<?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-5089221963792667344</id><updated>2011-05-03T06:58:01.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6766565724704135059</id><published>2009-01-17T18:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:08:54.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST SALE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have opened an Etsy shop selling jewelry. I have had my shop open since January 7th. And today I have made my first sale!!! YAY!!  Go me! Tell everyone you know to visit me! www.LovelyLolli.Etsy.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6766565724704135059?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6766565724704135059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6766565724704135059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6766565724704135059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6766565724704135059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-sale.html' title='MY FIRST SALE!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4684222487020137416</id><published>2009-01-17T17:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:03:17.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Go Stars!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas my daddy got Taylor, Scott, Kelly, and me tickets to the stars game. So today all 4 of us went to the stars game. They won, but it took them going through 1 over time and a shoot out! It was awesome!! We had GREAT seats and we had so much fun!!! 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I made chicken fettucine (sp) and some steamed veggies and salad and rolls. It was lovely! The food was great the company was even better and I had a really wonderful time.  Anyway, it was wonderful! I like to have people over for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-112711423270784573?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/112711423270784573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=112711423270784573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/112711423270784573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/112711423270784573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2009/01/dinner-with-susu.html' title='Dinner with SuSu'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1856572715413893924</id><published>2009-01-05T01:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:39:01.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Overview</title><content type='html'>I have done a lot with my wedding lately... I got a bug or something... I haven't bought or finalized anything but have done a lot of looking and finding things that I do need to buy and order and such! For my next trick I am going to find some money to pay for all of it with but you know... what are you going to do! I have found what I want to give my girls for their gifts and some stuff for the reception. I have put together almost all of my address list I just need to finish off Taylor's side of the family. And I have been looking at other things that are secrets! But I really have a lot of things that I am really excited about buying and having for my wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a TOTALLY unrelated note. Today at Taylor's the smoke alarm went off randomly two different times while Kyla was sleeping. I was all stressed trying to turn them off so they didn't wake her. SHE DID NOT MOVE A MUSCLE!!! She is SO Taylor's child! It is ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On yet another TOTALLY unrelated note. Taylor has done something to his toe. He does not remember hitting it or stubbing it or anything. He says he just woke up and it was hurting... RANDOM! Well so the man can barely walk. We have been watching it and it has just now started to swell. It has been almost 5 days that it has been hurt and it just now starts to swell... I haven't a clue what he has done. One suggestion is Gout... (no worries people is just a form of arthritis) but he doesn't do any of the "causes" of Gout such as, drink a lot of alcohol, eat a lot of shellfish, or eat a lot of red meat. He eats red meat but not a lot.... Also, he has been doing so well lately with his dieting that there has been even less red meat than normal. So I don't know. All I know is that an injured Taylor is a Grumpy and Unhappy Taylor. I am over it! Will the good Lord heal him so we can move on! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is an overview of my thoughts... a random one but still an overview. I am going to find a bed to lay my little tired body in. I hope everyone has a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1856572715413893924?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1856572715413893924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1856572715413893924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1856572715413893924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1856572715413893924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2009/01/overview.html' title='Overview'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6187064501883069417</id><published>2009-01-01T09:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:01:36.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of new years resolutions. My biggest is to actually write them down and keep them somewhere that will constantly remind me. I always set them and follow them for the first couple of months and then I forget. Then every once in a while I will remember again. This year I am going to remember all year and really make a good effort to keep up with all of them! I'll keep you posted on how I do!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6187064501883069417?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6187064501883069417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6187064501883069417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6187064501883069417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6187064501883069417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1163704872007513460</id><published>2008-12-30T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:35:25.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>I have officially registered for my wedding. Taylor and I went this afternoon to Target and got to walk around with our little guns while people passed us buy with that "awww" look in their eye because we were registering. I am not gonna lie. I kinda liked the attention :) But now it's done. and now you can go buy me a present! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1163704872007513460?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1163704872007513460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1163704872007513460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1163704872007513460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1163704872007513460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8684264932460034183</id><published>2008-12-27T12:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:37:30.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the weather</title><content type='html'>I started feeling stuffy on the 22nd. Then of course by the 24th I was having a full blown cold. Still today the 27th I am feeling awful! This is awful!! I am coughing and sneezing and stuffy and runny and achy and BLAH! I am NOT a fan of this at all! I want to crawl in a hole and sleep until this goes away. Too bad I have to work....  Such is life I suppose!!  :-/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8684264932460034183?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8684264932460034183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8684264932460034183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8684264932460034183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8684264932460034183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/under-weather.html' title='Under the weather'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-934443043314249545</id><published>2008-12-25T11:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:28:44.742-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's here it's here it's really really here!!! I didn't know if I was going to make it but I did!! I am so so so happy Christmas is here!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!!! Hope you were nice so Santa brought you some good treats! Again, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-934443043314249545?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/934443043314249545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=934443043314249545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/934443043314249545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/934443043314249545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2124053440980725226</id><published>2008-12-20T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:39:40.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say.... So little time....</title><content type='html'>I believe this calls for a bullet post!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have officially graduated from College!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I received my grades and didn't do as well as I thought but I still got all A's and B's just more B's than expected.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't WAIT for Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor, Kyla, and I went to San Angelo last weekend for Engagement Pictures... too bad it was colder than the North Pole the day we were supposed to take the Pictures... So we opted out and will be returning again sometime when it is promised to be warm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I loved going and visiting with my sister and her wonderful family! Always a Joy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kyla got her two front teeth pulled... :( &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travis got a job at Saltgrass as a host! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kyla had her dance recital and she looked WONDERFUL! (Pictures to come)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor and I exchanged our Christmas presents last night. I got a Nintendo DS and a Yoga work-out kit thingy, Toy story on DVD, The Fox and the Hound on DVD, Over the Hedge on DVD, and some of my perfume!!! He did good!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't WAIT for Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm over the weather here in Dallas... it is cold and freezing one day and then the next it is 75... What in the world! Now they are telling me it is supposed to be back down into the 20's?!?!?!? My head cannot handle this...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love FlipSides Crackers the Cheddar ones! They make me so happy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've officially booked my Wedding Venue! Oh and my Wedding date changed... I am now to be married on June, 27th... I know I know that is Travis' Birthday... He'll just have to get over it! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My room is a DISASTER area....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sold some stuff on Ebay! I kind of like it! It is fun to watch and see if anyone is looking at your stuff! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor and I registered for some stuff at Target! You can look us up and see what we got so far!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a lot to do today and all I want to do is sit at my computer and play....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, That's all I can think of for now.... I will bullet you more later if there is more to say.. I am so sorry that I haven't been posting! I have been a VERY busy girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2124053440980725226?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2124053440980725226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2124053440980725226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2124053440980725226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2124053440980725226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-much-to-say-so-little-time.html' title='So much to say.... So little time....'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-759729940891121494</id><published>2008-12-10T20:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:38:17.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Needed!</title><content type='html'>One of my really good friends Janine has a really good friend Jake, who I have become friends with over the 3 years I have known Janine. Jake had to be taken to the hospital on Monday because, come to find out, she had a stroke. The worst part about it is that Jake has no insurance. She has been in the Hospital all week with the Doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; all kinds of tests on her trying to find the cause of the Stroke. They have gone through all of the normal causes of a stroke and none of the tests have come back positive. They have concluded that it is most likely Genetic. Which is good because that means she doesn't have a disease of some sort, but is also bad because that means she is just prone to having strokes which is scary! So if you would kindly say a little prayer for Jake, her husband, and her little girl I'm sure she would greatly appreciate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-759729940891121494?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/759729940891121494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=759729940891121494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/759729940891121494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/759729940891121494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/prayers-needed.html' title='Prayers Needed!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6685810231369594573</id><published>2008-12-04T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:19:45.765-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Story!</title><content type='html'>So some of you have already heard this story but I have to post it. Ok! So, on Monday night Taylor, Kyla, and I put up the Christmas decorations at Taylor's apartment. Taylor had gotten it all out of storage and I started to unpack some of it and put the little figurine type things out while Kyla finished eating. Well of course because she is 4 she wasn't finishing eating and was over by me watching me unpack stuff. So I got to this snowman that Taylor has that has some cute little buttons and a scarf and he is kinda looking up into the air and then around his head is a snow glob. So when you shake the snow glob it looks like he is looking up at the snow falling on his face. So I am unpacking him and fixing his scarf and Kyla says "Oh! Is he going to the moon?!?" I could help but just bust out laughing! She is so funny! I never would have thought of that if she had never said anything. So now every time I look at the snowman I just kind of giggle. Silly Kyla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6685810231369594573?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6685810231369594573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6685810231369594573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6685810231369594573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6685810231369594573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-story.html' title='Great Story!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1572176987878542116</id><published>2008-11-29T10:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:35:13.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Catch you up...</title><content type='html'>My my my... it has been such a crazy week! Let's see, where to start. Ok, so Monday I had a Physics test, then Tuesday I had school like normal except for one of my classes I had to go to the elementary and teach a P.E. Class, then Wednesday I had school then off to Saltgrass to work. Then came Thursday, First Taylor and I had to go and get Kyla from Allen around 10:00, then we went all the way to Lucas, TX to visit with Taylor's biological dad and that side of the family until about 12:30 then we went to Taylors mom's house back in Plano for our first round of turkey dinner and hung out there until about 4:00. Then we headed to Highland Village to have our second round of turkey dinner with my side of the family. We ate there and hung out until about 8:15ish and then we had to take Kyla back to Allen and then drive ourselves back to Plano. Over all we had a WONDERFUL day and LOTS of WONDERFUL food to eat! Kyla probably saw more people than she has seen in her lifetime :) but she was very good! Then Friday, Taylor and I both worked all day at Saltgrass he was in the bar all day, and I was on the floor for lunch and in the Bar for Dinner. It was crazy but we made some money. Then today both of us aren't working this morning but we are both working tonight. Then tomorrow he will work the morning in the bar and I will work all day on the floor. Then he gets Monday off and I have school. Like I said a crazy week. I hope everyone had a wonderful wonderful Turkey day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1572176987878542116?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1572176987878542116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1572176987878542116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1572176987878542116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1572176987878542116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/to.html' title='To Catch you up...'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1750821197769928232</id><published>2008-11-25T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:25:28.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>If anyone has recently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a graduation announcement from me... there is a SLIGHT typo.... I actually graduate at 5:00pm on December 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; not 1:00pm. This is only something that would happen to me but that is just the way my life goes... So if you know anyone who will be attending my graduation that does not check my blog please let them know!!! I will do my best to get the word out but just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; your help would be greatly appreciated!!! Sorry for the mix-up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1750821197769928232?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1750821197769928232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1750821197769928232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1750821197769928232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1750821197769928232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/announcement.html' title='ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3693491044705770864</id><published>2008-11-24T14:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:22:19.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your blessings</title><content type='html'>I was driving home from school today and everything was going smooth until two motorcycle cops came flying on the highway. Then next came a hearse and a limo following that. It kinda made me sad so then as they got all the way over to the H.O.V. lane I passed by. As I passed I noticed that the coffin inside the hearse had an America flag laid over it. It made me think about how blessed I am to live in the country I do. Men and women go and give their lives so I can live comfortably and happily with all the freedoms I have been promised. I know many people who are the men that have given their time, and I am very lucky to not have lost any of them. So today I count my blessings that the good Lord has been given me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3693491044705770864?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3693491044705770864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3693491044705770864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3693491044705770864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3693491044705770864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/count-you-blessings.html' title='Count your blessings'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7122725899394418063</id><published>2008-11-18T23:46:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:57:05.127-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Kyla has been taking swim lessons. And guess what?!?!? She is actually learning something! :) I know that may not be too surprising because she is such a smart girl but swimming was not her forte. She loves to be in the water but as soon as you try and get her to be on her own she freaked. She was not a fan at all! But she has done really well with her lessons. So at her lesson on Monday I took pictures and some video for you all to enjoy! &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a0e1f7e549d270" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D02a0e1f7e549d270%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70F65EB56103E81F74C47BC70A04C248214321E4.5C56AF054C4B10CD7B54E8CBC73C719C8D53EC40%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a0e1f7e549d270%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV2MkZn1cYnXUusqk2wtu-LWqHlk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D02a0e1f7e549d270%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70F65EB56103E81F74C47BC70A04C248214321E4.5C56AF054C4B10CD7B54E8CBC73C719C8D53EC40%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a0e1f7e549d270%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV2MkZn1cYnXUusqk2wtu-LWqHlk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrF04PUzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gNB-YcRWSxU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270244105535836978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrF04PUzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gNB-YcRWSxU/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sign as you enter the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpWxyJxsI/AAAAAAAAAio/pHNqZv7mu5o/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270242197739521730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpWxyJxsI/AAAAAAAAAio/pHNqZv7mu5o/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ky being a cheeser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpXUAeX7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/RSpSGxMMHvI/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270242206926397362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpXUAeX7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/RSpSGxMMHvI/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpX6nUvQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iYQoJVg3Hpk/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpX6nUvQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iYQoJVg3Hpk/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;She's swimming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpX6nUvQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iYQoJVg3Hpk/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270242217289891074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpX6nUvQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/iYQoJVg3Hpk/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't float well by herself. She is a sinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpXmvDA5I/AAAAAAAAAjA/OpM5wUnvgnA/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270242211953574802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOpXmvDA5I/AAAAAAAAAjA/OpM5wUnvgnA/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again swimming!! (She is practicing BIG arms!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrFCs3yqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/palWI3sZGN0/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270244092066384546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrFCs3yqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/palWI3sZGN0/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Pretty Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHCixasI/AAAAAAAAAjg/as_idw5U35Y/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270244126383762114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHCixasI/AAAAAAAAAjg/as_idw5U35Y/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is drying off under the hand dryer&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHmorYJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/2X5jNVifFUg/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270244136072208530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHmorYJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/2X5jNVifFUg/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHmorYJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/2X5jNVifFUg/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrHmorYJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/2X5jNVifFUg/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her to make a funny face and that is what I got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7122725899394418063?