lives (after school) to start. &amp;nbsp;This is it! &amp;nbsp;We're living it. &amp;nbsp;And if I can choose, &amp;nbsp;I'd like to be happy while doing it. &amp;nbsp;And not just happy- in love, extremely satisfied, joyful, accomplished, spiritual, etc... is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing out from the AZer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &amp;nbsp;People keep complaining about the heat. &amp;nbsp;I mean it's REALLY hot. &amp;nbsp;But I think I've figured out that the reason for the excessive complaining is that they are completley spoiled by weather here. &amp;nbsp;All year long they've got &amp;nbsp;(now I've got!) perfect weather. &amp;nbsp;When some heat waves and haboobs come rolling through, everyone gets a little stingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6BNR_TEQFQ/TmBMA_uxd4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/y5UDz5IRZzk/s1600/0000haboob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6BNR_TEQFQ/TmBMA_uxd4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/y5UDz5IRZzk/s640/0000haboob.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it's kinda scary looking. &amp;nbsp;But it's just dust. &amp;nbsp;yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8392319719302703989?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8392319719302703989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8392319719302703989' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8392319719302703989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8392319719302703989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/intro-to-my-new-life.html' title='Intro to my new life...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F6BNR_TEQFQ/TmBMA_uxd4I/AAAAAAAAC5A/y5UDz5IRZzk/s72-c/0000haboob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1202691411259567370</id><published>2011-09-01T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T01:44:18.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it was too hard to post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or maybe I just forgot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before we left the big city I threw Jordan a graduation party/going away party. &amp;nbsp;Of course, we did it in Central Park and the best of the best attended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Man, as I look at these pictures I realize how blessed I am to have had so many wonderful friends the years I was in NYC. &amp;nbsp;You (and you know who you are) are some of the most influential and powerhouse people that changed me for the better. &amp;nbsp;Thank you for you quiet examples. &amp;nbsp;I noticed. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for your long talks on "important stuff". &amp;nbsp;I miss it. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for being my family. &amp;nbsp;I hope I was there for you like you were always there for us! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love and miss you all. &amp;nbsp;Keep on being forces for good that you are. &amp;nbsp;I'm trying to bring a little NYC flare to the west. &amp;nbsp; We're getting there. &amp;nbsp;I will break in:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoDNSWlwEZk/Tl8XnoD7D9I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/EIGRVkqCgzo/s1600/IMG_4178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoDNSWlwEZk/Tl8XnoD7D9I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/EIGRVkqCgzo/s320/IMG_4178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COyBpj8Sn0w/Tl8XpFyReOI/AAAAAAAAC3c/60RBexYTm_w/s1600/IMG_4181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZELcnLPJ55E/Tl8Xt_5qk1I/AAAAAAAAC3o/bN0XI7XFZAc/s1600/IMG_4192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZELcnLPJ55E/Tl8Xt_5qk1I/AAAAAAAAC3o/bN0XI7XFZAc/s320/IMG_4192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Astle Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKen-87grn4/Tl8Xx-jjFvI/AAAAAAAAC3w/mvtAyzAwyIw/s1600/IMG_4196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKen-87grn4/Tl8Xx-jjFvI/AAAAAAAAC3w/mvtAyzAwyIw/s320/IMG_4196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hardies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rq_Cvc6UM0/Tl8Xzox0yWI/AAAAAAAAC30/_hJiZzVtz2w/s1600/IMG_4208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rq_Cvc6UM0/Tl8Xzox0yWI/AAAAAAAAC30/_hJiZzVtz2w/s320/IMG_4208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raleigh. &amp;nbsp;Best month EVER!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgfnUzbB2Jo/Tl8X2CU0WEI/AAAAAAAAC34/7qWGYo4XXuQ/s1600/IMG_4224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YgfnUzbB2Jo/Tl8X2CU0WEI/AAAAAAAAC34/7qWGYo4XXuQ/s320/IMG_4224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pr3IS6diTsc/Tl8X30kFRxI/AAAAAAAAC38/_O1EbBDQHRY/s1600/IMG_4225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pr3IS6diTsc/Tl8X30kFRxI/AAAAAAAAC38/_O1EbBDQHRY/s320/IMG_4225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were meant for each other. &amp;nbsp;I'm just saying&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBOfsGQzhCI/Tl8X5iOY8oI/AAAAAAAAC4A/ZzBHBvkq4zI/s1600/IMG_4240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kBOfsGQzhCI/Tl8X5iOY8oI/AAAAAAAAC4A/ZzBHBvkq4zI/s320/IMG_4240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mike &amp;amp; Jonah Allen make the appearance for their crew. &amp;nbsp;Erin &amp;amp; Lucy- we LOVE YOU!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwBZD-ufQK8/Tl8X-vwkS8I/AAAAAAAAC4M/IZtCFhuEHF8/s1600/IMG_4273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwBZD-ufQK8/Tl8X-vwkS8I/AAAAAAAAC4M/IZtCFhuEHF8/s320/IMG_4273.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UQTfl7wSkRU/Tl8X7dL6ODI/AAAAAAAAC4E/iyS37cgfung/s1600/IMG_4247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UQTfl7wSkRU/Tl8X7dL6ODI/AAAAAAAAC4E/iyS37cgfung/s320/IMG_4247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My lovely long time friend, Lucky &amp;amp; his girlfriend, Eden. &amp;nbsp;Wow! I'm so blessed to have such wonderful &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; supportive friends!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp6nLJF8H1Y/Tl8X9FGLcjI/AAAAAAAAC4I/W1zVq7GKE0Y/s1600/IMG_4266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp6nLJF8H1Y/Tl8X9FGLcjI/AAAAAAAAC4I/W1zVq7GKE0Y/s320/IMG_4266.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Half the Horeys!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DO1lhd3N-g/Tl8YAYJPbqI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/WgVzzswld8I/s1600/IMG_4285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DO1lhd3N-g/Tl8YAYJPbqI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/WgVzzswld8I/s320/IMG_4285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forest &amp;amp; Abbie. &amp;nbsp;Mother &amp;amp; Father of "Eli &amp;amp; Audrie" (spoken as one flowing and SACRED word around our house)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk22GIsUxQg/Tl8YM1igYEI/AAAAAAAAC4o/J1PKFqSWY-A/s1600/IMG_4311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk22GIsUxQg/Tl8YM1igYEI/AAAAAAAAC4o/J1PKFqSWY-A/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lil' Audrie herself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sE_CV4JBjA8/Tl8YCa1qbcI/AAAAAAAAC4U/wiwIfU4xH6E/s1600/IMG_4289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sE_CV4JBjA8/Tl8YCa1qbcI/AAAAAAAAC4U/wiwIfU4xH6E/s320/IMG_4289.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Webbs- in town for a bit and graced us with their presence. &amp;nbsp;Good friends know how to make the Colbys happy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyzGb2j_j5Y/Tl8YEm4OAaI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/G7Eit2pBw2M/s1600/IMG_4292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyzGb2j_j5Y/Tl8YEm4OAaI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/G7Eit2pBw2M/s320/IMG_4292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;beginner... almost there... and really almost there.&lt;br /&gt;Dentists!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfII0-8z6KU/Tl8YGdLPt0I/AAAAAAAAC4c/oj5nrQUIINo/s1600/IMG_4300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfII0-8z6KU/Tl8YGdLPt0I/AAAAAAAAC4c/oj5nrQUIINo/s320/IMG_4300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lee Family bringing the fun, as usual. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SV1XwLNtM0U/Tl8YKx3p7VI/AAAAAAAAC4k/hXBvFgXfEcI/s1600/IMG_4310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SV1XwLNtM0U/Tl8YKx3p7VI/AAAAAAAAC4k/hXBvFgXfEcI/s320/IMG_4310.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deb so nice to come on her OWN birthday! