<?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-2598966600771156728</id><updated>2011-11-30T08:33:50.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Together Forever; NO MATTER WHAT!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3068398518074498500</id><published>2011-04-06T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:29:31.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. realizing that it has been a year since being on my blog, I got on and checked out some of what's been going on in the world of the the people I use to keep up with. This move from Idaho back to Utah has definately been an interesting one. Working full time has been a challenge, but I like my job and that helps. I miss my kiddos a ton, but they are such a huge help and we try harder to enjoy the time we DO get together. Jim is workng a graveyard and I work days. The only time we see eachother is on Friday nights and Saturdays. We are making it work. I finally (after being here for a year and a half) went and got my drivers lisense changed. If all goes well, we will be moving to Smithfield (15 minutes North of Logan) and dig in some roots for a while. This moving thing is for the birds. I've been in the Relief Society Presidency for the past year and it has been a challenge in this ward. Our Bishop when we got here decided he would "self release" himself and now the relief society president who we, (all the other members of the presidecy) have struggled with... she decided that she was moving and didn't tell anyone!! What the heck. Who does that? She didn't even tell the Bishop until he showed up at her house and she was packing. What a joke. So, in a nutshell... we are surviving. Things are going ok. For anyone who reads this, I hope you are well. I hope that life is so good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3068398518074498500?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3068398518074498500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3068398518074498500' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3068398518074498500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3068398518074498500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2011/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6376884193579513048</id><published>2010-04-08T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:57:12.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there all my Idaho falls friends... I'm coming to town and were doing dinner and a move on april 16th.  Let me know if your interested.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6376884193579513048?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6376884193579513048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6376884193579513048' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6376884193579513048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6376884193579513048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-there-all-my-idaho-falls-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1417647985313087148</id><published>2010-02-20T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:48:19.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha ha... My 11 year old still believes in the toothefairy and my 5 year old son thinks she gives wedgies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1417647985313087148?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1417647985313087148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1417647985313087148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1417647985313087148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1417647985313087148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/02/ha-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6255290724758993234</id><published>2010-02-04T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:18:09.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya know... I'm really sick and tired of missing people.  I hate the feeling I get when I check peoples blogs or see what's going on with facebook, I miss my peoples.  On one hand, I am so thankful that Heavenly Father has blessed with so many wonderful people in my life... but on the other, it really sucks to miss every body.  I can be such a sentimental fool some times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So incase you didn' already know...  I MISS YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6255290724758993234?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6255290724758993234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6255290724758993234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6255290724758993234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6255290724758993234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/02/ya-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4614299440319569656</id><published>2010-02-02T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:56:15.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate being in the middle of a situation and knowing that I CAN'T pick sides.  It is so frustrating and awkward and did I mention frustrating.  Especially at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4614299440319569656?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4614299440319569656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4614299440319569656' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4614299440319569656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4614299440319569656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-being-in-middle-of-situation-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5370263346520972642</id><published>2010-01-11T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:27:46.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. this will come as NO surprise to those who really know me.  I totally started a fire in my microwave.  I was cooking some bacon as I have done many times and waaaallllllaaaahhh!  FIRE.  What the heck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5370263346520972642?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5370263346520972642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5370263346520972642' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5370263346520972642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5370263346520972642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4921940267049895287</id><published>2010-01-05T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:55:49.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you have gone private on your blog I need an invite.  I've been off this site for so long that apparently I need an invite to several of your blogs.  If you don't see your name on the "people I know that blog" list, please give me your info.  I'd love to catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4921940267049895287?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4921940267049895287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4921940267049895287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4921940267049895287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4921940267049895287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-have-gone-private-on-your-blog-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-857718123382956396</id><published>2010-01-03T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:15:38.