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7122725899394418063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7122725899394418063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7122725899394418063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7122725899394418063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SSOrF04PUzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/gNB-YcRWSxU/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4774723785440563171</id><published>2008-11-17T18:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:51:25.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Earrings</title><content type='html'>So Kyla had her ears pierced when she was a little baby. Then when she was about 2 1/2ish she was wearing some tinkerbell earrings that were really cheap and her ear grew over the back of it... this was not good because in order to make things better a big chunk of her ear had to come off. So then she never wanted anyone to come withing 5 ft of her ears. This morning I saw a little piece of skin on one of her ears so I took the opportunity to be sneaky. I took out one of my earrings and was "getting the skin off" and then pop! I got it to go through her ear! So then she as so excited that she wanted me to do the other one! The second one was a little harder and it hurt her a little but it was fine! So today she got to wear a pair of my earrings to school and I went and got her some of her own that she can wear and I had to make sure they were sterling silver because she has sensitive earrings. I taught her to turn them three times so that the skin won't grow over the back. She is VERY excited and so am I!! Also, this gives another possibility for presents!!! I will have to get a picture of her with her cute earrings to post on here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4774723785440563171?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4774723785440563171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4774723785440563171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4774723785440563171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4774723785440563171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/earrings.html' title='Earrings'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1195691145689131726</id><published>2008-11-14T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:53:27.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I am the way I am</title><content type='html'>I have always ALWAYS been proud of the fact that I am very much so like my mother. I look a lot like her, I talk like her, I get my emotionalness (is that a word?) from her, and I get my hard parenting from her... Since I have been a little more involved in Kyla's life I have had more exposure to parenting, and I have found that I am not very good with being sensitive. For instance, when Kyla falls and hurts herself but she didn't really cut herself or anything severe I tend to tell her just to shake it off because she is fine. Today I learned why that is... I called my mom this morning because I woke up and I blew my nose and there was some blood streaked in what came out of my nose. I haven't been feeling very good so I knew it would probably be discolored or something gross but the blood caught me off guard. So I called my mom to get her input. She told me I probably shouldn't go to work if I didn't feel up to it. Then she proceeds to tell me that if I was going to be home all day could I empty the dishwasher..... SERIOUSLY??? I call you because there is blood in my snot and you ask me to empty the dishwasher? I gave her a hard time about it and she said well, that is the way I was raised too... :)  I know she means well and she obviously has raise four wonderful children it is just funny to see where I came from!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1195691145689131726?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1195691145689131726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1195691145689131726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1195691145689131726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1195691145689131726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-i-am-way-i-am.html' title='Why I am the way I am'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1422982873027228352</id><published>2008-11-13T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:59:38.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what I just hate...</title><content type='html'>When only ONE side of your nose is stuffed up! It is even worse than both sides being stuffed up. And when your nose is stuffed but it still runs like crazy... that just doesn't make any sense!!!! I want to remove my nose at this point! Please make it go away. I feel like I've been hit by a train and apparently I look like it too... the first thing Travis said to me when he walked in the door was "wow, are you sick? Cause you sure look like it".... Thanks T that was sweet. Anyway, I am done complaining about my sickness....have a wonderful night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1422982873027228352?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1422982873027228352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1422982873027228352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1422982873027228352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1422982873027228352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-what-i-just-hate.html' title='You know what I just hate...'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3860305391646610770</id><published>2008-11-10T17:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:03:25.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it is early..</title><content type='html'>But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y heart has been in a very giving mood lately. I just can't s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;em to stop myself! I am always the fi&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;st to complain that people a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e starting too early. I am almost completel&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; done with all of it. I know I should leave some of it for later, but I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;an't stop myself. T&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e feeling has overcome my hea&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t. Somet&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you just have to let i&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go and get it done early and be so happy because it is done! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;y heart won &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nd &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o I have to admit all my Christmas shopping is done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3860305391646610770?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3860305391646610770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3860305391646610770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3860305391646610770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3860305391646610770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-it-is-early.html' title='I know it is early..'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2415051546021220957</id><published>2008-11-05T08:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:07:05.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever wonder what your dogs do when you aren't home?</title><content type='html'>So every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday my mom and Travis leave for work and school (respectively) at about 7:45 in the morning. No matter if I want to sleep in or not I am always up around this time (8:00) because the dogs do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**WARNING**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There is no picture to this video it is just darkness, the purpose is for you to listen to the sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5926f6ba63635d7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5926f6ba63635d7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6350FF826062DA34961F9DCC3F2E89D5BAD6D37F.117A55325B0BA16D3B6F59AF0EFFF7F80350FED7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5926f6ba63635d7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0zxtMZUALtZH-MsSisopGqVNJlo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5926f6ba63635d7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6350FF826062DA34961F9DCC3F2E89D5BAD6D37F.117A55325B0BA16D3B6F59AF0EFFF7F80350FED7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5926f6ba63635d7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0zxtMZUALtZH-MsSisopGqVNJlo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wish I could get around the corner and actually get them on video but as soon as I turn the corner they stop howling (Hence why the video is just darkness...). It is like they don't know I am here and they are so sad that no one is home and they have been left that they just howl and howl and howl. It is kind of funny but mostly it drives me crazy because I WANNA SLEEP!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2415051546021220957?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5926f6ba63635d7d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2415051546021220957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2415051546021220957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2415051546021220957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2415051546021220957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/ever-wonder-what-your-dogs-do-when-you.html' title='Ever wonder what your dogs do when you aren&apos;t home?'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6629999834043536829</id><published>2008-11-02T10:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T10:19:49.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween (2 Days Late..)</title><content type='html'>Here is the ONE picture that actually came out decent from Halloween. Luckily it is of Ky so it is a good one! I have one of me and her together but it is just really gross lighting and it doesn't look that good.. I would have taken more but the baby is AGAIN sick with Croups Cough.... So we didn't stay out very long and when we did get home she was VERY sweaty and VERY tired and NOT in the mood for pictures so I did the best I could. Over all though Halloween was fun! Kyla had a great time and got LOTS of candy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094727913316706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SQ3SQ8FHoWI/AAAAAAAAAig/aWSy0ECXtKI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BAT GIRL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264094640453166258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SQ3SL2Q_pLI/AAAAAAAAAiY/WIJvSVdqPPY/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Yucky picture of &lt;strong&gt;BAT GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; and Me (I was a tiger)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6629999834043536829?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6629999834043536829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6629999834043536829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6629999834043536829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6629999834043536829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2-days-late.html' title='Halloween (2 Days Late..)'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SQ3SQ8FHoWI/AAAAAAAAAig/aWSy0ECXtKI/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3092589338035534266</id><published>2008-10-30T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:21:58.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah it didn't get any better...</title><content type='html'>I still didn't get any sleep. I probably got a total of two and a half hours of sleep last night and non of it was continuous. I am so so so so so so so sleepy! I just wish I could crawl into my bed right now. But no of course I can't I have school until 5:00 :( So sad for this girl! Anyway just was giving you an update. I'm gonna take a Tylenol PM tonight and sleep forever!!!!!! It will be wonderful! Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3092589338035534266?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3092589338035534266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3092589338035534266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3092589338035534266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3092589338035534266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-it-didnt-get-any-better.html' title='Yeah it didn&apos;t get any better...'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6734676254465816207</id><published>2008-10-30T00:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T00:26:53.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I despise sleepless nights!</title><content type='html'>I have been laying in bed for almost an hour and a half now, and I don't even feel a little tired. Why does this happen? I need sleep more than ever and I can't get all the thoughts and to do lists out of my head long enough to settle down and sleep. I just wish I could sleep!! So, I will try and do some of the things on my to do lists and see if that calms me down enough... hopefully it will.... I will keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6734676254465816207?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6734676254465816207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6734676254465816207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6734676254465816207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6734676254465816207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-despise-sleepless-nights.html' title='I despise sleepless nights!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4234586626005130035</id><published>2008-10-27T18:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:21:31.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Proud!!</title><content type='html'>Taylor has been working on losing weigh lately and from the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of October he has lost 11.2 lbs. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; proud of him!!! He has said before that he wanted to loose weight for our wedding but I never really thought anything of it. But he is serious! He really is doing it and he is doing a darn good job at it too! I can't even begin to say how proud I am of my Honey!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4234586626005130035?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4234586626005130035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4234586626005130035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4234586626005130035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4234586626005130035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-proud.html' title='I&apos;m So Proud!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-474891236699480931</id><published>2008-10-26T21:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:53:40.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to start saving</title><content type='html'>For some reason today I have been inspired to do everything possible to save some money. I went online and have sold one of my old text books for $34.00 and I still have a couple of good ones at my mom's house I can sell. Hopefully I will get some good money for those too. Also I have decided that I am going to try and keep about $100.00 a month for things like Christmas (which still will be a very non-impressive Christmas I apologize in advance) and my Wedding. I try to do my best saving money with coupons and buying things on sale but I feel like I still never have money for things I want to buy. So I have decided to make things happen and I'm gonna do it! I am tired of stressing about money... So now I will do something about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**UPDATE**&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went home and sold more books... Total Sales $126.61!!!! Go me! I'm so excited right now. Granted I probably spent $1000.00 buying all of these books, but I am going to focus on the $126 coming into my pocket and not focus on the fact that I am actually $-900. Christmas is looking up people you should be excited!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-474891236699480931?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/474891236699480931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=474891236699480931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/474891236699480931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/474891236699480931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-to-start-saving.html' title='A day to start saving'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7635485656244692704</id><published>2008-10-26T11:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:12:09.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to stop and thank Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was driving the other day and just happened to have my camera with me and I decided to take a picture of what I was looking at. There is darkness on one side but it leads to light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261495454650957842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SQSWPUnNgBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J1HtxQ7Lb74/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it just takes my breath away, how amazing this world can be. Then it frustrates me how easily you can get wrapped up in all of this worldly mess in front of you. But He always seems to find a way to show you He is still there and He still cares. No matter if it is an act or just putting a beautiful skyline in front of you, He will find a way to remind you He still loves you and He isn't going anywhere. &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/5089221963792667344-7635485656244692704?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7635485656244692704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7635485656244692704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7635485656244692704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7635485656244692704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-you-just-have-to-stop-and.html' title='Sometimes you just have to stop and thank Him'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SQSWPUnNgBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/J1HtxQ7Lb74/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-415195266944890319</id><published>2008-10-18T12:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:54:05.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loop, Swoop, and Pull</title><content type='html'>Kyla and I have been practicing tying her shoes, and we haven't really done it a whole lot but just when I remember... Today, she tied her shoe all by herself! I was so proud of her. She still has a hard time tying her right one, I think it's hard for her to get her hands in the right place. But her left one she did it!!! She didn't hesitate at all!! I was so proud of her!!! She is growing up so fast! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-415195266944890319?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/415195266944890319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=415195266944890319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/415195266944890319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/415195266944890319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/loop-swoop-and-pull.html' title='Loop, Swoop, and Pull'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-295356781856637180</id><published>2008-10-13T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:51:43.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a good one!</title><content type='html'>So it is a little late. But this Saturday at work I was back in the office talking to my manager Tim, while waiting for Taylor to finish his closing duties. Tim was counting the Bar's Cash drawer, and I noticed the huge stack of credit cards that have been left at Saltgrass. I asked Tim if they just keep the credit cards for ever or what they do with the things because I feel like they just multiply and the stack never gets smaller. He told me they keep them for 6 months, so I picked up the stack and started going through and picking out the ones that they had that were expired and was putting them down in front of Tim. So he started cutting up the ones that were expired and then got tried of doing that so he was like ok put them down. But I, of course, kept going just to get on his nerves. So then he acted like he was going to cut my apron and I didn't know what he was doing to I quickly put my hand down and.. RIGHT IN THE SCISSORS!!! OUCH!! I grabbed my finger and started jumping around and then Tim asked did I get you? What it felt like to me was a bone on bone so I just opened my hand to show him and there was a pool of blood! YIKES! So my finger just kept bleeding and bleeding and bleeding, So then Tim started putting band-aid after band-aid  on my finger and it just kept bleeding. So I went out to show Taylor and he basically just told me to suck it up. But I really thought it was worse than Taylor made it out to be. So, Taylor finished and as we started walking to our cars I asked him if he thought I should go to the ER. He said well what do you think? With all of your experience and knowledge would you tell someone to go to the ER? I said yes. So he was like UGH ok lets go rinse it at home and make a final decision. So we did. and I called my mom and she said that she thought I should. So I went in the house and took of the 7 layers of band-aids and found that my finger had bleed through all 7 layers. So I tried to wipe it off a little and just really decided that I needed to go to the ER. So I told Taylor and we changed and off we went. Taylor had called Tim to tell him and see if we couldn't get Saltgrass to pay for the visit but Tim said it would be way too much of a hassle to do that and that he would just pay out of pocket since it was his fault. So we got to the ER and signed it and were quickly pulled back. After 45 min. of waiting in a room with no light turned on the RN came in and then the PA showed up. They decided that I needed stitches and since I couldn't decide if I had my tetanus shot in the past 10 years they had to get me one of those too.... So we waited for all kinds of things but, when all was said and done I Laura Cannon Piland had to get 5 stitches in my finger (and I watched them stitch me...It was AWESOME!!)  and the cut is right at the top knuckle of my left ring finger so I have to wear a splint to keep it straight so I don't tear the stitches out. I wanted to put up pictures but I didn't want to offend or gross anyone out. So if you are a freak like me and wanna see it I will send them to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-295356781856637180?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/295356781856637180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=295356781856637180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/295356781856637180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/295356781856637180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-good-one.html' title='I got a good one!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8710035323508195343</id><published>2008-10-09T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:35:53.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!!</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry that I haven't posted lately. I have so much crazy stuff going on right now that I just don't seem to have time. Right now I am sitting in the PEB (the building where all of my Kinesiology classes are) and using my lap top to find wonderful things and catch up on my life. I didn't have my 12 o'clock class today because my teacher is Jewish and today is Yom Kippur. So she cancelled class. HOORAY FOR JEWISH TEACHERS!! :) Anyway, so I was sitting here and I realized that I hadn't blogged on here in ages. I can't even begin to tell you all that has happened since I have blogged last so I won't even try. But I promise to make a better effort at keeping up! I hope everyone is having a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8710035323508195343?