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tuKfdosWmww/Tl8YONqbP3I/AAAAAAAAC4s/zGTgOrnmz9E/s1600/IMG_4325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tuKfdosWmww/Tl8YONqbP3I/AAAAAAAAC4s/zGTgOrnmz9E/s320/IMG_4325.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember Olive's haircut???? &amp;nbsp;Ah!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6DWG-TVOek/Tl8YP01JSZI/AAAAAAAAC4w/RnUMyzuX5YE/s1600/IMG_4330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W6DWG-TVOek/Tl8YP01JSZI/AAAAAAAAC4w/RnUMyzuX5YE/s320/IMG_4330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lovely Hallmark Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QlOlphyu_g/Tl8YRSCymzI/AAAAAAAAC40/NfNYHxb0Pwk/s1600/IMG_4337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3QlOlphyu_g/Tl8YRSCymzI/AAAAAAAAC40/NfNYHxb0Pwk/s320/IMG_4337.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dear friend, Hashi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr6f-bPnGFs/Tl8YUusH_4I/AAAAAAAAC44/Oo-7es-1M38/s1600/IMG_4338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr6f-bPnGFs/Tl8YUusH_4I/AAAAAAAAC44/Oo-7es-1M38/s320/IMG_4338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't look at this picture. It'll only make you cry..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPymVgwFReM/Tl8YW1kGThI/AAAAAAAAC48/BzS68VuGmYE/s1600/IMG_4343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KPymVgwFReM/Tl8YW1kGThI/AAAAAAAAC48/BzS68VuGmYE/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, no more sappy NYC stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reporting the news here.&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;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1202691411259567370?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1202691411259567370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1202691411259567370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1202691411259567370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1202691411259567370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/09/maybe-it-was-too-hard-to-post.html' title='maybe it was too hard to post...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoDNSWlwEZk/Tl8XnoD7D9I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/EIGRVkqCgzo/s72-c/IMG_4178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-8422903317107882582</id><published>2011-08-25T18:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T18:56:46.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's what you missed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Isn't that what they say in Glee? &amp;nbsp;I don't watch it... &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;(I KNOW I KNOW... but it's bad. &amp;nbsp;and I already have a bad show.... some of you out there know what it is, but I cannot disclose right here. &amp;nbsp;right now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;But I want this post to feel like the beginning of that show ok? &amp;nbsp;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Here's what you missed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqZF85MM2y8/TlbL-gVGFAI/AAAAAAAAC1o/IoDA5aMFyKc/s1600/IMG_2002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqZF85MM2y8/TlbL-gVGFAI/AAAAAAAAC1o/IoDA5aMFyKc/s400/IMG_2002.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I went to Nebraska and we went to the State Fair. I think I've decided that when we are RICH (that's right all you 'no one should aspire to be rich' people out there) I dream of having a home in the city and a FARM. New development. &amp;nbsp;I just love the animals and I think that whole farming thing is so good for the kids. &amp;nbsp;They can say, "Oh man I really want to come to that party where all the cool boys and booze are, but we go to our FARM every summer..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Madge and Leisel enjoying their favorite animal at the Fair... Mamma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1hzXYUaook/TlbMT5ngIQI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Tap6Ieo8vAA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-08-25+at+3.27.11+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1hzXYUaook/TlbMT5ngIQI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Tap6Ieo8vAA/s640/Screen+Shot+2011-08-25+at+3.27.11+PM.png" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Madge got a "poof" despite my terrible fears that it's a Utah/Arizona thing. &amp;nbsp;But seriously?? With that Mexi dress? &amp;nbsp;amazing, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;(if you see her in this outfit again at her Bday... don't hate me. &amp;nbsp;It's a fiesta!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N68ld8GrM-E/TlbMUrvRyfI/AAAAAAAAC1w/V92z-Mw-Pp4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-08-25+at+3.26.58+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N68ld8GrM-E/TlbMUrvRyfI/AAAAAAAAC1w/V92z-Mw-Pp4/s400/Screen+Shot+2011-08-25+at+3.26.58+PM.png" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Then we enjoyed some time at the coolest place ever, PIZZA MACHINE in NE. Best. place. ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;We went there to celebrate the reunion of Olive and Cohen because Co had been with his dad all week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hKRycYCEQc/TlbPjES3NrI/AAAAAAAAC10/N57zpRED8hA/s1600/IMG_1974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_hKRycYCEQc/TlbPjES3NrI/AAAAAAAAC10/N57zpRED8hA/s640/IMG_1974.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;See what I mean about reunion? &amp;nbsp;They're buds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hx00fewxGIg/TlbL5dg0wdI/AAAAAAAAC1U/aKJOgsZOJe0/s1600/IMG_2060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hx00fewxGIg/TlbL5dg0wdI/AAAAAAAAC1U/aKJOgsZOJe0/s400/IMG_2060.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;then I saw this chair at Anthropologie that ruined my life. &amp;nbsp;Do you see what it SAYS on that chair. &amp;nbsp;I'm in the middle of Nebraska for heaven sakes!! &amp;nbsp;I cannot escape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOcucGeoHi4/TlbL4H9zPKI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/stAuo60uZDQ/s1600/IMG_2061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOcucGeoHi4/TlbL4H9zPKI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/stAuo60uZDQ/s400/IMG_2061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;then I saw this at Anthro, too. &amp;nbsp;that made me happier. I think I'm going to do something like this in my dining room. &amp;nbsp;And I think my mom is going to do something like this in her foyer, and where should you do something like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esifXx0nCLo/TlbL24V1XtI/AAAAAAAAC1M/AJ7u2-nrVk8/s1600/IMG_2069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-esifXx0nCLo/TlbL24V1XtI/AAAAAAAAC1M/AJ7u2-nrVk8/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The I came home to this!! Thank Husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2R8HxQY2t_Q/TlbL6qxIn9I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/bb0ixAHEISw/s1600/IMG_2044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2R8HxQY2t_Q/TlbL6qxIn9I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/bb0ixAHEISw/s320/IMG_2044.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;then the Mr. started DENTAL SCHOOl!! it's really happening! He love it so far... of course it's only orientation week. &amp;nbsp;But look at all of these pics I took for him for inspiration on his dental school outfits. &amp;nbsp;Won't he look cute. &amp;nbsp;And isn't that the most important thing? &amp;nbsp;His outfits are going VERY well, if I do say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDMVT7JHV-U/TlbL83jajDI/AAAAAAAAC1g/CZxOv_YkU94/s1600/IMG_2046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kDMVT7JHV-U/TlbL83jajDI/AAAAAAAAC1g/CZxOv_YkU94/s320/IMG_2046.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pj3REVBX2zk/TlbL73tIacI/AAAAAAAAC1c/f4Sq2VA84fM/s1600/IMG_2045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pj3REVBX2zk/TlbL73tIacI/AAAAAAAAC1c/f4Sq2VA84fM/s320/IMG_2045.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLY70DHdX_Q/TlbL9vxRDEI/AAAAAAAAC1k/0k6se2bYmfg/s1600/IMG_2047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLY70DHdX_Q/TlbL9vxRDEI/AAAAAAAAC1k/0k6se2bYmfg/s320/IMG_2047.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;But most importantly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Madge WALKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7CuvpD_1mrw?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-8422903317107882582?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/8422903317107882582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=8422903317107882582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8422903317107882582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/8422903317107882582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/heres-what-you-missed.html' title='Here&apos;s what you missed...