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving at Jim's parents house, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLqUgpxKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bi0oCUN9eHA/s1600-h/DSC03369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422698616763040930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLqUgpxKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bi0oCUN9eHA/s320/DSC03369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLsCnjEdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/X8kiaNmJ9hU/s1600-h/DSC03379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422698646319862226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLsCnjEdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/X8kiaNmJ9hU/s320/DSC03379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLrddMqaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OzzuhnhCB2Q/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422698636344338850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLrddMqaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OzzuhnhCB2Q/s320/DSC03378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLqyG4_MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hOTqE-wJrgY/s1600-h/DSC03374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422698624708050114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLqyG4_MI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hOTqE-wJrgY/s320/DSC03374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FMfW_ofjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tUiqtCO5X6o/s1600-h/DSC03388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422699527962918450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FMfW_ofjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tUiqtCO5X6o/s320/DSC03388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Pictures my sister-in-law Holly took of Jim and I just for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIitEpRTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qYVBvWSEALI/s1600-h/DSC_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422695187382617394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIitEpRTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qYVBvWSEALI/s320/DSC_0703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIh4enUXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_CpUsu-j7Sg/s1600-h/DSC_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422695173264462194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIh4enUXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/_CpUsu-j7Sg/s320/DSC_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIhsaBqhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6kAWxG6AZnY/s1600-h/DSC_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422695170023991826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FIhsaBqhI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6kAWxG6AZnY/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-857718123382956396?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/857718123382956396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=857718123382956396' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/857718123382956396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/857718123382956396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanksgiving-at-jims-parents-house-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/S0FLqUgpxKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bi0oCUN9eHA/s72-c/DSC03369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5129812713776481880</id><published>2010-01-03T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:15:28.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome 2010!  I am extatic that 2009 is over.  I have so many new year resolutions, it's rediculous.  I love the feeling of a new year.  It's  a lot like moving.  It's a great chance to start over and be whoever you want to be. Unfortunately, I have had this opportunity so many times with all of our moves that I'm getting confused as to who I am, who I have been and who I WANT to be.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... for my resolutions: (NOT IN OREDER OF PRIORITY)&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the kind of person that stays on top of things.  I want to say I'll do my visiting teaching and actually do it.  But not just for the numbers... I want to know the sisters I visit teach and be their friend. I want to know their needs and help them however I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better wife.  I don't ever want my husband to doubt that he is my world.  I want him to know that I am proud of him and happy to call myself his eternal companion.  I want us to laugh together more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better mother.  I want to work on not getting upset so easily over them "just being kids".  I want to be the kindof mom they can always come and talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better friend.  Heavenly Father has blessed me with AMAZING people in my life and I want them to know that I love them and am grateful for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work on my spirituality.  Starting with prayer.  I have allowed myself to take that simple act for grantid and in order for me to rebuild my relationship with my Heavenly Father i need to start there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... that sounds like a good start.  You notice that I didn't put anything about loosing weight... I want this list to be realistic.  I know myself way better than that !  Heee hee.  I'll work on it, but I'm not making any kind of resolution about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, life as I know it has once again changed and things have been turned upside down.  We haven't been talking about it openly because I think we are still in bit of shock over the whole thing... at least, I am.  The Saturday before Christmas, Jim quit the job that we moved to Logan for.  It was a bad environment and became a joke of a situation.  I won't go into details, but let's just say that the owner became IMPOSSIBLE to work for and it was better for him to quit than continue working there.  He hasn't found a new job yet and we are praying that something comes a long soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand did find a new job.  I started working for a company called Harris Research.  It's the parent company for chem dry.  I worked for them 11 years ago and really enjoyed it and was able to MIRACULOUSLY obtain a possition in their accounting department.  I started the Wednesday before Christmas and have really enjoyed it.  It's full time, Mon-fri. from 8-5, which means I'm now in bed at 10pm and up at 6am.  Which is quite crazy for me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping that 2010 is a better year.  We are possitive and up beat and working hard to stay that way.  We had a wonderful Christmas and New Years spending time with family and even had Hansens (our neighbors from Idaho Falls) show up at our door unexpectedly to spend Sunday with us.  It was a totally wonderful suprise.  She even managed to bring me some of Sister Belnaps homemade hot fudge which we made short and quick work of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I forgot to add better journal keeping to my resolutions.  I am hoping to keep my blog up to better date.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5129812713776481880?