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8710035323508195343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8710035323508195343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8710035323508195343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8710035323508195343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8958124304941041309</id><published>2008-10-01T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:26:21.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My life in a Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurry up and wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So close, but so far away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close enough for you to taste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you just can't touch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or falling in loveIt's gonna happen and it's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're confused, you got it all figured out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If they only knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;Or falling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;br /&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you can't wait any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But there's no end in sight when you need to find the strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the faith that makes you stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only way you get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is &lt;strong&gt;one step at a time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8958124304941041309?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8958124304941041309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8958124304941041309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8958124304941041309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8958124304941041309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-life-in-song.html' title='My life in a Song'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4548965973388751071</id><published>2008-09-23T01:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:50:56.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad School</title><content type='html'>So if you didn't know.... I have applied to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UNT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt; Masters program as a back up if I do not get into Physical Therapy School. I have been accepted!!!  I know it really isn't that difficult to be accepted into a Masters Program and especially the one that you went through undergrad but I suppose it is an acceptance so I should be happy. It also means that if worst comes to worst (I don't get into PT School) I do have an option. While it will push my whole life back a year... at least I have a plan right? AND I can say I have my BS, my MS, and my DPT! I feel so smart sometimes when I think about my schooling! Anyway, thought I would keep you updated! GO MEAN GREEN!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4548965973388751071?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4548965973388751071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4548965973388751071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4548965973388751071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4548965973388751071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/grad-school.html' title='Grad School'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1218914091263954709</id><published>2008-09-22T17:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:20:42.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT  an airplane!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I volunteered for this event called Challenge Air. It is an event for children with disabilities. Pilots volunteer their time and their planes and take children with disabilities up for a flight and depending on their disability they get to fly the plane as well. So I was there for some hours for my Movements of Special Populations Class and my group did a face painting booth for the children. It was SOOO much fun! What made it the most fun is that I got to go up in an airplane too!!!! AND I GOT TO FLY IT!!!! It was one of the coolest experiences EVER! I loved it and now.... I WANT an airplane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the plane I got to fly... It is a torpedo. I would like one of these!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974062840848274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SNgaGZLeH5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SbxpkeU8wCc/s400/plane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1218914091263954709?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1218914091263954709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1218914091263954709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1218914091263954709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1218914091263954709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-airplane.html' title='I WANT  an airplane!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SNgaGZLeH5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SbxpkeU8wCc/s72-c/plane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2267033650038270479</id><published>2008-09-13T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:01:10.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I THINK I FOUND IT!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it! I think I found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony will be in a park that is like 5 min down the road. And the Reception will be here --&gt;  &lt;a href="http://weddingsindallas.com/"&gt;http://weddingsindallas.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think it is gonna all work! I'm so EXCITED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2267033650038270479?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2267033650038270479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2267033650038270479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2267033650038270479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2267033650038270479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-i-found-it.html' title='I THINK I FOUND IT!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2749411691417604197</id><published>2008-09-11T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:31:55.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th</title><content type='html'>I was listening to the radio this morning and as you all know I am very emotional about everything. But today they were reading a letter someone wrote about September 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and they were talking about all of the promises we made on that day. And a lot of them really did hit close to home because even though I was only a Sophomore in High School when the tragedy happened I do remember making promises to myself about what I would do better in the future and what I would work on in my life. Some of the stuff that they mentioned were things like promising to hold your loved ones a little longer when hugging them good-bye and not going to bed angry at your loved ones and no getting angry at the little things in life but embracing the good times and holding on to the joys. Or maybe calling a friend you haven't talked to in a while and make sure all is going well with them. It is a tough thing to do daily but today is a good reminder to put your life into perspective and look at the wonderful things that God had given you and all the wonderful times. I know today I am very thankful that all of my family is safe and healthy and happy. I am so blessed with the people I have been surrounded by in my life. I again promise to try harder to make that extra effort in my life and to take life a little lighter and to take in all the joy that I am surrounded by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you Jesus for all of the heroes in our lives and for giving them the strength and courage to protect us in times of need. Especially today I thank you for those whose lives were taking on September 11, 2001 and all the blessings they provided the people in their lives. Hold their loved ones close today and remind them that they are loved and safe. Thank you for all you provide me with and all of my blessings. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2749411691417604197?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2749411691417604197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2749411691417604197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2749411691417604197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2749411691417604197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-11th.html' title='September 11th'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2672321264213871121</id><published>2008-09-09T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:59:44.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE COOL MOM PICKS!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm not really a "mom" but I am definitely &lt;strong&gt;cool &lt;/strong&gt;so I figure I am allowed to read the &lt;strong&gt;Cool &lt;/strong&gt;"Mom" Picks blog and I really like some of the stuff that is on the blog for sure!! Recently they put up a web-site called ilunchbox.com Mostly it is freaking awesome! I love it!! It has all kinds of stuff you can make with your kids and what a good portion for kids are and all kinds of stuff like that! I think I am a total nerd for thinking that this type of thing is cool so don't feel bad if in your head right now you are saying "Laura you are a total nerd". It is fine I accept it! Anyway if you have children or even if you are like me and you just play mom and haven't ever had the "true" experience of a mom you should check it out. It is a fun web-site!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2672321264213871121?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2672321264213871121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2672321264213871121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2672321264213871121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2672321264213871121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-cool-mom-picks.html' title='I LOVE COOL MOM PICKS!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-529034394510626544</id><published>2008-09-06T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:09:20.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor My Love</title><content type='html'>I love Taylor. So very much! I don't have one particular reason for saying this at the time I just do. Anytime I think about him or see him I still get giddy! I just love him so much!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-529034394510626544?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/529034394510626544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=529034394510626544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/529034394510626544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/529034394510626544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/taylor-my-love.html' title='Taylor My Love'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4709305713607936048</id><published>2008-09-06T19:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:05:48.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a hair cut...</title><content type='html'>But my Cindy isn't cutting hair anymore. Where do I go? What do I do? Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4709305713607936048?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4709305713607936048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4709305713607936048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4709305713607936048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4709305713607936048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need-hair-cut.html' title='I need a hair cut...'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-71542869749937911</id><published>2008-09-06T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:01:44.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When</title><content type='html'>When do you stop fighting a battle? A battle that you fight daily and you know you need to resolve but you just can't seem to come to an agreement? When do you just give up and say fine. You win. And let your feelings go? When is it time or is there a time. Is it something that I will have to fight daily for the rest of my life? I hope not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-71542869749937911?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/71542869749937911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=71542869749937911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/71542869749937911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/71542869749937911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/when.html' title='When'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1041707165845180053</id><published>2008-09-03T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:30:26.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Physical Therapy</title><content type='html'>So I turned in my Physical Therapy application yesterday. It was actually a horrid experience becasuse I was sent ALL over the TWU campus trying to find the stupid lady to turn it into. And once I finally did find her I gave it to her and she checked to make sure everything was there, and then we started to chat a little about my application and we got on to the topic of my GRE score(which if you don't know I did HORRIBLE on) and she told me AND I QUOTE that "your chances of getting in are slim". Talk about bringing a sister down a couple of notches. Well, needless to say I pretty much cried on and off for the rest of the day thinking about it. But, I am trying to stay positive even though she is the lady who starts off the applications for being reviewed. I am hoping that all of the people that have better applications than me decide they don't want to be a PT so I can get in. Worst comes to worst I will start my Masters in Kinesiology this coming spring and will be working on that while I wait ANOTHER YEAR to re-apply and then ANOTHER YEAR from then to start PT school (If I get in the second time). So at this time the future for Laura and PT will not start until 2010 if the lady is right. We will have to see though. Say a little prayer or if you are feeling sweet maybe a BIG prayer for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1041707165845180053?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1041707165845180053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1041707165845180053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1041707165845180053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1041707165845180053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/physical-therapy.html' title='Physical Therapy'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-715920108986292550</id><published>2008-09-01T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:00:43.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah the good old days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lastnight&lt;/span&gt; Taylor, Kyla, and I went over to Taylor's parents to just hang out for a little bit. Kyla's baby cousin was over there and some other people. So when they were leaving we all went outside to say goodbye. While we were out there Kyla and I saw Fireflies lighting up. I was holding Kyla and I was telling her how I used to catch fireflies with  my brothers and sisters at my great grandmas house. She was not that interested in my story and did her best to pay attention. So we finished saying goodbye and we went back inside and I started looking for a jar. Well of course Ginger didn't have any jars, but she did have a container that I brought over there a while ago. So I got that and I poked holes in the lid and I took Kyla outside and we started looking for fireflies. It was so much fun to see her get so excited about seeing one. I kept telling her to keep her eyes open. And she would respond with "well I have to blink sometimes!" She is so funny. Anyway it was so fun to run up and down the street with her and chase the fireflies around and just watch her get so excited. In the end we caught four of them and we brought them inside while we ate some dinner then it was time to let them go so they could go back to their families. Kyla didn't like that. She cried. I asked her why she was crying and she said "I just really liked my firefly friends. I didn't want to see them go." After some logic about how they have to go to their families and how she wouldn't like it if someone caught her and never let her go back to her family she said a very sad good-bye to them and we went back inside. We had a wonderful time chasing the fireflies around and it was a good reminder of the good old days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-715920108986292550?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/715920108986292550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=715920108986292550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/715920108986292550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/715920108986292550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/09/ah-good-old-days.html' title='Ah the good old days'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2588183859194237195</id><published>2008-08-31T15:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:10:38.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So fresh and so clean clean!</title><content type='html'>If anyone knows me you know I am OBSESSED with keeping my car clean. Lately I have been angry with my car because it didn't have Air Conditioner. But, I recently was able to get that fixed! YAY!! (a month and a half of Texas summer heat with no AC in your car is not fun!) So since my relationship with my car has been rekindled I decided to get it washed. It was a MUCH MUCH MUCH needed wash. But now my car is so clean and is so happy and that makes me so happy! I miss the days that I got my car washed every month and it got detailed every year. One fine day I will be able to treat my car better until then I will be so happy with my clean and cool car!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2588183859194237195?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2588183859194237195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2588183859194237195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2588183859194237195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2588183859194237195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-fresh-and-so-clean-clean1.html' title='So fresh and so clean clean!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-649413458255103368</id><published>2008-08-30T17:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T17:56:59.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok... I know I'm a nerd</title><content type='html'>I might be a nerd but I really think that these &lt;a href="http://iheartguts.com/shop/"&gt;http://iheartguts.com/shop/&lt;/a&gt; are so cool! I might buy some buttons! Like I said I know I know I know that I'm a total nerd! But I think it is a cool way to introduce kids to anatomy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-649413458255103368?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/649413458255103368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=649413458255103368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/649413458255103368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/649413458255103368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-i-know-im-nerd.html' title='Ok... I know I&apos;m a nerd'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8696199370037321685</id><published>2008-08-23T00:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:39:27.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a K!</title><content type='html'>So I got these letters for Kyla a while ago and I have been wanting to paint them and put them in her room.... SO I did! And my lovely mother helped! See if you can tell which ones SHE did!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iVS67_AI/AAAAAAAAAc8/F6hgOOAvMDM/s1600-h/DSCF0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237583378395167746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iVS67_AI/AAAAAAAAAc8/F6hgOOAvMDM/s400/DSCF0707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iV9eBwwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6rFDcfoYz9A/s1600-h/DSCF0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237583389816636162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iV9eBwwI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6rFDcfoYz9A/s400/DSCF0713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWKeOPRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PCDVz_t6cog/s1600-h/DSCF0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237583393307114770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWKeOPRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PCDVz_t6cog/s400/DSCF0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWXd2hEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1UfDSsb8Wjg/s1600-h/DSCF0715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237583396795221058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWXd2hEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1UfDSsb8Wjg/s400/DSCF0715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWiTTCdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RdGm3MIei_0/s1600-h/DSCF0717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237583399703742930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iWiTTCdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RdGm3MIei_0/s400/DSCF0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5089221963792667344-8696199370037321685?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8696199370037321685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8696199370037321685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8696199370037321685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8696199370037321685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/give-me-k.html' title='Give me a K!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK-iVS67_AI/AAAAAAAAAc8/F6hgOOAvMDM/s72-c/DSCF0707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-9140031881406749560</id><published>2008-08-21T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:34:04.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nieces and Nephews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIxOTM2ODc5MDI3OCZwdD*xMjE5MzY4ODM1ODM1JnA9MTkxMTMxJmQ9MjAyMjUzJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTI=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-9140031881406749560?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/9140031881406749560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=9140031881406749560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9140031881406749560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9140031881406749560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/nieces-and-nephews.html' title='Nieces and Nephews'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8784878947424585377</id><published>2008-08-21T20:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:18:59.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>Kyla, Taylor, and I got my mom some roses for her birthday and on the plastic that they were in it said "Premium Roses" and I was messing with my mom when I gave them to her and I was telling her that they were gonna be good ones becasue they were "Premium". So we kinda laughed about that for a little bit. But now since she has had them for a couple of days they really do look Premium. They are totally beautiful. It could have something to do with the fact that she is a fabulous flower arranger... but they are gorgeous. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237145015592424338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4TpOOYE5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/uHgl2Wmasuo/s400/DSCF0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8784878947424585377?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8784878947424585377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8784878947424585377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8784878947424585377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8784878947424585377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4TpOOYE5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/uHgl2Wmasuo/s72-c/DSCF0699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1591890077668348883</id><published>2008-08-21T19:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:58:41.