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqZF85MM2y8/TlbL-gVGFAI/AAAAAAAAC1o/IoDA5aMFyKc/s72-c/IMG_2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-4309153955916795599</id><published>2011-08-19T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:18:32.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad excuse to stay in touch ...</title><content type='html'>My blog needs a major makeover! The thing is, I got this template on a lucky whim and it happened to have tabs and all... I'm not that savvy to put tabs  on another one. This shall be my new Project. Amongst lots of other projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Nebraska. Here for moral support with my sisters divorce. But guess what else is in the Midwest?  Serious vintage... And I mean mid-century... Stuff!! Ahh where's my uhaul?? I want to have a store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madge walks. Yup. Serious walking. I'll post soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely. I feel disconnected and lost out here in the wild wild west. You're probably not even reading my blog! (it's ok, don't feel bad... Ive been totally boring lately!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did u notice the top of my blog still says 'a little NYC?' aaahhhhhh! Pain in my heart. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-4309153955916795599?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4309153955916795599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=4309153955916795599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4309153955916795599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4309153955916795599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/sad-excuse-to-stay-in-touch.html' title='A sad excuse to stay in touch ...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-2586685355441127023</id><published>2011-08-08T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:41:10.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Family Camping Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, we're off again. Jord has a break between his summer class and starting Dental school so we've gotta go pick up some money in UT &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish we could just "pick it up"... but unfortunatly that includes lots of hours of the Mr. working for my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;On the drive up to UT we decided to take a little camping trip at the grand canyon. &amp;nbsp;Of course we are coming from NYC so we have NO camping gear... but we did what we could. &amp;nbsp;We had one tent, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;got it years ago and hadn't been cracked open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and bought another for 12 bucks so at least we had a tent over our heads. &amp;nbsp;The girls LOVED it. &amp;nbsp;Madgey was like a dirt loving power baby high on the air up there. &amp;nbsp;She LOVED it. &amp;nbsp;Olive really just wanted to get to Maama's house, but who is she kidding... the girl LOVE the rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Loving this dirty camping life. &lt;i&gt;' wait...can I really just crawl in this dirt!?? THANKS GUYS!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exPld8iz4LE/TkALEvZ_aJI/AAAAAAAAC0I/R4OK0VdvIlw/s1600/IMG_4758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exPld8iz4LE/TkALEvZ_aJI/AAAAAAAAC0I/R4OK0VdvIlw/s320/IMG_4758.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Olive with her bug catcher searching for butterflies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5mMnfCu2sc/TkALMk4xgzI/AAAAAAAAC0M/DTDZ254YdAw/s1600/IMG_4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E5mMnfCu2sc/TkALMk4xgzI/AAAAAAAAC0M/DTDZ254YdAw/s320/IMG_4773.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girl's abode. &amp;nbsp;Big O kept asking if she could go to bed. &amp;nbsp;See how we roll.. pack'n play in the tent? Pretty clever if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7vMM_AI4ww/TkALVE9ktRI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/XYBj2XVO0u8/s1600/IMG_4788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7vMM_AI4ww/TkALVE9ktRI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/XYBj2XVO0u8/s400/IMG_4788.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Yes, I did eat a pile of dirt' ~M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTdDoxWJZkw/TkALcCcAp0I/AAAAAAAAC0U/BWFV6S6gHRA/s1600/IMG_4797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTdDoxWJZkw/TkALcCcAp0I/AAAAAAAAC0U/BWFV6S6gHRA/s640/IMG_4797.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They made it through the night... hardly. &amp;nbsp;It got REALLY cold. &amp;nbsp;We don't have sleeping bags so.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ciyMa7jBGM/TkALkiOp0qI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/5v9HCCZVxso/s1600/IMG_4824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ciyMa7jBGM/TkALkiOp0qI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/5v9HCCZVxso/s640/IMG_4824.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another great purpose for the ol' P&amp;amp;P. &amp;nbsp;When we had the fire going Madge got to chill in there. &amp;nbsp;She didn't like it as much as free rein over the dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIOV7TOsrJY/TkALrL9l9XI/AAAAAAAAC0c/1CkAhvrd1As/s1600/IMG_4827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DIOV7TOsrJY/TkALrL9l9XI/AAAAAAAAC0c/1CkAhvrd1As/s400/IMG_4827.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The GRAND CANYON&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;1st time for me. &amp;nbsp;Absolutely breath taking. &amp;nbsp;i don't expect you to understand. Even the post cards are boring. But really... it's AMAZING. &amp;nbsp;(We were at the North Rim, btw)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jord and his matching foreign friend. &amp;nbsp;ha! Cute hats guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRy4lzDAibE/TkAL3lYFydI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6n2014jJMwE/s1600/IMG_4845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PRy4lzDAibE/TkAL3lYFydI/AAAAAAAAC0k/6n2014jJMwE/s320/IMG_4845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't this a sweet pic... aside from the weird guy who was &lt;i&gt;'one with the canyon'&lt;/i&gt;... I swear he was about to jump. &amp;nbsp;you can't tell but he's dangerously close to the edge of CRAZINESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuywM_0lAq4/TkAL-VEF70I/AAAAAAAAC0o/0eT4EQUUZ-g/s1600/IMG_4855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuywM_0lAq4/TkAL-VEF70I/AAAAAAAAC0o/0eT4EQUUZ-g/s640/IMG_4855.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zu6xKb2BDs/TkAMEokwHaI/AAAAAAAAC0s/3q8qtRGEM-c/s1600/IMG_4877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1zu6xKb2BDs/TkAMEokwHaI/AAAAAAAAC0s/3q8qtRGEM-c/s400/IMG_4877.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Olive wins the Top Model challenge with best hiking pics. &amp;nbsp;Way to use your prop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qi5KTSBSICQ/TkAMSpgtg3I/AAAAAAAAC00/pip346gc6to/s1600/IMG_4886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qi5KTSBSICQ/TkAMSpgtg3I/AAAAAAAAC00/pip346gc6to/s400/IMG_4886.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5C-32gCQqU/TkAMXgUQN2I/AAAAAAAAC04/suTQSWjVA90/s1600/IMG_4887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5C-32gCQqU/TkAMXgUQN2I/AAAAAAAAC04/suTQSWjVA90/s400/IMG_4887.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01T_aun6pLE/TkAMdOdEiiI/AAAAAAAAC08/kjLI98OsGo4/s1600/IMG_4893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01T_aun6pLE/TkAMdOdEiiI/AAAAAAAAC08/kjLI98OsGo4/s320/IMG_4893.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwdC4VJXA_k/TkAMjtD4w5I/AAAAAAAAC1A/ZG46Lstz1n0/s1600/IMG_4903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwdC4VJXA_k/TkAMjtD4w5I/AAAAAAAAC1A/ZG46Lstz1n0/s320/IMG_4903.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np6Wn_oB9UI/TkAMqawMknI/AAAAAAAAC1E/dHnlJL0LHsw/s1600/IMG_4906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Np6Wn_oB9UI/TkAMqawMknI/AAAAAAAAC1E/dHnlJL0LHsw/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As we sat there having a picnic on the top of the world we couldn't help but think how absolutely CRAZY it was to be at the Grand Canyon together with TWO kids. &amp;nbsp;We used to talk about having FHE together when we were in high school and dream of playing house together. &amp;nbsp;I mean, what is more 'AMERICAN FAMILY' than camping at the Grand Canyon?? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dream come true. &amp;nbsp;literally. &amp;nbsp;But it's kind of like the Twilight Zone that this is really us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_eyhDxD3s/TkAMMPnSoAI/AAAAAAAAC0w/h-z1proehpE/s1600/IMG_4882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_eyhDxD3s/TkAMMPnSoAI/AAAAAAAAC0w/h-z1proehpE/s640/IMG_4882.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, wonder of the world, for such a great time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bT_eyhDxD3s/TkAMMPnSoAI/AAAAAAAAC0w/h-z1proehpE/s1600/IMG_4882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-2586685355441127023?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/2586685355441127023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=2586685355441127023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2586685355441127023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/2586685355441127023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-family-camping-trip.html' title='First Family Camping Trip...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exPld8iz4LE/TkALEvZ_aJI/AAAAAAAAC0I/R4OK0VdvIlw/s72-c/IMG_4758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-5860635382800074903</id><published>2011-08-02T15:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:37:09.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>suburbia: 1 point....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even though NYC has about a million points on suburbia (in my opinion... which is a little jaded at the moment) there is one great thing about the suburbs. &amp;nbsp;THRIFT STORES with great stuff. &amp;nbsp;Craigslist with items that are accessible because, hey, you can pick it up in your car. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thought I'd share a little sneak peak at my treasure I'm finding! &amp;nbsp;Is it embarressing to share the prices? &amp;nbsp;Its part of the fun don't you think? No? You think I'm tacky? &amp;nbsp;alright... well. &amp;nbsp;I don't care. &amp;nbsp;I'm tacky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blue chairs, leather is perfect! &amp;nbsp;Thrift store. &amp;nbsp;$12/each woo hoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;triangle side table. &amp;nbsp;Thrift store. $12&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn14oJG8tfY/TjhIAL2PJOI/AAAAAAAACzk/Se6OCAubqsw/s1600/IMG_4718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn14oJG8tfY/TjhIAL2PJOI/AAAAAAAACzk/Se6OCAubqsw/s640/IMG_4718.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Original Mid-Century Couch (and came with the 2 chair in the following pics) and coffee table (and 2 side tables not pictured). &amp;nbsp;original owners! &amp;nbsp;Craigslist. &amp;nbsp;$1000.00 for the set. &amp;nbsp;REALLY steep for me. &amp;nbsp;totally worth it right? Ok, my grandma bought them for us!! Thanks GRAM! &amp;nbsp;They're my favorite things ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3GKitdR7uQ/TjhIEVFDa1I/AAAAAAAACzo/sBz13sT2F4s/s1600/IMG_4720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3GKitdR7uQ/TjhIEVFDa1I/AAAAAAAACzo/sBz13sT2F4s/s640/IMG_4720.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20p6arcOAvE/TjhIHzAvF4I/AAAAAAAACzs/ZR2uPHJ9Is4/s1600/IMG_4722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20p6arcOAvE/TjhIHzAvF4I/AAAAAAAACzs/ZR2uPHJ9Is4/s640/IMG_4722.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yellow filing cabinet. thrift store. $10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9M-FDDu2ew/TjhIL_mC9XI/AAAAAAAACzw/qdgfIR99ay8/s1600/IMG_4723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9M-FDDu2ew/TjhIL_mC9XI/AAAAAAAACzw/qdgfIR99ay8/s640/IMG_4723.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"the original bobble heads" craigslist mid-century dealer. &amp;nbsp;$10. &amp;nbsp;LOVE these little guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTgftKgfJYE/TjhIOzdfdeI/AAAAAAAACz0/9elMf-ILtvY/s1600/IMG_4724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTgftKgfJYE/TjhIOzdfdeI/AAAAAAAACz0/9elMf-ILtvY/s640/IMG_4724.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My two chairs that came with the couch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xIzwev8ajs/TjhIS8m5RGI/AAAAAAAACz4/58gLH0pHBYU/s1600/IMG_4735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5xIzwev8ajs/TjhIS8m5RGI/AAAAAAAACz4/58gLH0pHBYU/s640/IMG_4735.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little Orange folding chair. craigslist. $10. &amp;nbsp;I'm IN LOVE with it. &amp;nbsp;aren't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNj3mAGe7Hg/TjhIW1JBy7I/AAAAAAAACz8/kLGaklJhwNI/s1600/IMG_4737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNj3mAGe7Hg/TjhIW1JBy7I/AAAAAAAACz8/kLGaklJhwNI/s640/IMG_4737.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok this was from a vintage shop in my parent's town, but it's pretty much my favorite thing ever. &amp;nbsp;Probably used to be a work station, right? &amp;nbsp;I got a piece of glass for the top and it's my kitchen island!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Store is called Urban Renewal $240 (STEEP... but LOOOVE doesn't have a price tag)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvLyWcSmuws/TjhIZq7KH9I/AAAAAAAAC0A/IUA4CmdwbDk/s1600/IMG_4744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvLyWcSmuws/TjhIZq7KH9I/AAAAAAAAC0A/IUA4CmdwbDk/s640/IMG_4744.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Price of my Martha Stewart Lilies in costume engineered colors.... FREE &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;{give away from the Martha Stewart Show my last few weeks in NYC, transported all the way to AZ}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Price of the view from my kitchen window.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priceless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-5860635382800074903?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/5860635382800074903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=5860635382800074903' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5860635382800074903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/5860635382800074903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/08/suburbia-1-point.html' title='suburbia: 1 point....'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wn14oJG8tfY/TjhIAL2PJOI/AAAAAAAACzk/Se6OCAubqsw/s72-c/IMG_4718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-896618232927545399</id><published>2011-08-02T14:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:55:47.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty is Nifty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;My dad just turned 50 and since we are now within driving distance &lt;i&gt;(to my driving-hatred-dismay)&lt;/i&gt; we got to go! &amp;nbsp;My mom threw him a surprise party in the theme of the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;YEAR 1961&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-the year he was born. &amp;nbsp;clever clever. &amp;nbsp;My sis and mom put together a killer party equipped with craftiness one would be jealous of. &amp;nbsp;We all dressed the part, and, as my mom would say, "it was a success!" &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~see Lake Powell video to get that reference... oh you can't find it you say? that's right. &amp;nbsp;I never posted it because of the post-baby Erin in a swim suit. &amp;nbsp;your welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qosEe8Lp9Q/TjhCoSaiBVI/AAAAAAAACzM/MPWkkHLTNEI/s1600/IMG_4598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qosEe8Lp9Q/TjhCoSaiBVI/AAAAAAAACzM/MPWkkHLTNEI/s640/IMG_4598.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;see the craftiness? &amp;nbsp;super cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-780nHLnf2cE/TjhCqHps6YI/AAAAAAAACzQ/-sH8RkAlsi4/s1600/IMG_4601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-780nHLnf2cE/TjhCqHps6YI/AAAAAAAACzQ/-sH8RkAlsi4/s640/IMG_4601.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ABguS5sd2Y/TjhCrxU6woI/AAAAAAAACzU/nsu3_CpaBpk/s1600/IMG_4640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--ABguS5sd2Y/TjhCrxU6woI/AAAAAAAACzU/nsu3_CpaBpk/s640/IMG_4640.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;everything had labels with 60's factoids. &amp;nbsp;Like TANG- it's from the 60s. &amp;nbsp;cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqCBVeJG638/TjhCuNopXdI/AAAAAAAACzY/oIrubSfElx4/s1600/IMG_4644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqCBVeJG638/TjhCuNopXdI/AAAAAAAACzY/oIrubSfElx4/s640/IMG_4644.