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5129812713776481880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5129812713776481880' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5129812713776481880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5129812713776481880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010-i-am-extatic-that-2009-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4287073881239396721</id><published>2009-11-01T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:57:34.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is moving along.  This week... well, nothing exciting.  Jim and I had fun watching the UFC and WEC fights.  Read a few more books and had a fun Halloween with the kids.  It's nothing exciting, but it's what we did this week.  It's been really warm here and I've got all the doors and windows open.  I like this kindof weather in October.  I hope it doesn't mean that it will be super cold in June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4287073881239396721?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4287073881239396721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4287073881239396721' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4287073881239396721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4287073881239396721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-is-moving-along.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7753597331076056973</id><published>2009-10-18T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:36:34.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got home from Idaho Falls. We had a fun, eventful, emotional weekend. The emotional part of it will stay in my head cuz there just isn't a way to explain it. As for the fun and eventful, the kids had their primary program and we had commited a few months ago to being there so Danaca could sing a solo. She was amazing. She didn't seem nervous at all and sung so beautifully. It made me cry. So sweet and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the wards Super Saturday and so I went and help my friend Jen (she's incharge of our Super Saturdays and she's amazing at it. So stinkin' crafty.) Got to visit with some people and then we went home and hung out. It was great to see everyone!! I miss you all again, already.  Sister Belnap gave me a jar of her home made hotfudge (which she knows that i'm addicted too) so that I could have a treat on the way home.  It was DELISH !! Who needs ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...I have to admit that I'm a complete idot. Apparently this move has been harder on me than realized. When I was leaving Idaho I went North on I-15 instead of South and didn't even catch it until 45 minutes later. Jim was a LITTLE bugged (ok. it was more than a little) because I made him late for his camping trip. OOOOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back in Logan and Jim has taken the kids on the family "reunion" deer hunt for three days. I hope their safe and have a great time. They were all excited to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7753597331076056973?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7753597331076056973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7753597331076056973' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7753597331076056973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7753597331076056973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-got-home-from-idaho-falls.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2353903982456836013</id><published>2009-10-11T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:33:37.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided that Sunday is a great day for updating.  Or in other words... writing in my journal.  hee hee.  Mandy we are ALWAYS excited for visitors.  I would love to see you.  It's been to long cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for starters, can I please have my Lincoln 5th ward back!!  Nothing against the great people in the Maple Valley 2nd ward.  My new Bishopric is like 18 in age and maturity.   Ok, well that's probably a little harsh considering I don't know them.  I think it just makes me feel old.  Kindof like when you go to your doctor, someone who you are suppose to trust with your life and in walks this kid right out of med school.  What kindof life experience does a Bishop have when he's like 14?  Not much, but I gues that part of trusting the Lord is also trusting that he is in that position because that's where he is needed.  I just really miss my ward FAMILY.  My support group and the people who have been with me through the hardest two years of my life.  They know me, they like me and I want them back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my neighbors back!!  I'm sure there are nice people around here, but you don't realize how much I relied on great neighbors for support and entertainment.  Especially late at night when I'm bored and need something to do.  I guess I'll have to just keep reading and enjoy the solitude.   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2353903982456836013?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2353903982456836013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2353903982456836013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2353903982456836013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2353903982456836013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-decided-that-sunday-is-great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5615541389525867297</id><published>2009-10-07T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:37:54.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suppose it's time to update my blog.  So much has happened and I don't know where to start.  We sold our house in Idaho Falls (which was a tremendous blessing.)  The family who bought our house had been looking to buy in our ward for quite a while and just as we put it on the market they wanted to buy it.  The flip side of this blessing... because there is ALWAYS a flip side... is that I have left behind some amazing friends, neighbors, co-workers and the best ward we've ever been in.  It was more like family to me and during the toughest two years of my life, they were there with comfort and support and love.  I know I can find that anywhere I go, but I will truely miss them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved to Logan, Utah again and Jim is the General Manager for a restaraunt called the Beehive Grill.  A fun concept and good food, not to mention some yummy gilato.  Mmmm.  I think I will go get some today.  It's pretty tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've moved into a dinky three bedroom apartment and put most of our stuff in storage.  There is a lot to like about this place... a pool, weightroom, playgrounds, year round hot tub, club house to host scrapbook parties, etc.  There is also a lot to not like... it's tiny, up three flights of stairs, not as clean as I'd like, and did I mention that it's small???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start working at the Kohls here in a week and I am actually nervous.  ?? Not really like me, but I've lost a sense of security in the last couple years and I can't seem to get it back.  When my kids went to their first day of school yesterday I cried for them because the looks on their faces said... "Mommy, please stay with me."  They did have a great first day and are off with no reservations today.  Thank goodness I have pretty resiliant kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to like about Logan and in the past we have enjoyed living here.  