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushrooms?</title><content type='html'>So since we have had an extreme amount of rain lately my moms backyard has turned into a mushroom field. I personally think it is kinda cool! Take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OgrHU5KI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S019JYeEQlI/s1600-h/DSCF0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139371170522274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OgrHU5KI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S019JYeEQlI/s400/DSCF0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OhEMCj4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/YWSxpTpaj4M/s1600-h/DSCF0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139377901178754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OhEMCj4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/YWSxpTpaj4M/s400/DSCF0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4Ohx0NS6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/xc6lLOLGdlA/s1600-h/DSCF0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139390149249954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4Ohx0NS6I/AAAAAAAAAcU/xc6lLOLGdlA/s400/DSCF0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OiKGdjmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/AR-nAUl409o/s1600-h/DSCF0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139396668264034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OiKGdjmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/AR-nAUl409o/s400/DSCF0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OiQCzHWI/AAAAAAAAAck/1LhbkXG2FwU/s1600-h/DSCF0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139398263512418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OiQCzHWI/AAAAAAAAAck/1LhbkXG2FwU/s400/DSCF0705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237139647878296994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4Owx7mdaI/AAAAAAAAAcs/OB4IwdrUV7c/s400/DSCF0706.JPG" border="0" /&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/5089221963792667344-1591890077668348883?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1591890077668348883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1591890077668348883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1591890077668348883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1591890077668348883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/mushrooms.html' title='Mushrooms?'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK4OgrHU5KI/AAAAAAAAAcE/S019JYeEQlI/s72-c/DSCF0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1494154385577110815</id><published>2008-08-21T14:55:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:13:45.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World!!</title><content type='html'>Taylor, Kyla, and I went to San Antonio this past weekend. It was an absolute blast, as well as a MUCH needed get away for Taylor and me! Kyla was so excited to go and she had a wonderful time! She was a very well behaved little girl and we did the best to reward her a long the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kyla on the morning that we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Yes I know her piggy tails aren't straight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237065707717711650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Lg5Xk1yI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wyvh7M5ufI4/s400/DSCF0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is her about an hour away from the hotel. She just couldn't hold out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237066128933179554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3L5ahK0KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Lax7VXljb2Q/s400/DSCF0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Taylor and I about to arrive at the Hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237065237356086850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3LFhIoBkI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WWOBLralUSE/s400/DSCF0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once we got to the hotel and got settled in we all freshened up and got ready and we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rainforest&lt;/span&gt; Cafe! This was a wonderful experience for Kyla. Taylor and I had a rough go. I had a fly in my drink and the service just wasn't that good. But Kyla doesn't know any better and she LOVED all the animals and the pretend thunderstorms! That's all that matters!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kyla. I am finishing getting ready and I go to get my shoes and can't find them.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067718483252418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3NV8DcFMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/EBlHnL1FKo8/s400/DSCF0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Goofy Girls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067730824714386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3NWqB32JI/AAAAAAAAAVw/E6FJtU5K0iw/s400/DSCF0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting Patiently for our table!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067738611975986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3NXHCgBzI/AAAAAAAAAV4/3tB0_t9MvQE/s400/DSCF0490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Alligator! He Moved!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067752274847410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3NX57-5rI/AAAAAAAAAWA/cAoXVhSLeiE/s400/DSCF0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Elephant. He was closest to our table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069749688411522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3PMK4fJYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ph5dnc9dZF0/s400/DSCF0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyla was so happy to be there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069759210162914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3PMuWpiuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8g-meO_seKU/s400/DSCF0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the Princess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069765073250946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3PNEMhKoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/HP4im8n7Mic/s400/DSCF0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy!! Kyla actually took this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069775896302530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3PNsg708I/AAAAAAAAAWg/9Sx6S1Z0LBQ/s400/DSCF0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and My Prince! (Kyla took this picture too!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237069780608919090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3PN-EgpjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/IqKjQQuo4bI/s400/DSCF0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Butterfly was Kyla's favorite!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237071021629716066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3QWNO7NmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ewN7ks2W5ZQ/s400/DSCF0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyla and the Gorilla!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237071028928732322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3QWobJXKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/YRcRn9klaBI/s400/DSCF0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Bird! I thought it was kinda pretty so I went to take the picture and that lady in the corner SAW me taking the picture and didn't even move! Kyla was standing next to me and asked me if I was taking a picture of the Lady! HA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237071035790259202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3QXB_D9AI/AAAAAAAAAXA/lv9NrMBBNww/s400/DSCF0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Tiger was my favorite!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237071042019057266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3QXZMH3nI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6sc24mTUVm4/s400/DSCF0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And then Saturday came and it was time for Sea World! It was a perfect day pretty much. It was mostly overcast and it got a bit hot towards the middle of the day but it wasn't horrible at all! Kyla had a wonderful time and Taylor and I had a wonderful time watching her have a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyla being SUPER excited about going to Sea World!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237074071177872642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3THtr3RQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/niAl51e9ANY/s400/DSCF0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Goofy and anxious Kyla!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237077054231107026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3V1WbLVdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Qv2GkYF4Sdg/s400/DSCF0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We're ready to go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237074080840768162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3TIRrrWqI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XESzq1xjBlY/s400/DSCF0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor said who is ready to go to Sea World?!?!? Kyla raised two hands! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237074092126188962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3TI7uVNaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YeqZSCyiTYo/s400/DSCF0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Precious Hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237074093290772146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3TJAD_VrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kyoS9FHCiG8/s400/DSCF0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt; HA! I got her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237078790370656626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3XaaDGgXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/BP6mMTTKpI8/s400/DSCF0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Traffic going into Sea World. Who ever heard of such a thing?!?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237078798645045138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Xa433p5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/o99DvwLz81o/s400/DSCF0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy and Kyla with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237078803513459778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3XbLAlxEI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LY_aKZyvs84/s400/DSCF0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Diamond the Budweiser Horse! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237078806185128578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3XbU9kMoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/n9dTAqVQcvo/s400/DSCF0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Bud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237078810931656066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3XbmpOdYI/AAAAAAAAAYo/snLSySaMm7Q/s400/DSCF0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;LOOK HOW HUGE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081118046909634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Zh5UXdMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/nB-m2DAtkaQ/s400/DSCF0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Dolphins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081123043005874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3ZiL7h1bI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dWf-iDzkq3U/s400/DSCF0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyla Baby watching the Dolphins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081130725380770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3ZiojJkqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dW-0ZKaYw0s/s400/DSCF0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jellyfish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081139961202130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3ZjK9JBdI/AAAAAAAAAZI/G8jvwt2NT9Y/s400/DSCF0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sting-Ray.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237081152694330194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Zj6Y9I1I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/SiNF-85vZOQ/s400/DSCF0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Loves!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087091148506370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3e9k2wxQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Zjaei8U6xnw/s400/DSCF0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Waiting and Waiting and Waiting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087096753788498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3e95vKllI/AAAAAAAAAZg/kN7w4JZ5j7s/s400/DSCF0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THERE HE IS!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087111215050962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3e-vm_8NI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fol379UtyoU/s400/DSCF0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Splashing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087099217154866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3e-C6ekzI/AAAAAAAAAZo/yWeKoJDn2Jw/s400/DSCF0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was Kyla's favorite trick.... when he waved.... of all things the jumping and splashing... she liked the wave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237087120335168434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3e_RlZ47I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/RXMeCjD5ua0/s400/DSCF0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; tricks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237089778509791490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3haADnwQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/jJ3kwUMOjTs/s400/DSCF0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Baby watching and clapping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237089785927927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3habsPh2I/AAAAAAAAAaI/x_rDSWLD36E/s400/DSCF0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So then after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; was done we went and spent $35.00 for cold chicken and cold fajitas. Yes ladies and gentleman you read that correctly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$35.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Then after that hit to the wallet we went to go see the Sea Lion show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Sea lion show begins!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237089787277065698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3hagt5veI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/C5QOSpDAYZk/s400/DSCF0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was the girl Sea Lion!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237089798714218690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3hbLUu2MI/AAAAAAAAAaY/LiwoOYSEDTo/s400/DSCF0622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was sad so she blew her nose!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237089811893403282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3hb8a5PpI/AAAAAAAAAag/IqsVBBGdS1U/s400/DSCF0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Big Fat Walrus!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237093700001045554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3k-Qv_nDI/AAAAAAAAAao/tPjdXQOjCeI/s400/DSCF0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HE IS SO FAT!! I Love It!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237093708982834146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3k-yNa0-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/b9UsoyH7S18/s400/DSCF0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sea lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237093726853455682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3k_0yG30I/AAAAAAAAAa4/C3chl8PU6Q8/s400/DSCF0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was crying when I took this picture! How sweet are they!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237093733331062018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3lAM6fTQI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Vh8gDtXKM6Q/s400/DSCF0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye Bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50b805fefe1730c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50b805fefe1730c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83124F82B0234A117319B95918706B4210C465EE.1C4C8F97A5918A37935D977012957369054D1E80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50b805fefe1730c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2ckHoLi9kMJZYgK30nc5q1-ndUY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50b805fefe1730c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83124F82B0234A117319B95918706B4210C465EE.1C4C8F97A5918A37935D977012957369054D1E80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50b805fefe1730c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2ckHoLi9kMJZYgK30nc5q1-ndUY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That was the end of Sea World. We then went back to the hotel and Kyla and I took a nap and Taylor went searching for other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt; in the area. After he found somewhere good he woke up Kyla and I and we got ready for dinner and Taylor took us to P.F. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Changs&lt;/span&gt;!!! It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tasty&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Kyla being goofy while we were waiting for our table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237093738330141186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3lAfiXMgI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_6GGEnALmfw/s400/DSCF0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There is a sweet girl smile!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237098701903433778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3phaSdEDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/yYNRSQJouTY/s400/DSCF0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So then Kyla wanted to take a picture of me making a goofy face. But little did I know that goofy daddy was in the background being a goofball!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237098703456740978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3phgEypnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jmL7XlsgOjE/s400/DSCF0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237098708514885250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3phy6vzoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/4TK4IELuykw/s400/DSCF0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my goofy girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237098720304325650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3pie1kZBI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QlMrT6ZAp-s/s400/DSCF0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ha Ha Her head is being squished by chop sticks!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237098730277820626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3pjD_b2NI/AAAAAAAAAbw/v32TFHezGnc/s400/DSCF0659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had a wonderful dinner and went back to the hotel and slept.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was knocked out in 5 min. and this was after a 3 hour nap in the middle of the day. Sea World takes it all out of you!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237101903931647666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3sbyxeJrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QCy_mwd31KM/s400/DSCF0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had to head home :( But it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;! San Antonio was great to us and it was much much fun but Home Sweet Home is always best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1494154385577110815?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=50b805fefe1730c7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1494154385577110815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1494154385577110815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1494154385577110815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1494154385577110815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/sea-world.html' title='Sea World!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Lg5Xk1yI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wyvh7M5ufI4/s72-c/DSCF0477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-762906224218230581</id><published>2008-08-21T14:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:54:21.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Things First!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I posted about my baby nephew being born, but I haven't put up the pictures of his perfectness. I got to go see him on the Saturday after he was born!! Here he is!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;GRAYSON REED HENRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EdW8uBMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/csdQSfmQwq4/s1600-h/DSCF0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237057950357259458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EdW8uBMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/csdQSfmQwq4/s400/DSCF0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby Face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Ed2_p1gI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KorFk7ObmcE/s1600-h/DSCF0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237057958959502850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3Ed2_p1gI/AAAAAAAAAUU/KorFk7ObmcE/s400/DSCF0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who sleeps like that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237059118202199794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3FhVgpnvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/3KIL1eqOBA0/s400/DSCF0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How sweet!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EeHaXlLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/4VC6_kpOHI0/s1600-h/DSCF0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237057963366519986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EeHaXlLI/AAAAAAAAAUc/4VC6_kpOHI0/s400/DSCF0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EdAjqWqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Hy7Fo225Rcg/s1600-h/DSCF0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237057944346581666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EdAjqWqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Hy7Fo225Rcg/s400/DSCF0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Sunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have more many many more and I have a really fantastic video of him but my computer is being dumb so I will have to post those later! There is a little taste for you though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On another note I had a super fabulous time in San Angelo! It was wonderful seeing my beautiful sister and my brother-in-law! Mostly It was so great to see Ms. Ellie. She is super sweet and just gets bigger and bigger every time I see her! I can't wait to see how wonderful she is as a big sister! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-762906224218230581?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/762906224218230581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=762906224218230581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/762906224218230581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/762906224218230581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-things-first.html' title='First Things First!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SK3EdW8uBMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/csdQSfmQwq4/s72-c/DSCF0433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2372222210879775870</id><published>2008-08-21T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:43:59.