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was the "candy bar"... FULLY (and I mean FULLY) stocked with candy from the time! Yummy. &amp;nbsp;We went through is surprisingly fast. &amp;nbsp;Ok, not that surprisingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2S7MD4uQXO4/TjhCwAOfydI/AAAAAAAACzc/J73Ve0hLHv4/s1600/IMG_4654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2S7MD4uQXO4/TjhCwAOfydI/AAAAAAAACzc/J73Ve0hLHv4/s640/IMG_4654.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;These were recipes from the 60's. &amp;nbsp;Let me lay it out for you: &amp;nbsp;hot dot, stuffed with cheese, wrapped in bacon. &amp;nbsp;I'm just sayin'. &amp;nbsp;Kababs- pineapple, sweet potato and ham. &amp;nbsp;yes. &amp;nbsp;They were very smart in the 60s. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khcw9wK-8Po/TjhBj3j1w6I/AAAAAAAACy8/M-UoXEqsD3M/s1600/IMG_4616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khcw9wK-8Po/TjhBj3j1w6I/AAAAAAAACy8/M-UoXEqsD3M/s640/IMG_4616.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Madgey rocking the Jackie-O look. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r28RDW1UZpE/TjhBk5DLcvI/AAAAAAAACzA/x6MCAQszvgo/s1600/IMG_4627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r28RDW1UZpE/TjhBk5DLcvI/AAAAAAAACzA/x6MCAQszvgo/s400/IMG_4627.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's friend John had a killer suit!! VERY Elton John. Dad's awesome wig and T-shirt "est. 1961" courtesy of my mom's awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sister looked like a rockin' bombshell! &amp;nbsp;She was the "drunk neighbor who stole all the husbands" look:) &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;She looked amazing! &amp;nbsp;Baby Leisel doesn't hinder the cuteness either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3I-jm4p1Qu0/Tizr1GTQ5YI/AAAAAAAACxs/QvyQtosPpyU/s1600/IMG_4578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3I-jm4p1Qu0/Tizr1GTQ5YI/AAAAAAAACxs/QvyQtosPpyU/s400/IMG_4578.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hauJQj9w6CI/TjhBnyAMetI/AAAAAAAACzI/NUXsLPwshC0/s1600/IMG_4685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hauJQj9w6CI/TjhBnyAMetI/AAAAAAAACzI/NUXsLPwshC0/s640/IMG_4685.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cutie cousins learning how to stand and party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvqGJsNJWM4/Tjhx1uJOrFI/AAAAAAAAC0E/ri-NXEvMvAY/s1600/IMG_4588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DvqGJsNJWM4/Tjhx1uJOrFI/AAAAAAAAC0E/ri-NXEvMvAY/s320/IMG_4588.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My lil' sis... posin' as my lil' Bro all hopped up on whatever they were hopped up on at woodstock. &amp;nbsp;She and her friend Brooke made a 'surprise' of themselves as they drove down from school to be there for the party. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad they did or I would have whooped them good! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hauJQj9w6CI/TjhBnyAMetI/AAAAAAAACzI/NUXsLPwshC0/s1600/IMG_4685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9nB4KDtS2M/Tizrg_B4a4I/AAAAAAAACxk/5hZpP4mqTsw/s1600/IMG_4565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9nB4KDtS2M/Tizrg_B4a4I/AAAAAAAACxk/5hZpP4mqTsw/s640/IMG_4565.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Mr. sporting the 60's Backyard BBQ look. &amp;nbsp;Um.... can we say delish! &amp;nbsp;For real. &amp;nbsp;I've been begging him to wear this outfit for real. &amp;nbsp;I got him to keep the hat at least!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8M_3SHL5_Y/TizrtHtE4tI/AAAAAAAACxo/oxJPf5eal2I/s1600/IMG_4576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r8M_3SHL5_Y/TizrtHtE4tI/AAAAAAAACxo/oxJPf5eal2I/s640/IMG_4576.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3I-jm4p1Qu0/Tizr1GTQ5YI/AAAAAAAACxs/QvyQtosPpyU/s1600/IMG_4578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SURPRISE!!!! &amp;nbsp;he was surprised (I'm pretty sure) and Olive was excited, excited, excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ium4AjUEdY0/TizsBIrhaOI/AAAAAAAACxw/MVnNr_S5YRM/s1600/IMG_4586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ium4AjUEdY0/TizsBIrhaOI/AAAAAAAACxw/MVnNr_S5YRM/s640/IMG_4586.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maama rocking the 60's high fashion, while Olive was a little Woodstock flower child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KG7MZjcitOA/TizsPPJ52gI/AAAAAAAACx0/HLUAxxTKLjY/s1600/IMG_4594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KG7MZjcitOA/TizsPPJ52gI/AAAAAAAACx0/HLUAxxTKLjY/s640/IMG_4594.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYcf3aZHQfE/TjhBmSoiMtI/AAAAAAAACzE/zVBQ1IeF0FI/s1600/IMG_4677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYcf3aZHQfE/TjhBmSoiMtI/AAAAAAAACzE/zVBQ1IeF0FI/s640/IMG_4677.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U21TwnpYhhs/TizrW1IzAKI/AAAAAAAACxg/xU3z71OVg-4/s1600/IMG_4559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U21TwnpYhhs/TizrW1IzAKI/AAAAAAAACxg/xU3z71OVg-4/s640/IMG_4559.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;We love you and can't believe you're really 50! 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PROVO. &amp;nbsp;They'd get up in testimony meeting and bear their testimonies of how being in New York made them realize just how grateful and blessed they were to be living in a place where there is no trash on the ground, no homeless people, cushy cars and family near by......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;..... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ...... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; .... wow. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of us New York LOVERS kinda didn't like those people. &amp;nbsp;Judgmental? &amp;nbsp;yes. &amp;nbsp;But they were missing it! &amp;nbsp;right? &amp;nbsp;I mean here they were in the greatest city on earth and they, frankly, couldn't see past the trash on the street. &amp;nbsp;There was one boy in particular who would NOT take of his BYU sweat shirt. &amp;nbsp;It's cool. &amp;nbsp;I know you have BYU pride, and BYU is great... but really? &amp;nbsp;Try out some H&amp;amp;M maybe? &amp;nbsp;If that seems to scary, maybe just switch to a Strand Bookstore T-shirt? &amp;nbsp;He'd always talk about how ugly the people were, how dirty everything was, how hard it was, how expensive it was.... WELL, I refuse to ever speak badly of my beloved city. &amp;nbsp;I suppose I cannot deny the truth of some of those things, but only deeeeeeep in my head will I admit there is trash on the ground. &amp;nbsp;My &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;NYC-colored-time-square-at-New Years-glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; just wouldn't allow me to see the city like that. &amp;nbsp;I ALWAYS defended this city. &amp;nbsp;ALWAYS. &amp;nbsp;And If you are going to dwell on the bad, well then, you don't deserve to be here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, now I'm gone. &amp;nbsp;So here's the song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;"You'll never see me again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;so now who's gonna cry for you?..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you know what I mean? &amp;nbsp;Can you get your head around it? &amp;nbsp;Who is going to cry for and defend the city if I am not there? You? &amp;nbsp;I'm just not so sure you have what it takes? &amp;nbsp;Are you hard core enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Breaking up. &amp;nbsp;It's hard. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So.... all that was just a 'little' intro for my NYC farewell. &amp;nbsp;It's official. &amp;nbsp;And I need to come to terms. &amp;nbsp;I need to move on. &amp;nbsp;It's not you. &amp;nbsp;It's me. &amp;nbsp;You'll always have a special place in my heart. &amp;nbsp;It's just not meant to be. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(secret wink.....and a little whisper "call me!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A month before we left I was doing my usual run on Riverside. &amp;nbsp;It was raining on me. &amp;nbsp;Others, like ones who won't take off their BYU sweatshirts, might think, &lt;i&gt;EW.. running in the rain and a grey day? &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes. And I was REALLY into it! &amp;nbsp;I pulled out my voice memos app on my phone and started talking to myself making a list of what NYC has taught me. &amp;nbsp;Here it is folks. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NYC, You have taught me:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~to be still and find peace. &amp;nbsp;Peace and quiet doesn't necessarily mean it'll be "quiet" or that you'll be "alone". &amp;nbsp;You're never alone here. &amp;nbsp;But you can find peace anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ You taught me to be motivated to get out and do things. &amp;nbsp;There are endless things to do here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~ You've given me a legitimate excuse to do NOTHING AT ALL. &amp;nbsp;After all, it's just so HARD to go grocery shopping right? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~You've taught me to love people from all walks of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~You taught me to be independent, to be an adult, to be a wife, and to be a mother. &amp;nbsp;This is where it all began for me, moving here when I was 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~You've taught me to be creative with what I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~You've taught me that rickety wood floors and old pre-war picture molding is much more desirable than the perfectly carpeted and white walled cookie cutters. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(I have now one of those..ha ha)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~Imperfections and history is interesting and exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;~You've taught me that I'm cooler than everyone else &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(don't stop reading now... I'm confessing something terrible. &amp;nbsp;But any New Yorker if poked and prodded would probably admit this too! &amp;nbsp;Sorry, cat's out of the bag. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't make it right. I know.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not because of anything in particular, but simply because I live in the best city in the world. &amp;nbsp;It makes me cooler than you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~At the same time, you've taught me to be HUMBLE. &amp;nbsp;I've seen faces of thousands of people every day that remind me that everyone is equal, a child of God. We are all struggling, loving, trying and learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~When you cry on the subway, in front of everyone, they won't say anything. &amp;nbsp;They'll pretend they don't see you. &amp;nbsp;But they will all glance. &amp;nbsp;Then they'll think about you the whole way home. &amp;nbsp;They feel for you. &amp;nbsp;It connects us. &amp;nbsp;It's the most beautiful experience I've ever had. &amp;nbsp;Twice. &amp;nbsp;And for those 'strangers' out there who have shed a tear on the subway car I was on... I noticed, you stayed with me all the way home, I felt for you, and I love you. &amp;nbsp;See! &amp;nbsp;Connected. &amp;nbsp;told you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me to be a better member of the church. &amp;nbsp;You can get lost in this city unless you put in a whole lot of effort. &amp;nbsp;The kind of effort that takes stairs, walking, and bad parts of town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me to serve others without even thinking about it. &amp;nbsp;There's a little bit of desperation that brings us all together and it ignites the fire of service naturally. &amp;nbsp;I think that's how it should be. &amp;nbsp;No service projects. &amp;nbsp;Just a life of serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~ You have taught me the power of women. &amp;nbsp;"Mommy" groups are not silly. &amp;nbsp;They don't only benefit the kids. &amp;nbsp;Women, when together, are a FORCE for good! &amp;nbsp;Ladies, you've changed my life. &amp;nbsp;I can't say more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me to see the beauty in everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~I'll say that you've also taught me to be selfish. &amp;nbsp;You've taught me to not say hello to passer-byers, to be snippy to the lady at Gap because I'm sure she's going to be rude before she even says a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~I'm selfish the fact that I don't want to leave. &amp;nbsp;There are so many opportunities, so many thing that can keep you here regardless of where you are SUPPOSED to be. &amp;nbsp;You just feel more important if you are in NYC. &amp;nbsp;It is addicting. &amp;nbsp;And bad. &amp;nbsp;Not that I'm admitting anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~ Black cabs are cheaper than yellow cabs except for to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~The subway is always faster. &amp;nbsp;I know you think the cab, or walking, or bus might be quicker.. but it never is. &amp;nbsp;Just wait for the subway. &amp;nbsp;It's coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me to be patient! &amp;nbsp;I've waited for my missionary, waited for kids to come, waited for my husband to get home from work/school, waited for packages that never come, waited in line, and yes, waited for the subway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me LOYALTY. &amp;nbsp;I'll defend NYC at all costs and you might loose a friend if you trash talk it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me a thing or two, first hand, about politics. &amp;nbsp;About how the wrong kind of power is really dangerous. &amp;nbsp;Power over the poor, power over the people, power over housing, power over health care. &amp;nbsp;I've seen this kind of power hinder people and take away freedoms. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I've seen it with my &lt;b&gt;own eyes&lt;/b&gt; and you cannot try to convince me differently. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You've taught me how to properly order food. &amp;nbsp;DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT order a burger from a Chinese place, pasta from a diner, or a pizza from latins. &amp;nbsp;Just don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~Fences around playgrounds are brilliant! &amp;nbsp;Are you listening suburbs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~ You've taught me that Olympic sized pools are amazing. &amp;nbsp;I'll never be able to swim in a half-size again. &amp;nbsp;also, it's 3 bucks and there are lots of old guys who swim in speedos at 6am. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~You taught me about being a natural hippie- natural birthing, natural food. &amp;nbsp;it's true. &amp;nbsp;I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;~I've learned you can talk out loud to yourself while running down the street. &amp;nbsp;No one cares I'm making this list on my voice recording. &amp;nbsp;If they DO wonder... they're not looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well that's the list I made while running my route. &amp;nbsp;I miss it. &amp;nbsp;I miss you NYC. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's some good moments to remember:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jAaZ_vp5AY/TicHbezg4tI/AAAAAAAACxc/1w6jO2DMr8E/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jAaZ_vp5AY/TicHbezg4tI/AAAAAAAACxc/1w6jO2DMr8E/s320/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;convincing that man of mine to move to the Big Apple with me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6Re0HeoIA/Tib8VGsAvoI/AAAAAAAACxI/xYOJ9yxkzfA/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zT6Re0HeoIA/Tib8VGsAvoI/AAAAAAAACxI/xYOJ9yxkzfA/s400/IMG_0173.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First baby! &amp;nbsp;The little ghetto park right by our little blue house.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWCPr1oL0bU/Tib8POZmGsI/AAAAAAAACxA/cdG35-JW5rk/s1600/DSC01470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWCPr1oL0bU/Tib8POZmGsI/AAAAAAAACxA/cdG35-JW5rk/s400/DSC01470.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little Red Light House. &amp;nbsp;Neighborhood charm under the George Washington Bridge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EP36QibJgc0/Tib8xXqVH5I/AAAAAAAACxM/MzD8kWXsMjY/s1600/IMG_2024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EP36QibJgc0/Tib8xXqVH5I/AAAAAAAACxM/MzD8kWXsMjY/s400/IMG_2024.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding the subway and giving the family a GREAT destination to visit.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGQ_jOPFx2o/Tib9S-8GRsI/AAAAAAAACxQ/CZUj6g6GA8I/s1600/IMG_2061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGQ_jOPFx2o/Tib9S-8GRsI/AAAAAAAACxQ/CZUj6g6GA8I/s400/IMG_2061.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seasons!! &amp;nbsp;I'll miss Central Park through all the seasons.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-FqKftk8oY/Tib78RRgfFI/AAAAAAAACw8/qCY0yX8sPLo/s1600/colby_06.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-FqKftk8oY/Tib78RRgfFI/AAAAAAAACw8/qCY0yX8sPLo/s400/colby_06.