There is a beautiful view of the temple right outside our apartment window.  Beautiful scenery, an Einsteins Bagel, Carls' Jr., indoor ice skating, close to family....  and so much more that I can't think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to build another house if things go well in the next year.  That should be fun!! &lt;br /&gt;Gotta  go get ready for the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5615541389525867297?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5615541389525867297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5615541389525867297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5615541389525867297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5615541389525867297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-suppose-its-time-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-280663276137282309</id><published>2009-09-12T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:05:27.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is this boy... who has been bothering my girls.  He's new to the neighborhood and had been rude and crude and mean.  So, I've told them to ignore him.  Then, yesterday the boy admits to one of my girls that the only reason he's been mean is because he likes her.  Then he hands her a flower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy then asks to meet her mother... Brighton pipes up and says, "watchout, she's kindof mean. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have been mad that he felt that way except I couldn't stop laughing.  That little boy is so stinkin' spoiled rotten that for him to say that totally caught me off guard.  What a brat.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-280663276137282309?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/280663276137282309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=280663276137282309' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/280663276137282309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/280663276137282309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-is-this-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5741294192317980216</id><published>2009-08-11T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:29:52.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let you know that we are still alive and kicken'.  Life has been a jumbled up mess for that last while, but we are hangin' on.  Jim recently got a job with a new resturaunt in Logan and when our house gets sold we will be moving.   There are so many emotions and thoughts going a long with that last sentence but we are going to make the best of this situation.  We are grateful to have employment and that's what counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5741294192317980216?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5741294192317980216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5741294192317980216' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5741294192317980216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5741294192317980216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-wanted-to-let-you-know-that-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-269037765523850910</id><published>2009-06-23T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:19:40.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I got this email from my brother and couldn't resist posting it since I had nothing else of any interest to write about.  This made me laugh!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my darling husband,&lt;br /&gt;Before you return from your business trip I just want to let you know about the small accident I had with the pickup truck when I turned into the driveway. Fortunately not too bad and I really didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me. I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the driveway I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of the brake. The garage door is slightly bent but the pickup fortunately came to a halt when it bumped into your car. I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality you will forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I love you and care for you my sweetheart. I am enclosing a picture for you. I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again. Your loving wife. XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SkFUqkxuFbI/AAAAAAAAATI/ciEgkVY3Xvg/s1600-h/Your+girlfriend+called.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350650922696316338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SkFUqkxuFbI/AAAAAAAAATI/ciEgkVY3Xvg/s320/Your+girlfriend+called.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Your girlfriend called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-269037765523850910?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/269037765523850910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=269037765523850910' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/269037765523850910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/269037765523850910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-this-email-from-my-brother-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SkFUqkxuFbI/AAAAAAAAATI/ciEgkVY3Xvg/s72-c/Your+girlfriend+called.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6408177748051916188</id><published>2009-06-15T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:26:06.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a new day!! Hip Hip Hooray!! After a great and spiruitually uplifting weekend of Stake Conference I am looking forward to a new day. But wish me luck. I have to go to Hard Hat and try to get money from them that they owe us. All by myself. I'm a little tiny bit nervous. The guy keeps giving us the runaround. And we've told him that we won't take anymore of his checks so I have to get cash. I am not good with confrontation. I'm so affraid I might just punch someone. :) Okay so that's probably a stretch for me, but still. I might say something mean and I'm really trying hard to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and Happy Birthday Melissa and Kyle. I hope you have an amazing day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6408177748051916188?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6408177748051916188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6408177748051916188' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6408177748051916188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6408177748051916188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-new-day-hip-hip-hooray-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-538126537978766425</id><published>2009-06-01T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:57:55.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's time for an update boys and girls. I planted my garden from my house to my yard and 3/4 it is dead. I am not sure if I have the patience for this, put I'll keep tryin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim was layed off from his job at Hard Hat, so if anyone knows anyone or wants to be a financial backer for a small place of our own. Let us know.  We feel strongly that it is tme to try and do something ourselves. Jim has the talent, knowledge and experience... so why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-538126537978766425?