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAY FOR MY BRAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>It is now 9:37am on 8/21/2008. I have to take to GRE (if you don't know what it is... it is basically the SAT for graduate school) today. I have taken it once and I did horribly and I just had a horrible experience with it. So now I am trying again. I don't really feel that much more prepared for it but I suppose I will have to do the best I can. I need this test score so I can apply to Physical Therapy School. Not only do I need it to get in I NEED it to be a good score. Anyway, just keep me in your prayers today around 12:00 noon. I will need all the help I can get!! I am not so good at these standardized tests.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. Now that I have all of this studying out of the way I PROMISE to post my pictures of my baby nephew and the pictures from my San Antonio trip. &lt;em&gt;Sorry it took so long!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2372222210879775870?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2372222210879775870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2372222210879775870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2372222210879775870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2372222210879775870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/pray-for-my-brain.html' title='PRAY FOR MY BRAIN!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7167666999043051123</id><published>2008-08-17T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:27:19.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much to come!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have so many pictures and so many stories but I am just really too pooped right now. I just got back (well I take that back we got back at 1:45ish) from San Antonio. I just don't have the energy to post right now I will post later!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7167666999043051123?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7167666999043051123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7167666999043051123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7167666999043051123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7167666999043051123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-to-come.html' title='So Much to come!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1268109208890728068</id><published>2008-08-07T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:55:31.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Perfect!!</title><content type='html'>I would like to present to you Grayson Reed Henry! He was 8 pounds 9 ounces and 21 inches long. He is so perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJtEr8ighBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/v4Y-ablEPgg/s1600-h/Grayson+Reed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231850913896891410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJtEr8ighBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/v4Y-ablEPgg/s400/Grayson+Reed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1268109208890728068?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1268109208890728068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1268109208890728068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1268109208890728068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1268109208890728068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-perfect.html' title='How Perfect!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJtEr8ighBI/AAAAAAAAAT8/v4Y-ablEPgg/s72-c/Grayson+Reed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1132189216147476823</id><published>2008-08-07T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:59:15.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Nephew</title><content type='html'>This morning my sister was induced. The last update I got was that at about 9:00am she was dilated to a 4 and contractions were coming. So when I just got home from school not even 5 min. ago I called my mom (who is with my sister in the hospital) to ask her something. She picked up and quickly said "I can't talk right now he was just born." And there was a sweet little baby cry in the back round. How's that for timing!!!! :) I'm so excited to see my baby nephew!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Grayson Reed Henry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1132189216147476823?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1132189216147476823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1132189216147476823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1132189216147476823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1132189216147476823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby-nephew.html' title='My Baby Nephew'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-9108964242980888609</id><published>2008-08-02T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:49:30.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish School Would Just POOF and Go Away!!!</title><content type='html'>I have four tests next week. One on Monday one on Tuesday one on Thursday and one on Friday. Why me lord why? I'm so tired already and now I have to fit in all of that studying.YUCK-O! Well anyway. I must go and read some of my millions of pages I have to read. I will keep you posted. For now I cannot avoid reading any longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-9108964242980888609?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/9108964242980888609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=9108964242980888609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9108964242980888609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9108964242980888609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wish-school-would-just-poof-and-go.html' title='I Wish School Would Just POOF and Go Away!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6244962797671930470</id><published>2008-08-01T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:44:59.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday! (Yesterday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJM872JWsbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CDCPNrNOHGY/s1600-h/happy+birthday+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590591151976882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJM872JWsbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CDCPNrNOHGY/s400/happy+birthday+candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJM872JWsbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CDCPNrNOHGY/s1600-h/happy+birthday+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJM872JWsbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CDCPNrNOHGY/s1600-h/happy+birthday+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know I am the worst fiance ever... Yesterday was Taylor's birthday. I didn't forget it I just forget to blog about it. Anyway, I had school yesterday morning and afternoon and he had work but then after that we went over to his mamma's house and had some yummy chicken, mashed potatoes, and baked beans with brownie sundaes for dessert! Then we went to go see The new batman movie together. It was awesome! Totally twisted and kinda dark but awesome! So happy birthday Ace! I love you very much and I'm so happy you are mine!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6244962797671930470?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6244962797671930470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6244962797671930470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6244962797671930470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6244962797671930470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-yesterday.html' title='Happy Birthday! (Yesterday)'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SJM872JWsbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/CDCPNrNOHGY/s72-c/happy+birthday+candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-5841288012001441017</id><published>2008-07-30T16:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:05:40.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day</title><content type='html'>Today is the lastday in my apartment. By tonight I will be packed and everything will be gone except my bedding. In the morning I will ball that up and throw it in the car and turn in my keys. Then when I get out of school tomorrow I will drive back to Plano to my momma's house where I will be staying until I get married. I am actually really excited to move in with my mom. I think it will be very good for the both of us. It will give me a break from paying rent and possibly allow me to get ahead of my money. And I think it will be good for my mom to have someone around that she can ask to help out and will actually do it without protest. Now I am sure I will have my moments but I now know what it takes to keep up a whole house so to just have to do part of it will be a break for me! But with this excitement does come some saddness of leaving my apartment. I lived here for 2 years and it was my very first apartment to ever live in. Sure there have been times when living here wasn't very fun but over all me and my roomates had lots of fun. Well normally they had more fun than I did since I wasn't being funded but we really did have some good times. Plus it was my first on my own pay for yourself place and I think it was a good apartment for that. Anyway, as most of you know I am completely emotional about everything. So I sit here in my almost completely empty apartment and I am sad that I have to go, but I know that what lies ahead will be wonderful too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-5841288012001441017?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/5841288012001441017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=5841288012001441017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5841288012001441017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5841288012001441017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-day.html' title='The last day'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8442969395995879823</id><published>2008-07-23T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:11:27.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed with siblings</title><content type='html'>I was walking to my class yesterday at 7:15am and for some reason I started thinking about how I am completely blessed by my siblings. This is one of those things that you are completely aware of at all times but you don't really ever express it because you assume that they already know. But lately I have had the feeling of being very distant from my siblings. My sister recently was in town and we went to the mall and just got to be sisters for a day and I think that is what has sparked my feelings of being distant. Anyway so I decided to let you guys know why I am blessed by my siblings. (By siblings I also mean my siblings-in-law).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah- Sarah is my older sister. She is someone that I have looked up to my whole life because of how strong of a woman she is. She has a way of standing up for what she thinks is right and doing what she knows is right and still keeps everyone else happy at the same time. She has a very giving and kind heart and always knows how to make you feel special. In the past two years I have had more of a reason to look up to her for how great of a mother she is. She is very patient and laid back with her children. She is very wise and they will learn a lot from her as they grow into wonderful people. Sarah's faith in the lord is something to be jealous of. She stands tall and strong next to her heavenly father and never falters from him. My sister is one of the most well rounded and loving people you will ever meet. I am extremely blessed that I have her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon- Landon is my brother-in-law. He is a wonderful person to just sit and talk to. He knows so much about so many things. The best part is that he is never judgmental. He has so many things in his life that are going in the right direction but no matter what direction your life is going in he is simply there to listen and help guide you to where you need to be. No judgemental questions or comments. He cares so much for the people he is surrounded by and puts his heart into them. He is Sarah's husband so I have also had the privilege to watch him parent. He has so much to offer his children. He will be there with open arms for them no matter what. They will have a rock to hold them all of their life because he will always be there. He has a way of showing his love to his children that they will always cherish. His faith in the lord is deeper than anyone may ever truly know. You can just see how the lord has blessed him and how humble he truly is. I am extremely blessed that I have him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott- Scott is my older brother. He is someone else I have looked up to my whole life. He is so confident in who he is and where he wants to go in his life. There is nothing that can hold him back. I have always been envious of how much of a gentlemen Scott is. He is has the ability to be surrounded by people who are selfish and have no interest in others, and still care for them and show them love in stride. Like there is no reason not to care and love for them. He holds himself high and so just being around him makes you stand tall and proud. He is extremely smart. Just having a simple conversation with him you can tell that he embraces knowledge and he is just blessed with intelligence. He is one of the most graceful with his faith. He constantly is setting the example that the Lord put him on the earth to set, but in a very soft way. He doesn't push anything on anyone they simply want to be closer to the Lord because they know that is where he gets his peace and happiness from. He is so positive and there little that can make him falter. I am extremely blessed that I have him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly- Kelly is my sister-in-law.  She has been in my life since my freshmen year in college. She is someone that you just want to label as perfect. She has a way of putting everyone before herself but still keeps herself very well put together. She loves everyone no matter what walk of life they come from. She is someone you want to just learn from. She has so much to offer anyone, and all you have to do is ask and offer she will. She embraces everyone she meets to the fullest. She has an tremendously caring heart. She is so sweet and loving in everything she does. She is also very close with the Lord. This is why she is so confident in who she is and where she is going in this world. She embraces the Lord with everything she has, and you can see that from just being around her and watching the way she works. She is secure in her relationship with the Lord and has no problem sharing that with you. She is one of the most uplifting people to be around, and after being around her you just want to go and make yourself better. I am extremely blessed that I have her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis- Travis is my little brother. He is my weak spot. If there was anything that would hurt me it would be if something happened to Travis. He is someone who has so much potential. He has endured so much is his life already that has made him very strong. He is someone that I wish I could just let him see how wonderful he is. He cares very much about the people around him even if he thinks he is to cool to show it sometimes. He is unbelievably smart. He may not always think he is but if he really puts his mind to anything is will be done almost perfectly. He has so much to offer this world and in time I know he will. I wish I could give him the world because he deserves it. He holds the Lord close and I know that will prove to be the best for him. I love to be around Travis because he is so fun and sweet. He can always bring a smile to my face. I am extremely blessed that I have him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear siblings,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all know how much I really do love you. I am not always the best with putting my feelings into words, so I did the best I could. I will forever cherish every single one of you because of how unique each of you are. You will never know how much all of you have touched and shaped my life and I will forever be thankful for that. Thank you for always being there for me without question, and I hope one day to return the favor. I cannot explain how blessed I am, and I know the Lord put each of you in my life for very specific reasons. I love you all and I forever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8442969395995879823?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8442969395995879823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8442969395995879823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8442969395995879823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8442969395995879823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/blessed-with-siblings.html' title='Blessed with siblings'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8368444030801623689</id><published>2008-07-21T14:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:14:09.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bittersweet day</title><content type='html'>So I got two test grades back today and I WISH I could tell you that they both were just great...  but unfortunately only one was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my Probability and Statistics test I got a 95%!!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;On my Anatomy test I did not..... I'm so sad about my Anatomy test that I can't even get excited about my 95% on my other test. Curse you Anatomy and Physiology!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8368444030801623689?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8368444030801623689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8368444030801623689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8368444030801623689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8368444030801623689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/bittersweet-day.html' title='A Bittersweet day'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-9028772661637194876</id><published>2008-07-20T20:07:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:13:55.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Hoop Champ... Or something like that....</title><content type='html'>So on my last post I talked about the Wii Fit... Well we made Kyla a profile so she can play with it to and we let her try the Hula Hoop one, and lets just say she is NOT going to be a Hula Hoop Champion any time soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-60560c73ddb44001" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D60560c73ddb44001%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D772E0CCB5828134E98AF2DB28BE602C74ECE39EF.83ED4FF81797C27B9E86A45628125418BDE00731%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60560c73ddb44001%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Eg7sc3Lj7zR0P45VLqHoeu4c4E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D60560c73ddb44001%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331543855%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D772E0CCB5828134E98AF2DB28BE602C74ECE39EF.83ED4FF81797C27B9E86A45628125418BDE00731%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60560c73ddb44001%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_Eg7sc3Lj7zR0P45VLqHoeu4c4E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SIPmxzr1oeI/AAAAAAAAATk/UFCg9W4db9s/s1600-h/DSCF0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225273736041964002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SIPmxzr1oeI/AAAAAAAAATk/UFCg9W4db9s/s400/DSCF0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                This is our FamWii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha Ha! I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SIPwGUgizoI/AAAAAAAAATs/JZnJPq9lml0/s1600-h/DSCF0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225283984054996610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SIPwGUgizoI/AAAAAAAAATs/JZnJPq9lml0/s400/DSCF0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taylor was doing Lunges on the Wii Fit and Kyla just stood up and got behind him and started doing them with him. How Sweet is that?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-9028772661637194876?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=60560c73ddb44001&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/9028772661637194876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=9028772661637194876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9028772661637194876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/9028772661637194876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/hula-hoop-champ-or-something-like-that.html' title='Hula Hoop Champ... Or something like that....'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SIPmxzr1oeI/AAAAAAAAATk/UFCg9W4db9s/s72-c/DSCF0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6822271551673502896</id><published>2008-07-19T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:26:03.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit</title><content type='html'>Ok if any of you know my fiance you know he is a big video gamer. You might also know that I am not a big fan of video games, especially if played for hours and hours on end. Since we have been together we have, however, found a gaming system that we do enjoy to play together. The Wii. It combines video games (which Taylor loves) with being active and constantly moving (which I love). But now Wii has out done itself. I loved bowling and playing tennis and dodge ball and all the games that we can play on the Wii. Now they have put out the Wii Fit. You may have heard of this great system. It comes with a balance board and there are many things you can do from yoga to balance games to strength exercises. Since I heard it was coming out I told Taylor I wanted one, he was like yeah ok. So for his birthday (July 31st) I got him one. But I could not wait to open it so I gave it to him early and we have been playing with it. Which brings me to why I am posting. I have never been so sore in my life. The game kicks your butt! I mean it is awesome because you workout in your own house and you have an instructor reminding you to breath and keep your center of balance. The thing that I think is totally awesome about it is that it doesn't let you go on to more advanced things or more reps of things until you have mastered the beginners version. Also, it takes your weight and your BMI (Body Mass Index which takes your weight and your height and tells you if for your height if your weight puts you in a normal body composition range, a over weight body composition range, and an obese body composition range.) and depending on where you are in that range it helps you set a goal to lose X amount of pounds in either 2 weeks or a month and it helps you track it. Everyday you work out you take a body test and it keeps a graph of your progress! It is like the coolest thing EVER! If you have a Wii you HAVE TO GET IT! I cannot believe that a video game it so freaking cool. I love love love love love love love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6822271551673502896?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6822271551673502896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6822271551673502896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6822271551673502896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6822271551673502896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/wii-fit.html' title='Wii Fit'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2849898198534191364</id><published>2008-07-16T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:19:50.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficulties</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is something that I struggle with a lot and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have issue with it when the ones I love have to face it but in truth....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Difficulties are aways there. They are a part of life. And it is good they are there, otherwise there would be no growth. Difficulties are challenges. They provoke you to work, to think, to find ways to overcome them. The very effort is essential. So always take difficulties as blessings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is a hard thing to do but sometimes the result will take you to somewhere so much better! Keep your prayers flowing and your chin up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2849898198534191364?