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby #2! &amp;nbsp;Poor thing hardly had a chance to get to know this place&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0AUGLOGX4E/Tib9wJ5qOfI/AAAAAAAACxY/Ed3zP3E5r5o/s1600/IMG_4450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0AUGLOGX4E/Tib9wJ5qOfI/AAAAAAAACxY/Ed3zP3E5r5o/s400/IMG_4450.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhattan Temple. &amp;nbsp;I'll never forget seeing the Angel Moroni get put on top the first week I moved there in the fall 2004. &amp;nbsp;It was a safe haven for us. &amp;nbsp;It lifted our spirits. &amp;nbsp;It also made us move to AZ. &amp;nbsp;Geesh! &amp;nbsp;It has all the answers, you just cannot deny it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gmp8mTXGmAg/Tib7zDMnXHI/AAAAAAAACw4/rQZyvLj27MA/s1600/colby_01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gmp8mTXGmAg/Tib7zDMnXHI/AAAAAAAACw4/rQZyvLj27MA/s400/colby_01.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We learned how to be a family here. &lt;br /&gt;Picture taken just outside of Fort Tryon Park, just above the A train at 191st.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAoWbpa9cOQ/Tib8Qu4E78I/AAAAAAAACxE/nMfRc3I689w/s1600/get-attachment-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAoWbpa9cOQ/Tib8Qu4E78I/AAAAAAAACxE/nMfRc3I689w/s400/get-attachment-1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my view from running across the GW bridge. &amp;nbsp;A lot of inspiration happened here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never see me again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now who's going to cry for you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still crying for you.... just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYC History:&lt;br /&gt;Erin September 2004- June 2011&lt;br /&gt;Jordan December 2006-2011&lt;br /&gt;Olive Born May 2008 NYC&lt;br /&gt;Madge brought to NYC only 9 days after birth, September 2010&lt;br /&gt;Pancake- born in Denver, brought to NYC summer 2007&lt;br /&gt;Lobstah- born in Boston, brought to NYC summer 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;As I'm sure you've noticed, I just cannot blog! &amp;nbsp;I've lost EVERYTHING on my computer so I don't have any pictures, and very little access. &amp;nbsp;Then I lost my charger for my camera so I can't take new pictures. Then I moved to the suburbs...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just kidding, that doesn't go in the bad news pile does it? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;no. &amp;nbsp;It's ok people. I am surviving. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still in the 'get nauseated ever time I read NYC blogs' phase, but it's cool. &amp;nbsp;At least we have the McDonalds play place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just kidding again. &amp;nbsp;Now I swear I'm going to start being more positive starting... NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because the truth is, we are INSANELY blessed and we've been having a wicked good time. I just don't want to admit it. &amp;nbsp;At least not to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we went to Zion's National Park when we were with the fam in St. George. That's what you do out here, ya know? Go hiking! &amp;nbsp;It was Beautiful- capital B on that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some pics we had to steal from my dad for the evidence. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0i_WKSNItvI/TiNbx2FwvdI/AAAAAAAACwU/nil4XHNUzO0/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0i_WKSNItvI/TiNbx2FwvdI/AAAAAAAACwU/nil4XHNUzO0/s400/securedownload-1.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9kyErdRDas/TiNby00IOoI/AAAAAAAACwY/HkRiGljQXao/s1600/securedownload-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9kyErdRDas/TiNby00IOoI/AAAAAAAACwY/HkRiGljQXao/s400/securedownload-3.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ23UaC0qXk/TiNbz-XDDgI/AAAAAAAACwc/PoFEDZ0G9XE/s1600/securedownload-5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ23UaC0qXk/TiNbz-XDDgI/AAAAAAAACwc/PoFEDZ0G9XE/s400/securedownload-5.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;is this not the best hair pic ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBVUKwM45TQ/TiNb0wmifLI/AAAAAAAACwg/g-MEXdoH1CY/s1600/securedownload-9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBVUKwM45TQ/TiNb0wmifLI/AAAAAAAACwg/g-MEXdoH1CY/s400/securedownload-9.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCe3vkoFjrs/TiNb2KxxONI/AAAAAAAACwk/vYiUVT7iQ64/s1600/securedownload-19.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCe3vkoFjrs/TiNb2KxxONI/AAAAAAAACwk/vYiUVT7iQ64/s400/securedownload-19.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;little prissy foot.... love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMRc_Cn1kGM/TiNcEsUr5PI/AAAAAAAACwo/uBO1ODVA6R0/s1600/securedownload-29.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMRc_Cn1kGM/TiNcEsUr5PI/AAAAAAAACwo/uBO1ODVA6R0/s400/securedownload-29.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See! &amp;nbsp;We ARE still alive! &amp;nbsp;And look my hair is RED...wait you can't tell!? &amp;nbsp;I KNOW. &amp;nbsp;I can't get a good picture for you because of the camera/computer situation. &amp;nbsp;I will, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By ya'll....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to start saying 'ya'll' now, even though they don't say that in Arizona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-7632841453204132320?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/7632841453204132320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=7632841453204132320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7632841453204132320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/7632841453204132320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/come-to-zion-come-to-zion.html' title='Come to Zion, Come to Zion'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0i_WKSNItvI/TiNbx2FwvdI/AAAAAAAACwU/nil4XHNUzO0/s72-c/securedownload-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-1266043649334784490</id><published>2011-07-06T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:11:33.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-1266043649334784490?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/1266043649334784490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=1266043649334784490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1266043649334784490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/1266043649334784490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-4897954760520072511</id><published>2011-06-07T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T13:28:39.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well... I don't want to talk about IT right now.... &amp;nbsp;(if you don't know what "IT" is... I'm sorry, I'm sure you'll figure it out soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I WILL talk about is how amazing the Mr. is and how proud I am of him. &amp;nbsp;This last week he graduated with a B.A. in Spanish/English Translation with a minor in Chemistry. &amp;nbsp;WHAH!! &amp;nbsp;He's worked REALLY hard these past 5 years. &amp;nbsp;I've been a bad wife, I'll admit, more often then not. &amp;nbsp;I've begged him not to study for those important tests, insisting he is brilliantly smart and doesn't need it, so that he can hang out with me. &amp;nbsp;Or I'm completely unsympathetic when he has early morning seminary to teach and class all day but I keep him up all night so we can watch 100 episodes of LOST!! &amp;nbsp;Not very nice of me. &amp;nbsp;Then there are the times I act bothered that I always have to do all the laundry and that it's his turn, like he has nothing better to do. &amp;nbsp;The truth is, sweetheart, you've worked really hard! &amp;nbsp;You've been an amazing husband, an amazing father, and an amazing student. &amp;nbsp;You've supported us by studying for &amp;nbsp;your future profession, and you've had no breaks over the summer so that your wife could live in her favorite city in the world. &amp;nbsp;How do you do it? &amp;nbsp;And on top of that you look like a hottie out of a magazine! &amp;nbsp;Ok... just want you, Mr., and all of you out there, that my hubby is amazing and I'm lucky to have someone of his caliber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so blessed to have Jordan's mom and dad come out for a few days to celebrate his graduation. &amp;nbsp;They put him through his undergrad and we COULDN'T have done it with out them. &amp;nbsp;When we tell people we are debt free after undergrad they "fall on the floor" (as the Mr. would say with verve). &amp;nbsp;Thank you guys for supporting and loving us! It was so fun to see you and are so appreciative of all your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa5ZrR8-Bw/Tevb4VBoZxI/AAAAAAAACvI/LmXJku8AkuE/s1600/IMG_4344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa5ZrR8-Bw/Tevb4VBoZxI/AAAAAAAACvI/LmXJku8AkuE/s400/IMG_4344.