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/538126537978766425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=538126537978766425' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/538126537978766425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/538126537978766425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-its-time-for-update-boys-and-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5323617922798801127</id><published>2009-05-19T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:53:17.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green house...literally</title><content type='html'>It's really difficult to plant a garden and expect it to produce anything if the wind doesn't stop winding so hard!! And it needs to stop freezing. My garden at the moment is growing in my house. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/ShMLQ67UidI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3x401cgEMbc/s1600-h/Danaca%27s+project+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337622368688048594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/ShMLQ67UidI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3x401cgEMbc/s320/Danaca%27s+project+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a week ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/ShMNh36Hw5I/AAAAAAAAATA/5lHz7Jm4Sqw/s1600-h/garden+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337624858958742418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/ShMNh36Hw5I/AAAAAAAAATA/5lHz7Jm4Sqw/s320/garden+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was today.  &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/2598966600771156728-5323617922798801127?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5323617922798801127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5323617922798801127' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5323617922798801127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5323617922798801127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/05/green-houseliterally.html' title='Green house...literally'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/ShMLQ67UidI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3x401cgEMbc/s72-c/Danaca%27s+project+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5208057497237727792</id><published>2009-05-10T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:55:03.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there isn't anything exciting to post, but I thought I would show off some of the things that have been keeping me busy lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/Sgeqy7v5TsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CdY79wYnOZI/s1600-h/Becky%27s+projects+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334420075652402882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/Sgeqy7v5TsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CdY79wYnOZI/s320/Becky%27s+projects+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SgevOfJlxuI/AAAAAAAAASw/h9mJhc3ozDI/s1600-h/Becky%27s+projects+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334424947058394850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SgevOfJlxuI/AAAAAAAAASw/h9mJhc3ozDI/s320/Becky%27s+projects+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the two projects I chose to do for our ward Super Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/Sgerj7GUwaI/AAAAAAAAASY/ciaQI8kF9uA/s1600-h/Becky%27s+projects+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334420917291631010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/Sgerj7GUwaI/AAAAAAAAASY/ciaQI8kF9uA/s320/Becky%27s+projects+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a frame I made for myself for a picture of my dad and I. The sad thing is that I can't find a picture of the two of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SgesUx3LBII/AAAAAAAAASg/cnS8l3mptb8/s1600-h/Becky%27s+projects+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334421756625749122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SgesUx3LBII/AAAAAAAAASg/cnS8l3mptb8/s320/Becky%27s+projects+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last, but certainly not least considering it took the longes. I made the bedding for Brightons room. I couldn't find anything that I loved at the store, so I decided, (having never taken on a project like this before) that I would just make it myself. And I'm proud to say that it didn't turn out too bad. It's nothing fancy, but it works. Now I need to find some airplane decorations. &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/2598966600771156728-5208057497237727792?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5208057497237727792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5208057497237727792' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5208057497237727792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5208057497237727792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/05/show-off.html' title='Show off'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/Sgeqy7v5TsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CdY79wYnOZI/s72-c/Becky%27s+projects+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3302148042482529481</id><published>2009-05-07T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:31:29.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I totally got called out on the carpet by my friend, even tho I know she wasn't intending to call me specifically out.  Updating my blog has become a chore and yet, I get bugged when too much time goes by on someone elses.  We get involved in these fads like blogging and facebook and my space, etc. and after a while it looses some of it's appeal and we forget about them.  But I agree with my friend that I very much enjoy reading other's blogs and being able to keep up with everyones lives.  It's about the only way I have TIME to keep up with EVERYONE.  So, boring life or not, I'll try to post more often.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3302148042482529481?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3302148042482529481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3302148042482529481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3302148042482529481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3302148042482529481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-totally-got-called-out-on-carpet.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3434244865633844620</id><published>2009-04-25T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:09:13.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know my post are pretty boring, because my life is... well farely uneventful at the moment.  I did get my kitchen cleaned and that was quite the event.  I hate that I KNOW how good it feels to get my house cleaned and yet it's so hard to get it done.  The weather was farely descent today and hopefully tomorrow will be even better.  I can't wait to go on walks.  I realized again today how much I love this stage in my life with my kids.  They are so much fun to be around and do stuff with.  (Most of the time)  If anyone has fun summer stuff to do around here in I.F. let me know.  I want them to have a fun summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3434244865633844620?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3434244865633844620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3434244865633844620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3434244865633844620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3434244865633844620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-my-post-are-pretty-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1478337379368414560</id><published>2009-04-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:16:45.