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2849898198534191364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2849898198534191364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2849898198534191364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2849898198534191364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/difficulties.html' title='Difficulties'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-5233102140122248078</id><published>2008-07-15T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:16:52.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Presidents</title><content type='html'>I hate money. It is the cause of too many horrible things. I mean it might be possible that I would like it more if I wasn't constantly struggling to have enough but truly I still think I would hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-5233102140122248078?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/5233102140122248078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=5233102140122248078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5233102140122248078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5233102140122248078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/dead-presidents.html' title='Dead Presidents'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2461354736649165773</id><published>2008-07-15T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:31:01.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Target</title><content type='html'>I have found that when I go Super Target just to get one or two things I ALWAYS end up there for at least an hour and ALWAYS end up with more than two things. I just went to get a new planner for school because my current planner ends in August. So I went and I ended up spending $72.00 and I didn't even get a planner! Totally ridiculous! Another thing that I think is funny about Super Target is that for some reason I always end up having a very emotional trip when I go there... I think it is because there is so much there and it just hits every aspect of my life.&lt;br /&gt;For example I was just there and these are some of the feelings I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I find it sad that there is now specific cards for support for those suffering from breast cancer. Don't get me wrong that is great but that means that the relevance of breast cancer is so great that there is a demand for such cards. This makes me sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not sure why but I get very emotional about my sister having children. (I don't know if it is just her or if it will be any of my siblings but Sarah is the only one with children so this is my only experience of it.) anytime I am looking at something for them or her while she is pregnant or anything like that I always cry. So I am sitting in the middle of Super Target looking at a card to give her for her baby shower present and I am like bawling crying at every card I read. I am just so thankful that she is my sister and her children are very lucky to have her as a mom, that i just get super emotional about it I guess.. but it always happens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then from the card section I went to the club wed section and was looking at some Wedding invitations that you can print yourself and I got super excited for my wedding day. I just cannot wait to be married and be a wife!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then I went looking for a planner and they have like 2 and they are either the size of me or a pocket size one that you can fit a three letter word on each day. Totally annoyed!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And then I proceed to the check-out and the lady scans my stuff and tells me my total of $72.12. I swipe my debit card. And my mood goes to depressed because I just spent $72.00 when all I needed was a planner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in the Hour and a half that I was at Super Target. I felt sad, thankful, excited, annoyed, and depressed. This cannot be normal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2461354736649165773?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2461354736649165773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2461354736649165773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2461354736649165773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2461354736649165773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-target.html' title='Super Target'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3108811340251495805</id><published>2008-07-14T22:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:05:01.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WaaaAAAALLLLLL-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/nm/20080630/2008_06_30t045328_450x300_us_boxoffice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/nm/20080630/2008_06_30t045328_450x300_us_boxoffice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Taylor and Kyla and I went to go see Wall-E tonight and I LOVED IT!!!! Taylor actually liked it too! And of course Kyla loved it!! It was so cute and of course Pixar never lets me down!! The other thing that I thought was very interesting what the MAJOR messages that it sent. I would talk more about it but I don't want to ruin it for anyone who hasn't seen it yet. But the big messages were very surprising to me for a kids movie. But I LOVED IT JUST THE SAME! In fact I think it might &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.aintitcool.com/images2007/WallESpacePic.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://manarisms.wordpress.com/2008/07/01/wall-e-2/&amp;amp;h=4333&amp;amp;w=4363&amp;amp;sz=2121&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=9&amp;amp;tbnid=seL8EFHBola_ZM:&amp;amp;tbnh=149&amp;amp;tbnw=150&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DWall-E%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26safe%3Doff%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have made me like it more! So if you haven't seen it GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/features/wall_e/wall-e_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3108811340251495805?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3108811340251495805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3108811340251495805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3108811340251495805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3108811340251495805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/waaaaaaallllll-e.html' title='WaaaAAAALLLLLL-E'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8781272039525757120</id><published>2008-07-14T01:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:57:03.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Break</title><content type='html'>Yes your read the time stamp correctly. It is almost 2:00 in the morning. I am up and studying for my Anatomy Lab test that I have tomorrow. I really hate to study... Mostly all it does is make my back hurt a whole whole lot and I get bored of looking at the same thing so I always end up doing something that has NOTHING to do with what I am supposed to be studying for. (i.e. Blogging) So mostly I end up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cramming&lt;/span&gt; right before my test. Somehow I seem to pull it off most of the time but one of these days (Physical Therapy School) I am not going to be able to do this and I am gonna fail miserably. But until such a day I will with out a doubt study by cramming right before my test. Because I can get away with it... So I guess I will go and try to continue studying since time is a factor at this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8781272039525757120?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8781272039525757120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8781272039525757120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8781272039525757120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8781272039525757120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/study-break.html' title='Study Break'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6612367120017755076</id><published>2008-07-11T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:52:25.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free slurpee</title><content type='html'>So today is July 11th.... which if you write that in numbers the date is 7-11. Yes like the gas station that sells slurpees. And on this very day they give away free slurpees. So I had a thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my wedding is 7-11-2009 do you think we could just have my reception be that we go to  7-11 and get free slurpees? I think it would ROCK! Anyway I'm just saying I think it would be totally wonderful!!!! Just a thought!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6612367120017755076?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6612367120017755076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6612367120017755076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6612367120017755076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6612367120017755076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/free-slurpee.html' title='Free slurpee'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2155364321342862397</id><published>2008-07-11T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:38:03.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Count Down Begins!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today officially marks ONE YEAR until my Wedding! I am so excited and I just can't wait. I know that for some ONE YEAR might seem like a long time but I'm sure that in this case ONE YEAR will come very quickly and I am very excited!!! According to my many checklists this month I have to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure to insure my engagement ring (Done!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start interviewing caterers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scout out reception sites (IN THE PROCESS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start looking for an officiant who suits my style and spirit &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Book my reception site as soon as i see something I love and that's available on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;July 11, 2009!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I am having an engagement party I should be setting a date, drafting a guest list, and purchasing my invitations. (I thought people were supposed to plans that for me...... WHATEVER!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Begin working on a preliminary wedding guest list and decide on my wedding's approximate size. (DONE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get organized! Start a notebook/file folder to house all your wedding-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;planning&lt;/span&gt; paperwork in one place. (DONE!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choose your bridesmaids/groomsmen and ask them to be in the wedding party (DONE!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've already started or completed most. I am so ahead of myself I don't even know it! Anyway I am super excited and I can't wait to be married to the most wonderful man in the world Taylor Long! As for now, I will continue to check things off my list. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO BE MRS. LONG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2155364321342862397?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2155364321342862397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2155364321342862397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2155364321342862397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2155364321342862397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-count-down-begins.html' title='And the Count Down Begins!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3786630227130655028</id><published>2008-07-10T16:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:09:32.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I USED to love Texas heat...</title><content type='html'>Until the air conditioner in my car stopped working. This happened about 2 weeks ago and I thought maybe it would just start working again. But it hasn't. It is AWFUL! I can't get in my car and go somewhere without having to take a shower when I reach my destination. It is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt; and very HOT! Would anyone like to donate their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;air conditioner&lt;/span&gt; to me? If so please contact me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3786630227130655028?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3786630227130655028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3786630227130655028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3786630227130655028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3786630227130655028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-used-to-love-texas-heat.html' title='I USED to love Texas heat...'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-529911601424054083</id><published>2008-07-09T16:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:06:44.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you to the moon and back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SHUyafHaa1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/IYaKCtaItTs/s1600-h/tothemoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221134773616536402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SHUyafHaa1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/IYaKCtaItTs/s400/tothemoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cute is this necklace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got it for Kyla, and there is a book that has that saying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the end and it always makes me cry. I got it from coolmompicks.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which I found on my sisters blog. Anyway, I LOVE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-529911601424054083?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/529911601424054083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=529911601424054083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/529911601424054083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/529911601424054083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-you-to-moon-and-back.html' title='I love you to the moon and back'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SHUyafHaa1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/IYaKCtaItTs/s72-c/tothemoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7830717252032351559</id><published>2008-07-09T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:29:20.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,  your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. Psalms 139:13-16&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7830717252032351559?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7830717252032351559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7830717252032351559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7830717252032351559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7830717252032351559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-you-created-my-inmost-being-you.html' title=''/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4872179793513852802</id><published>2008-07-08T22:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:42:25.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite</title><content type='html'>Does anyone find it weird that my favorite place to cry is in the Shower? Well if you do too bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is. I just took a 30 min shower and just sobbed through the whole thing. Everyone needs a good cry. Next time try it in the shower YOU'LL LOVE IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4872179793513852802?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4872179793513852802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4872179793513852802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4872179793513852802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4872179793513852802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-favorite.html' title='My Favorite'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4856660160799622534</id><published>2008-07-08T14:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:56:50.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Update</title><content type='html'>So the grades for Summer 1 have been posted and I didn't do as well as I had hopped but I suppose it will have to do. In Anatomy and Physiology 1 Lecture I got an A in the Lab I got a B (NOT HAPPY) and then in my Quantitative Analysis in Kinesiology Class I got a B (this is a B I am actually quite proud of. Most people take this class more than once and it is VERY difficult to do well in...). So that's a Summer 1 GPA of 3.43 but an overall Summer GPA of 3.6 so far. Which I guess isn't too horrible.... I just started Summer 2 on Monday and I am taking the second half of Anatomy and Physiology and Elementary Probability and Statistics. It shouldn't be a bad semester. I will keep you posted as things go along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4856660160799622534?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4856660160799622534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4856660160799622534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4856660160799622534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4856660160799622534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-update.html' title='School Update'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2225711122777435795</id><published>2008-07-04T15:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:27:38.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 4th OF JULY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SG6G-wYEwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/afid6-3I8jw/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219257430864871666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SG6G-wYEwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/afid6-3I8jw/s400/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July Everyone!!!!! I hope everyone has a great one and has fun watching fireworks!! Me and my family went to Kaboom town last night and Ellie LOVES LOVES LOVES fireworks! She wanted to go to them!!! She is so CUTE! Anyway HAPPY FOURTH!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2225711122777435795?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2225711122777435795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2225711122777435795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2225711122777435795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2225711122777435795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4-th-of-july-everyone-i-hope.html' title='HAPPY 4th OF JULY!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SG6G-wYEwPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/afid6-3I8jw/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1530400641268627487</id><published>2008-07-02T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:04:03.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World.</title><content type='html'>Well, so if you read my last blog you know my life is very chaotic right now but I do get a little break this weekend. I have my last two tests tomorrow and then I don't have to think about school until Monday. Also, my sweet baby niece Ellie is coming into town with her very pregnant mommy and her daddy. I'm so excited to see them! I miss them so much!! As far as how chaotic my life is, I'm sure it will start up again on Monday because I am taking similar classes during the second summer session. I will do my best to blog more this coming up summer session. I'm sure I can do it if I put my mind to it. :) For now though I must go and study some more for my tests tomorrow. I will be sure to blog my grades once they are posted. Wish  me LUCK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1530400641268627487?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1530400641268627487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1530400641268627487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1530400641268627487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1530400641268627487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-world.html' title='Hello World.'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7159394513757575165</id><published>2008-06-24T15:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:31:54.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In over my head!</title><content type='html'>I am aware that I have not posted on here in 20 days almost. This is because I am in Summer School and I am taking two really really really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hard classes and they are kicking my tail! I have lots to post and I always think about stuff I could post but I just have no time. Right not I am finishing eating and then I am off to the library to study they night away for my Quantitative Analysis class. FUN! So I apologize for being the worst blogger ever but I am in over my head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7159394513757575165?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7159394513757575165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7159394513757575165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7159394513757575165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7159394513757575165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-over-my-head.html' title='In over my head!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1151410614033822418</id><published>2008-06-05T17:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:21:41.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers by Laura</title><content type='html'>So as most of you might know my mother is very talented with flowers and making arrangements. I however did NOT inherit that gene. When I put flowers in a vase and truly try to arrange them to look pretty, it ends up looking like poop. So on Monday of this week Taylor and I cooked for my mom, Travis, Scott, and Kelly and I thought it would be fun to get flowers for in the middle of the table. So I got some spider mums and I actually made them look good! I was so proud. I am pretty sure I asked my mom like 5 times if she liked my flowers and if I did a good job! Anyway I was so proud I thought I would share it with the world! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl4yHOq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/H3kti-G6_xQ/s1600-h/DSCF0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208524995253152690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl4yHOq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/H3kti-G6_xQ/s400/DSCF0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl5Fy_c2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/l3YAoczMb94/s1600-h/DSCF0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208525000536978274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl5Fy_c2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/l3YAoczMb94/s400/DSCF0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl5Xs0h_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/UNqfZNz3LB0/s1600-h/DSCF0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208525005342935026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl5Xs0h_I/AAAAAAAAAOI/UNqfZNz3LB0/s400/DSCF0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1151410614033822418?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1151410614033822418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1151410614033822418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1151410614033822418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1151410614033822418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/06/flowers-by-laura.html' title='Flowers by Laura'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SEhl4yHOq7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/H3kti-G6_xQ/s72-c/DSCF0359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1916108982212195489</id><published>2008-05-17T18:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:29:09.