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Jo and Madgey little... Madgey loves her Grandma Jo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJo4KzJtOYc/TevcCAHo-PI/AAAAAAAACvM/_QjkZwriRd0/s1600/IMG_4349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJo4KzJtOYc/TevcCAHo-PI/AAAAAAAACvM/_QjkZwriRd0/s400/IMG_4349.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Colby with the gimpy arm. They came all the way from CO only &amp;nbsp;a few days after major surgery on his arm! &amp;nbsp;All to be with Jordan on his Graduation!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Vb1nhNhN7Y/TevcXOn9rjI/AAAAAAAACvQ/80x9iSLkAOw/s1600/IMG_4366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0Vb1nhNhN7Y/TevcXOn9rjI/AAAAAAAACvQ/80x9iSLkAOw/s640/IMG_4366.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The proud and handsome Grad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lE9TTQF8A_Q/TevcsLXe2JI/AAAAAAAACvU/w02sc2Sl3As/s1600/IMG_4368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lE9TTQF8A_Q/TevcsLXe2JI/AAAAAAAACvU/w02sc2Sl3As/s400/IMG_4368.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYk0Lia_cqo/TevdC0wEXBI/AAAAAAAACvY/9FTIWJinCxA/s1600/IMG_4386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYk0Lia_cqo/TevdC0wEXBI/AAAAAAAACvY/9FTIWJinCxA/s400/IMG_4386.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Graduation was held at the Jacob Javits Center June 2nd 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkpi0Ug9cjI/TevdZ1o3YsI/AAAAAAAACvc/Lu0TIK_V9_k/s1600/IMG_4410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkpi0Ug9cjI/TevdZ1o3YsI/AAAAAAAACvc/Lu0TIK_V9_k/s400/IMG_4410.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMvzGbrnSu0/TevdkvRoHmI/AAAAAAAACvg/bY0mLtm1kyE/s1600/IMG_4415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eMvzGbrnSu0/TevdkvRoHmI/AAAAAAAACvg/bY0mLtm1kyE/s640/IMG_4415.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhbOcUw-Jrw/Tevdxqmg9QI/AAAAAAAACvk/h1pgYlni-MQ/s1600/IMG_4419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhbOcUw-Jrw/Tevdxqmg9QI/AAAAAAAACvk/h1pgYlni-MQ/s640/IMG_4419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGN3fKnbPcc/Tevd8tVik-I/AAAAAAAACvo/Hj_WJkoWAT0/s1600/IMG_4433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGN3fKnbPcc/Tevd8tVik-I/AAAAAAAACvo/Hj_WJkoWAT0/s400/IMG_4433.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mQM-Ohh8Z4/TeveIX0qYTI/AAAAAAAACvs/fEN0fC7uAc4/s1600/IMG_4445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mQM-Ohh8Z4/TeveIX0qYTI/AAAAAAAACvs/fEN0fC7uAc4/s640/IMG_4445.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;after graduation we took a last stroll to our favorite part of town... Lincoln Center that houses the Temple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRowV_1El8/TeveRxFjIII/AAAAAAAACvw/QdDVx5pROOA/s1600/IMG_4447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbRowV_1El8/TeveRxFjIII/AAAAAAAACvw/QdDVx5pROOA/s320/IMG_4447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;not only was the temple there, but it's where Jord caught the bus EVERYDAY to go across the park to school. &amp;nbsp;Everyday he got to spend time with that Manhattan Temple! &amp;nbsp;Love it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdoPmrR5L1w/Tevec05ZRPI/AAAAAAAACv0/6p9MNbNBKI0/s1600/IMG_4458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdoPmrR5L1w/Tevec05ZRPI/AAAAAAAACv0/6p9MNbNBKI0/s400/IMG_4458.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJjw5qyCXlw/TevelnP5oQI/AAAAAAAACv4/O9xh67ePjPg/s1600/IMG_4463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJjw5qyCXlw/TevelnP5oQI/AAAAAAAACv4/O9xh67ePjPg/s640/IMG_4463.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0vp1KREj9s/TevevKZfuEI/AAAAAAAACv8/rxyICABTPfw/s1600/IMG_4479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0vp1KREj9s/TevevKZfuEI/AAAAAAAACv8/rxyICABTPfw/s400/IMG_4479.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;can you see the temple behind those cuties?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vj4muYQtCko/Teve04VRANI/AAAAAAAACwA/s-71vXnl2GU/s1600/get-attachment-1.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vj4muYQtCko/Teve04VRANI/AAAAAAAACwA/s-71vXnl2GU/s400/get-attachment-1.aspx.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, now it's time for OLIVE time! &amp;nbsp;She didn't get to come to graduation. We missed her, but it was for the better, ha! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_VCByl34D8/Teve6meDgzI/AAAAAAAACwE/f0Ashbpgn60/s1600/get-attachment-2.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_VCByl34D8/Teve6meDgzI/AAAAAAAACwE/f0Ashbpgn60/s400/get-attachment-2.aspx.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These amazing pics are courtesy of Olive's Best Friend's mommy. &amp;nbsp;Taken at our LAST WARD OUTING, the memorial day picnic... I'm not talking about it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJmc5i582TU/TevfG9sCX4I/AAAAAAAACwI/RzW_xxWkH-o/s1600/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJmc5i582TU/TevfG9sCX4I/AAAAAAAACwI/RzW_xxWkH-o/s400/get-attachment.aspx.jpeg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. &amp;nbsp;and I mean it. &amp;nbsp;tear... &amp;nbsp;Maybe I'll actually blog about my feelings some day. &amp;nbsp;Right now I'm just going to pretend I'm on vacation.... so.. .goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3631018105011207683-4897954760520072511?l=thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/4897954760520072511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3631018105011207683&amp;postID=4897954760520072511' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4897954760520072511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3631018105011207683/posts/default/4897954760520072511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecolbychronicles.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-days.html' title='The Last Days...'/><author><name>The Colbys... written by Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13031995901584197385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dGPmEJDEliU/TjA42PoOzNI/AAAAAAAACyQ/77i3wAyHiXk/s220/IMG_3790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_aa5ZrR8-Bw/Tevb4VBoZxI/AAAAAAAACvI/LmXJku8AkuE/s72-c/IMG_4344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631018105011207683.post-6952161554267008716</id><published>2011-05-03T00:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T11:15:49.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day with Leo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Well, It &lt;b&gt;wasn't&lt;/b&gt; even your average day at the park... my sister is in town, so that was really special.&amp;nbsp; See?&amp;nbsp; fun in the sand box... our favorite playground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #444444; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;then a lady comes up to us and says, 'do you know if that is Leonardo Dicaprio?'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t4fpSHyrqU/Tb95t0WCZqI/AAAAAAAACtg/-HXI72Ispdo/s400/IMG_1534.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;DAY CHANGES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #0c343d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We see &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; right across the sandbox, hanging out with another guy (looked like an actor to me, but I still can't identify him) and a little girl.&amp;nbsp; We didn't think Leonardo had a kid, so we assumed it was this other guy's little girl.&amp;nbsp; We take some sneaky pictures.&amp;nbsp; Obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: #444444; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XtzU1Z7lUI/Tb93t3lBRwI/AAAAAAAACtE/KxYfMrngyg4/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XtzU1Z7lUI/Tb93t3lBRwI/AAAAAAAACtE/KxYfMrngyg4/s640/photo+2.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;checking out his phone a lot.. trying not to make eye contact with anyone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: #444444; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siGbymEtzJw/Tb93u9CnocI/AAAAAAAACtI/nlpIPUqs3qw/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siGbymEtzJw/Tb93u9CnocI/AAAAAAAACtI/nlpIPUqs3qw/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;pondering:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;why didn't I have kids? it's so hard to live such a secret life.&amp;nbsp; I might have to run at any second... why am I tangled up in this red web?&amp;nbsp; Am I in a dream, inside of a dream, inside of a dream?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&l