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivationally challanged</title><content type='html'>I am so hoping for some kind of motivation today. I have so much to get done and no desire to do most of it. I go to bed with a headache and wake up with one. That really doesn't help. I look around and get so bugged about everything. Like the fact that when I try to clean my house, no one else cares, so why should I. At that point I give up. But I don't want to be that person. So wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1478337379368414560?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1478337379368414560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1478337379368414560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1478337379368414560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1478337379368414560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/04/motivationall-challanged.html' title='Motivationally challanged'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2340878769289974158</id><published>2009-04-13T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:38:32.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM2S1rIQI/AAAAAAAAARY/4Sx7SYwLJ14/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324417624023298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM2S1rIQI/AAAAAAAAARY/4Sx7SYwLJ14/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM2GlC5uI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vaho8RiqIHM/s1600-h/097+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324414333052642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM2GlC5uI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vaho8RiqIHM/s320/097+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM1zFovcI/AAAAAAAAARI/gYDxxQGQNvM/s1600-h/314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324324409101041090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM1zFovcI/AAAAAAAAARI/gYDxxQGQNvM/s320/314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am very honored to be the daughter of John Hadfield. It was a year ago tomorrow that Heavenly Father called him home. It has been a very quick year in some respects and this isn't an anniversary that I really know what to do with. It will be a hard day if I let myself think about it. But I think I'm more apt to avoid it. My family and I will spend part of the day in the temple and that will be such a great experience. We are going to try and all be at our respective temples at the same time, and knowing that dad will be there with us will be a great comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can go on and on about how great I think my dad is. He was not perfect, but he LOVED the Lord and he LOVED his family. He LOVED my mom and you could see it in the way he looked at her. His grandchildren were very special to him and I can only imagine how he is spoiling the ones in Heaven who are waiting to come to the family. (ha ha..not mine ofcourse since were done.) What more could anyone ask for. He was a missionary in every sense of the word. He knew (knows) what he had in the gospel and wanted to share it with everyone around him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have great faith in our Heavenly Father's plan and know that he is on the other side of the veil working hard to keep us in line and other's to find their way. At times it is harder than others to not have him around physically, but we have all felt him close when we needed him. I can't express enough the gratitude that I feel for having he and my mom for parents. To be sealed to them for time and ALL eternity. That didn't break when he died. It became stronger. It became more real and more important than ever before to know that I am theirs. No matter who gave birth to me. I was meant to be with them. He made sure I knew that. I love you daddy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2340878769289974158?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2340878769289974158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2340878769289974158' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2340878769289974158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2340878769289974158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-very-honored-to-be-daughter-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SePM2S1rIQI/AAAAAAAAARY/4Sx7SYwLJ14/s72-c/107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2108253785987445598</id><published>2009-04-08T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:23:08.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Hat</title><content type='html'>I am very excited that the Hard Hat will be open in Idaho Falls on April 13th.  This is going to be a great new resteraunt.  They have some fun ideas and a great menu.  Not to mention all the thought and work they have put into their new building.  If you get a chance.. check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2108253785987445598?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2108253785987445598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2108253785987445598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2108253785987445598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2108253785987445598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/04/hard-hat.html' title='Hard Hat'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-736931150656829157</id><published>2009-04-06T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:36:12.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a great weekend.  My mom, brothers and sisters and I were all able to be together this last weekend.  We first attented the mission reunion which was a lot of fun and the reason for us all being together.  Everyone shared great memories of my dad.  Then we all stayed in a hotel.  We took four rooms and the kids were so loud.  We were actually asked to keep it down.  How embarrasing.  Oh well, the kids had a blast playing together.  Saturday we all gathered together in Brigham City at the cemetary.  It was too cold to do much but we did take a few pictures.  Eventually I'll get them posted.  We spent time with my dad's parents and my mom's mom.  It was really hard to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note for my family... Brighton called Uncle Ben "grandpa"all weekend.  It was quite touching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-736931150656829157?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/736931150656829157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=736931150656829157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/736931150656829157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/736931150656829157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-great-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-912509957620161023</id><published>2009-03-26T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:13:42.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaahhh.  I can relax now a bit.  We finished our Relief Society Birthday dinner last night.  I think it went well.  Thanks to all those who helped pull it off.  And a special thanks to Lisa Belnap.  You were wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-912509957620161023?