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was Kyla's "Big Show". She was perfect! She was good! She was BEAUTIFUL! She was everything!!!! I never knew such a little person could be so amazing! I had the time of my life getting her ready and doing her hair and make-up for her. She loved it to!!!! Today was a great day so here are some pictures for you to enjoy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s1600-h/DSCF0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497712139517666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s400/DSCF0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umEgVPqI/AAAAAAAAALg/-StPYGWZYhA/s1600-h/DSCF0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umkgVPrI/AAAAAAAAALo/-RNHI3VtupY/s1600-h/DSCF0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What it takes to get a beautiful little girl stage ready.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vnkgVPvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_4S5c41nfL8/s1600-h/DSCF0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498820241080050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vnkgVPvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_4S5c41nfL8/s400/DSCF0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umkgVPrI/AAAAAAAAALo/-RNHI3VtupY/s1600-h/DSCF0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497703549583026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umkgVPrI/AAAAAAAAALo/-RNHI3VtupY/s400/DSCF0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey costume STILL hanging upside down to make sure it is good and fluffy!! (It was upside down for a week straight...... VERY FLUFFY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s1600-h/DSCF0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umkgVPsI/AAAAAAAAALw/bREpASnTkDQ/s1600-h/DSCF0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497703549583042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9umkgVPsI/AAAAAAAAALw/bREpASnTkDQ/s400/DSCF0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her bow on the back (I tied it and frankly I'm very proud that it looked that cute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9um0gVPtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xQXrVDMAgYU/s1600-h/DSCF0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201497707844550354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9um0gVPtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xQXrVDMAgYU/s400/DSCF0338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Costume!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9voEgVPxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Xtz2rOOMAKs/s1600-h/DSCF0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498828831014674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9voEgVPxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Xtz2rOOMAKs/s400/DSCF0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s1600-h/DSCF0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My beautiful little girl! (She is gonna be TROUBLE when she gets older!!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9voUgVPyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lSJFwOCI_2w/s1600-h/DSCF0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498833125981986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9voUgVPyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lSJFwOCI_2w/s400/DSCF0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And again! Even more beautiful than before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vn0gVPwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YXH-AkeCppw/s1600-h/DSCF0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498824536047362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vn0gVPwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YXH-AkeCppw/s400/DSCF0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s1600-h/DSCF0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is the view I had the whole way to the recital. (It almost made me cry like at least four different times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vokgVPzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/JBWiuWwmRFY/s1600-h/DSCF0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201498837420949298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vokgVPzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/JBWiuWwmRFY/s400/DSCF0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My princess and my prince charming!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqkgVP7I/AAAAAAAAANo/B9tNVLZwuKs/s1600-h/DSCF0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9vn0gVPwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YXH-AkeCppw/s1600-h/DSCF0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the pictures of her dancing and they are all really fuzzy and NOT clear at all Sorry.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wI0gVP4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/uq3svwmqseM/s1600-h/DSCF0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499391471730562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wI0gVP4I/AAAAAAAAANQ/uq3svwmqseM/s400/DSCF0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her twirl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wIUgVP2I/AAAAAAAAANA/Fn1NfyfEskg/s1600-h/DSCF0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499382881795938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wIUgVP2I/AAAAAAAAANA/Fn1NfyfEskg/s400/DSCF0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her and the other girls in her class. There is one more to Kyla's left but I couldn't get her in the picture... I did the best I could!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wH0gVP0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Il0JgdxI25E/s1600-h/DSCF0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499374291861314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wH0gVP0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Il0JgdxI25E/s400/DSCF0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best I could do to get a picture of her with her face. (Her teacher was off stage to the right we sat all the way to the left... How smart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wH0gVP0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Il0JgdxI25E/s1600-h/DSCF0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499966997348258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s400/DSCF0357(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqUgVP6I/AAAAAAAAANg/mvEkuhGcV8g/s1600-h/DSCF0357(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9wqkgVP7I/AAAAAAAAANo/B9tNVLZwuKs/s1600-h/DSCF0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC-FaUgVP8I/AAAAAAAAANw/cCGmvC7tiOY/s1600-h/DSCF0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201522781863624642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC-FaUgVP8I/AAAAAAAAANw/cCGmvC7tiOY/s400/DSCF0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The star of the show with her pretty flowers! She did a PHENOMENAL job!!! Taylor and I are so proud of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1916108982212195489?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1916108982212195489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1916108982212195489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1916108982212195489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1916108982212195489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/tiny-dancer.html' title='Tiny Dancer'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/SC9unEgVPuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/z2z4cOINLMo/s72-c/DSCF0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7284611647707386882</id><published>2008-05-08T18:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:33:13.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Parent Teacher Conference</title><content type='html'>So I went to Kyla's Parent teacher conference today. Taylor couldn't go so because he had to work so I went with Jenifer (Taylor's ex-wife). And to be expected she had the highest mark possible on everything!!! She is so smart and outgoing and wonderful!!! So the teacher has suggested Kyla going to Kindergarten next year and just skipping over Pre-K. The issue here is that if we decided to put her in kindergarten next year when she graduates high school she will only be 17 years old for 3 months... But the other side is that both Taylor and Jenifer are really smart and when they were in school they got bored and got themselves into trouble because the academics weren't challenging them enough so being that she is their child she might fall into the same problems. I personally think that it will be best for her to go to Kindergarten next year because I don't think that is will be that bad for her to be at the young end of her class. Jenifer tends to agree I think and is looking into see what she needs to do to get Ky in for next year. Anyway I just think it was very cool to go and see what all she does at school and to have how extremely intelligent she is reaffirmed!!! I'm such a proud momma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**side note** When I came in the teacher shook my hand and asked me how I fit into the equation and I told her that I was engaged to Kyla's dad and Jenifer said yeah she is gonna be Kyla's step mom and then quickly added even though she will never be referred to as a step mom. :) I thought that was kind of cool.... Jenifer and I have taken a lot of really good steps lately! Just thought I would let you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7284611647707386882?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7284611647707386882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7284611647707386882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7284611647707386882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7284611647707386882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-parent-teacher-conference.html' title='My First Parent Teacher Conference'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7804202338431896170</id><published>2008-05-08T06:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:39:40.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3.785 here I come</title><content type='html'>So I officially have and A in every class for this semester except my Psychology class which I got my B!!! (reference 160 pages blog) and my Motor Development class which is what I am doing up at 6:30 in the morning studying for. I have to get an 86 to get an A and it should be pretty easy to do, so I will say in advance 3.785 GPA for Spring semester 2008 here I come. (One of these days I'm gonna get a 4.0 you just wait.) I have been so close so many times it makes me so mad!! I just want to do it once! Anyway I am pretty happy for this semester it was kind of a hard one so I GUESS I can be content with a 3.785!! Wish me luck on my LAST final at 1:30 today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7804202338431896170?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7804202338431896170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7804202338431896170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7804202338431896170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7804202338431896170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/3785-here-i-come.html' title='3.785 here I come'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1768005512466658258</id><published>2008-05-06T07:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:41:41.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>160 Pages!!!</title><content type='html'>That's right this girl, Laura Cannon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Piland&lt;/span&gt;, read 160 pages of her text book that is all 5 chapters she had to read for her Psychology final she has today. Some of you may be thinking um so your a Senior in college and you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rejoicing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; 160 pages? But in reality I think I might have read 160 over my whole 22 years of life up until now.. and that might even be a stretch. I really need to do well on this final and I told myself that the only way it is going to happen is if I read. I didn't do so hot on the first two tests in this class and I only missed one class all semester &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of a migraine so obviously just attending lecture isn't enough. So I said to myself, Laura your gonna HAVE to read if you want a B in this class(an A is unattainable at this point). So I DID. I READ EVERY LAST WORD OF ALL FIVE CHAPTERS. I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;Now hopefully it will pay off because if it doesn't make a difference in my test score I may never read again because, I am not gonna lie, 160 pages is &lt;strong&gt;PAINFUL&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1768005512466658258?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1768005512466658258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1768005512466658258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1768005512466658258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1768005512466658258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/160-pages.html' title='160 Pages!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1058623672904617008</id><published>2008-05-03T23:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:42:24.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School is depresing me!</title><content type='html'>I am FREAKING OUT about Physical Therapy School. I am just really worried that I am not going to be able to get it. I really didn't do well the first like 4 semesters of my college carrer and I am absolutely paying for it now in stress levels that are off the charts. I just wish it was December so I would know if I was going to PT school or not. I am tired of this anxious feeling (and I haven't even applied yet.....) and I just want to know if I should be happy or sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1058623672904617008?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1058623672904617008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1058623672904617008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1058623672904617008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1058623672904617008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/school-is-depresing-me.html' title='School is depresing me!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1938215141969640264</id><published>2008-05-03T23:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:47:20.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>Kyla is sick with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Croups&lt;/span&gt; Cough. I was taking her to school on Wednesday morning and she was coughing a lot. Now, she does have the morning crud thing normally so I thought maybe it was that but the cough was very raspy. So I called Jenifer (her mother) and just gave her a heads up that she was coughing and the school might be giving her a call later.... Well, probably and hour and a half later she called and told me she was going to pick her up from school because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ashland&lt;/span&gt; (one of Ky's friends) mom had just called to tell her that they had just left the hospital because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ashland&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Croups&lt;/span&gt; Cough. So then Thursday Ky woke up with a high fever and they went to the doctor and believe it or not she had it. So we didn't go to dance this morning so Taylor and I took her a get well basket. It had two coloring books, some cookies (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dora&lt;/span&gt;, boots, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hanna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;montana&lt;/span&gt;), some mike and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ikes&lt;/span&gt;, some push up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;popsicles&lt;/span&gt; (rainbow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sherbet&lt;/span&gt; her favorite), some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt;, a care bear movie, a hello kitty movie, a little mermaid water bottle, the "love-a-lot" care bear (because Taylor and I love her a lot), and I found my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; shuffle (which I thought someone in my class stole from me so it was really a fantastic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;) and I put a bunch of kid songs on there for her and gave it to her (we recently went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart together and she picked out this three disc CD set of 150 kid songs and that is what i put on there and i downloaded some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;raffi&lt;/span&gt; songs and they are on there too). Anyway she really liked all of the stuff and it was good to see her. She looks like she is getting better so hopefully she will be back to 100% soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1938215141969640264?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1938215141969640264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1938215141969640264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1938215141969640264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1938215141969640264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/05/poor-baby-girl.html' title='Poor Baby Girl'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-283504304058358165</id><published>2008-04-22T19:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:16:59.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Go Mavs</title><content type='html'>I am sitting on the couch with my lovely Fiance and even though he has suddenly become a non-mavericks fan, we are watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mavs&lt;/span&gt;. He claims that he has had his heart broken too many times by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mavs&lt;/span&gt; and that he can only cheer on one team in the playoffs (he has chosen the stars).So he is not cheering for the Mavericks and only cheering on the Stars. This saddens me because I am die hard Mavericks and my other half has walked away. Oh well for now all I can do is cheer even more for the Mavericks. So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MAVS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;go stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-another point I would like to make is that the stars have had many a heart breaking times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-283504304058358165?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/283504304058358165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=283504304058358165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/283504304058358165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/283504304058358165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-go-mavs.html' title='Ok Go Mavs'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8220168202520809480</id><published>2008-04-19T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:34:07.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck!!</title><content type='html'>I have had  a migraine for 3 days straight. Why me?!?!?!? So my mother gave me the number for a big girl doctor to get some medicine. [That's right I said big girl doctor because for the last 22 yrs. I have been going to my pediatrician :) he he] Anywho.... Hopefully I can get myself some prescription medicine again and my migraines will be much less!! Meanwhile, I sit in my house wishing I could get a head transplant! Anyone wanna donate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8220168202520809480?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8220168202520809480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8220168202520809480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8220168202520809480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8220168202520809480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuck.html' title='Yuck!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1986259856612429184</id><published>2008-04-14T11:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:13:02.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So... I think I have found the one. The one that I will wear on the best day of my life. The one that wil make me the most beautiful woman on earth if only for a few quick moments.The one that will remind me of my vows to the man I love. My wedding dress!!! If you want to see it and are not my fiance please let me know I would love to e-mail you a picture of it!!! I am so excited and I just can't hide it!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1986259856612429184?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1986259856612429184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1986259856612429184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1986259856612429184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1986259856612429184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-excited.html' title='I&apos;M SO EXCITED!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-8977536903075886574</id><published>2008-03-30T10:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:38:24.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who ever thought</title><content type='html'>Who ever thought that  a tennis ball could make your night so much fun. Last night Taylor and I sat in his apartment and threw the tennis ball back and forth and made up different games and challenges like you do when you are a little kid. We had so much fun and we just laughed at eachother the whole time because we are total dorks. It is times like these that I am reminded again why I love him so much. I can be myself and have the time of my life doing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-8977536903075886574?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/8977536903075886574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=8977536903075886574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8977536903075886574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/8977536903075886574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-ever-thought.html' title='Who ever thought'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4111233209266809840</id><published>2008-03-24T08:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:19:10.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Catamaran for the Bride and Groom</title><content type='html'>So I TOTALLY FORGOT to post about my visit to the catamaran. My internet was down that night and then I totally forgot to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS INCREDIBLE! I loved it! The only part that might be a downfall is the amount of people that will actually be able to be on the boat AND be seated for the actual ceremony. There will be lots of room for lots of people for the reception however! The boat is great though and it is going to be so fantastic in July(of '09)! I simply just cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet the captain of the boat and he was very nice and was very interested in my wedding and the things that I wanted to know and what I had to say! I really and truly cannot wait for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am goingto marry the man of my dreams on a fantastic boat! Oh I can't wait I just wish it was tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate I loved the boat and Taylor loved the boat and it was a fantastic I cannot wait!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4111233209266809840?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4111233209266809840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4111233209266809840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4111233209266809840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4111233209266809840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/catamaran-for-bride-and-groom.html' title='A Catamaran for the Bride and Groom'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-4923601718929428688</id><published>2008-03-23T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:46:10.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Just Crack ME UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVuVToSmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/74OCN3IXfnM/s1600-h/DSCF0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133782050687586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVuVToSmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/74OCN3IXfnM/s320/DSCF0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVulToSnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LUEQY3QtTJg/s1600-h/DSCF0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133786345654898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVulToSnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LUEQY3QtTJg/s320/DSCF0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVvFToSoI/AAAAAAAAALA/XWFw1WOsqY8/s1600-h/DSCF0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133794935589506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVvFToSoI/AAAAAAAAALA/XWFw1WOsqY8/s320/DSCF0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-4923601718929428688?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/4923601718929428688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=4923601718929428688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4923601718929428688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/4923601718929428688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-just-crack-me-up.html' title='You Just Crack ME UP!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cVuVToSmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/74OCN3IXfnM/s72-c/DSCF0313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7413994491758648520</id><published>2008-03-23T21:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:36:07.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidewalk Chalk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cR7VToSkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/iZiUo_OSbeg/s1600-h/DSCF0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Kyla and Taylor went out yesterday and we played in the BEAUTIFUL weather!!!!! I got Kyla some sidewalk chalk so we decided to color with it!! Look at all of our pretty pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181127575822944674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cQFFToSaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BLS1O1qYHKM/s320/DSCF0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181127588707846578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cQF1ToSbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/n-EB9w8bxog/s320/DSCF0298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyla's Step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181127601592748498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cQGlToSdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bRNYFG0_kvg/s320/DSCF0302.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Our Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181127610182683106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cQHFToSeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/awR2KsRuths/s320/DSCF0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My Name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181129126306138610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cRfVToSfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5B9wCJmcnos/s320/DSCF0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Taylor's Step&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181129139191040514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cRgFToSgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/H8N3_3brZU8/s320/DSCF0304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kyla next to the flower I drew for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181129147780975122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cRglToShI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TyP9jr1dvkQ/s320/DSCF0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me next to the picture of me that Kyla drew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181129156370909730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R-cRhFToSiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8-rN5Vx1BnQ/s320/DSCF0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My picture of Kyla (the left one) and Taylor (the right one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AND.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We drew a hop-scotch and this is video of Kyla doing it. 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I didn't get to spend NEARLY enough time with them but I did get to see them just the same. I must say that I have missed thier company greatly! Ellie has gotten HUGE and makes this hilarious gasping sound anytime she sees anything she thinks is remotely interesting. Sarah's belly is showing and Landon is just the same! I am glad we got to hang out for a little bit this weekend I hope you guys had fun! Don't stay away for too long I miss you very much! I love you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-328984442568130741?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/328984442568130741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=328984442568130741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/328984442568130741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/328984442568130741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/henry-family.html' title='The Henry Family'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-5796280456821851227</id><published>2008-03-17T22:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:59:03.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day!</title><content type='html'>Kyla was very concerned that "Patrick" was going to pinch her if she didn't wear green....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989rW_6lvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZjqHS4wRUg4/s1600-h/DSCF0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178925911616689906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989rW_6lvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZjqHS4wRUg4/s320/DSCF0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989rm_6lwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oEGF_IrvbmE/s1600-h/DSCF0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178925915911657218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989rm_6lwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oEGF_IrvbmE/s320/DSCF0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989r2_6lxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gUprxm1yPSY/s1600-h/DSCF0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178925920206624530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989r2_6lxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gUprxm1yPSY/s320/DSCF0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989sG_6lyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/r2XxSw8WQa8/s1600-h/DSCF0291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178925924501591842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989sG_6lyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/r2XxSw8WQa8/s320/DSCF0291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989sW_6lzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LmVbPQY1D4E/s1600-h/DSCF0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178925928796559154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989sW_6lzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LmVbPQY1D4E/s320/DSCF0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-5796280456821851227?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/5796280456821851227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=5796280456821851227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5796280456821851227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5796280456821851227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R989rW_6lvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZjqHS4wRUg4/s72-c/DSCF0286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3379621358186874925</id><published>2008-03-17T22:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:54:45.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EGGS!</title><content type='html'>So this one is a little late my camera died and I kept forgetting to charge the battery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Taylor and I went to my mom's house and since Easter is like a million weeks early we decided to dye some easter eggs. Enjoy our pictures!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987mW_6lqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4AgO1sYEHZM/s1600-h/DSCF0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923626694088354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987mW_6lqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4AgO1sYEHZM/s320/DSCF0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some we dyed (notice the one I made that says "Hoppy Easter")   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987m2_6lrI/AAAAAAAAAII/hzvJaQg7rfo/s1600-h/DSCF0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923635284022962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987m2_6lrI/AAAAAAAAAII/hzvJaQg7rfo/s320/DSCF0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some more eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nG_6lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Eu16dQstxfY/s1600-h/DSCF0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923639578990274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nG_6lsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Eu16dQstxfY/s320/DSCF0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla and my mom's pretty flower egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nW_6ltI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6QfZYo3P0xg/s1600-h/DSCF0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923643873957586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nW_6ltI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6QfZYo3P0xg/s320/DSCF0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'K' is for Kyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nm_6luI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jdrvYr3VGbw/s1600-h/DSCF0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923648168924898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987nm_6luI/AAAAAAAAAIg/jdrvYr3VGbw/s320/DSCF0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The egg on the left was decorated by Kyla for Ginger and the egg on the right is a Dallas Cowboys star for Danny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987IW_6llI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4cMGG5FIo1s/s1600-h/DSCF0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923111298012754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987IW_6llI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4cMGG5FIo1s/s320/DSCF0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyla putting glitter on her B-E-A-UTIFUL eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987I2_6lmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/C4F5dI033Sw/s1600-h/DSCF0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923119887947362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987I2_6lmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/C4F5dI033Sw/s320/DSCF0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gramiesue and Ky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987JG_6lnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/cOsHt6S_qnM/s1600-h/DSCF0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923124182914674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987JG_6lnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/cOsHt6S_qnM/s320/DSCF0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An egg soaking up some color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987JW_6loI/AAAAAAAAAHw/A9PZr9EYQqo/s1600-h/DSCF0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923128477881986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987JW_6loI/AAAAAAAAAHw/A9PZr9EYQqo/s320/DSCF0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chit Chatting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987Jm_6lpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/V3e1Sre_mA8/s1600-h/DSCF0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178923132772849298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987Jm_6lpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/V3e1Sre_mA8/s320/DSCF0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MORE GLITTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3379621358186874925?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3379621358186874925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3379621358186874925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3379621358186874925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3379621358186874925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/eggs.html' title='EGGS!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R987mW_6lqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4AgO1sYEHZM/s72-c/DSCF0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7210559509833115638</id><published>2008-03-11T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:50:11.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first walk</title><content type='html'>Me and Taylor and my mom went on our first training walk tonight. We are all walking in the Breast Cancer 3-day walk this year so we must start training now!! It went well we didn't go to far I would guess maybe like 2 miles or maybe 3 at most but that is a good start for us!! I can't wait to do the walk again this year! It is going to be loads of fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7210559509833115638?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7210559509833115638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7210559509833115638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7210559509833115638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7210559509833115638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-first-walk.html' title='Our first walk'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-2350437862912283972</id><published>2008-03-10T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:41:08.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry is taking over my life!</title><content type='html'>Is it normal for one girl to have 11 loads of laundry and still have a 1/2 full dresser and 3/4 full closet?!?!? I don't know for sure but if I had to guess I would say no... No matter if it is normal or not I still have one more load to put in the washer, one in the washer, and one drying. THEN I will be done with my 11 loads of laundry... I would be ok if I never saw a load of laundry again... :-/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-2350437862912283972?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/2350437862912283972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=2350437862912283972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2350437862912283972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/2350437862912283972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/laundry-is-taking-over-my-life.html' title='Laundry is taking over my life!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-5029387056404390905</id><published>2008-03-10T11:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:02:37.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R9VhLG_6lkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R9tzqymgn5o/s1600-h/Funny+Ky+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176150190217401922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R9VhLG_6lkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R9tzqymgn5o/s320/Funny+Ky+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok so tell me this kid is the funniest kid ever. I was leaving Taylor's house last night after I stopped by for work and I went in Taylor's room to get my phone and Taylor went to the bathroom and Kyla was out in the den and I heard her little voice say "I need to put some shoes on so we can go outside. If you look closely in the background you can see her little white shoes up against the wall and that is what I thought she was referring to but when I came around the corner this is what I saw. :) She is wearing my rain boots!!!! She kills me!!! What made it even funnier is that she tried to walk in them and every step she took she fell down it was hilarious!!! I thought I would just put a little laugh in your day.&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/5089221963792667344-5029387056404390905?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/5029387056404390905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=5029387056404390905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5029387056404390905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/5029387056404390905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R9VhLG_6lkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R9tzqymgn5o/s72-c/Funny+Ky+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-6835522692470419482</id><published>2008-03-10T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:16:50.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been Confirmed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R9VduG_6ljI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Q5L742lpHL4/s1600-h/UNT+EXES.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Laura Cannon Piland have confirmed the fantastic news that I am going to graduate in December!!!! Yep that's right I will be graduated from college in December 2008!!!! I am so far past excited I can't even explain it! I will still have two prerequisite classes I will need to take for Physical Therapy school but I will be graduated from College. I will have a Bachelors Degree! I will be a College Grad! I am so excited. The end of school went from being so far away to within my grasp! I can't wait! Anyway, I thought I would share the great news with you. I will keep you updated when graduation gets closer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-6835522692470419482?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/6835522692470419482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=6835522692470419482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6835522692470419482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/6835522692470419482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-has-been-confirmed.html' title='It has been Confirmed!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-1438016805517321965</id><published>2008-03-03T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:19:19.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's snowing!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am not a fan of coldness at all!!! But I do think it is quite fun to get snow every once in a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYSr0ycTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Suh_rbJuflA/s1600-h/DSCF0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173747887455236402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYSr0ycTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Suh_rbJuflA/s320/DSCF0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYS70ycUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TCCMKLorOZo/s1600-h/DSCF0253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173747891750203714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYS70ycUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TCCMKLorOZo/s320/DSCF0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYTr0ycVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wfBB_-Z00TQ/s1600-h/DSCF0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173747904635105618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYTr0ycVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wfBB_-Z00TQ/s320/DSCF0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173747908930072930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYT70ycWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Sg4HfsIvGEI/s320/DSCF0255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173747917520007538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYUb0ycXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5FZkNkXs0EE/s320/DSCF0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-1438016805517321965?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/1438016805517321965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=1438016805517321965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1438016805517321965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/1438016805517321965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-snowing.html' title='It&apos;s snowing!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R8zYSr0ycTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Suh_rbJuflA/s72-c/DSCF0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-61629444100129311</id><published>2008-02-28T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:22:38.072-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Idea</title><content type='html'>So my mom brought this to mine and Taylor's attention and we think it is pretty cool (and cheap!!) What do you think? I think it would be really cool and it would be a lot easier for family members and friends to come to the wedding. Let me know!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bigdcats.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-61629444100129311?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/61629444100129311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=61629444100129311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/61629444100129311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/61629444100129311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-idea.html' title='New Idea'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-7610576437859715685</id><published>2008-02-26T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:42:57.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>Thank the good Lord above for Family and Friends. Sometimes I feel like I just can't get through something or that the world has just been turned upside down and who is there for me? MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS! I have gone through so much that if you would have asked me 5 years ago if I could go through it all I would have laughed in your face and told you I would just die and that there would be nothing that could pull me through. So when I pray for strength, I think God just laughs and tells me he has already provided that to me through my Family and Friends. I love you guys thank you so much for everything you do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-7610576437859715685?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/7610576437859715685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=7610576437859715685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7610576437859715685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/7610576437859715685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/02/family-and-friends.html' title='Family and Friends'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-3593337673517157837</id><published>2008-02-24T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:35:40.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me the strength Oh Lord!</title><content type='html'>I wish I was young again. I wish things were simple again. I wish life was easy again. I wish I could go through a day without crying again. I wish I didn't understand again. I wish I didn't have to think twice again. I wish I could know the end. Give me the strength Oh Lord to get through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-3593337673517157837?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/3593337673517157837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=3593337673517157837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3593337673517157837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/3593337673517157837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/02/give-me-strength-oh-lord.html' title='Give me the strength Oh Lord!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5089221963792667344.post-955754889787870825</id><published>2008-02-20T10:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:48:46.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go MAVS!!!</title><content type='html'>So if you don't already know I am a HUGE Dallas Mavericks fan and even more a Dirk fan! I do have a complaint however.... I DON'T LIKE JASON KIDD. He's been a Maverick before and he didn't do much what makes anyone think that he is worth all the rest of our team... I am not a fan of this decision!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5089221963792667344-955754889787870825?l=ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/feeds/955754889787870825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5089221963792667344&amp;postID=955754889787870825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/955754889787870825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5089221963792667344/posts/default/955754889787870825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourlongjourney09.blogspot.com/2008/02/go-mavs.html' title='Go MAVS!!!'/><author><name>The Mrs. Long</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680295755684988378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jLFQTNx5eS8/R5FY7Ror3BI/AAAAAAAAACo/e7Xd8mr7jgc/S220/DSCF0070.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