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/912509957620161023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=912509957620161023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/912509957620161023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/912509957620161023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/aaahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-807307202661187941</id><published>2009-03-21T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:39:25.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those of you who have asked or are wondering... I will be having a Twilight movie night at my house for anyone who wants to come.  Jim went and found it on Blu-ray for me, so let me know if I should put you on my list to invite.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-807307202661187941?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/807307202661187941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=807307202661187941' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/807307202661187941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/807307202661187941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-those-of-you-who-have-asked-or-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3924539040436082167</id><published>2009-03-21T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:10:09.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For anyone who cares... we've taken our house off the market and we're staying in Idaho Falls.  Jim took a job working with a resturaunt called Hard Hat Steakhouse.  It will be an adventure.  They are building the new resturaunt over in Snake River Landing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3924539040436082167?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3924539040436082167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3924539040436082167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3924539040436082167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3924539040436082167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-anyone-who-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-992650218031678669</id><published>2009-03-17T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:11:03.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brighton told me this morning that it was spring.  I asked him how he knows that and he said it's because he heard the birds chirping outside his window.  That means it's spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-992650218031678669?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/992650218031678669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=992650218031678669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/992650218031678669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/992650218031678669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/brighton-told-me-this-morning-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1958791528698939769</id><published>2009-03-11T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:31:56.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shhhh... the princess is sleeping."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bec0249c5b0f2cb3" 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 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href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1958791528698939769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1958791528698939769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1958791528698939769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1958791528698939769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Shhhh... the princess is sleeping.&quot;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1113747281899388044</id><published>2009-03-11T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:47:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbdsO1TFdtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DZosgsYfV7A/s1600-h/Brighton%27s+blankies+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311833287587886802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbdsO1TFdtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DZosgsYfV7A/s320/Brighton%27s+blankies+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brighton loves his 7 different blankets. So much so that he's named a few of them. There is Danky, blue blanky and ducky blanky. Those are the only ones I remember. Anyway, the other night he had blue blanky in hand and says to me, "mommy, where is danky?" I told him that I had just washed and folded him and he was sitting in my room to put away. He then said " I need him, I can't sleep with blue blanky anymore cuz he kicks me at night." I laughed so hard I just about wet my pants. I said, "he kicks you huh? that's no good" and he says "nope and I don't want to sleep with him until he stops kicking me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a funny little imaginations. &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/2598966600771156728-1113747281899388044?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1113747281899388044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1113747281899388044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1113747281899388044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1113747281899388044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/brighton-loves-his-7-different-blankets.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbdsO1TFdtI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DZosgsYfV7A/s72-c/Brighton%27s+blankies+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7049547714764244207</id><published>2009-03-09T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:27:15.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbX6CDPmIaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XLSXeUMlRVQ/s1600-h/Lori+Larson+CD+of+Dad+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311426248690770338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbX6CDPmIaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XLSXeUMlRVQ/s320/Lori+Larson+CD+of+Dad+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy!  I miss you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7049547714764244207?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7049547714764244207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7049547714764244207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7049547714764244207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7049547714764244207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-daddy-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SbX6CDPmIaI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XLSXeUMlRVQ/s72-c/Lori+Larson+CD+of+Dad+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2213215973285722417</id><published>2009-03-02T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:46:37.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ways to Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.&lt;br /&gt;2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice.&lt;br /&gt;3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, Ask If They Want Fries with that.&lt;br /&gt;4. Put Your Garbage Can On Your Desk And Label It 'In.'&lt;br /&gt;5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.&lt;br /&gt;6. In The Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write ' For Smuggling Diamonds'&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish All Your sentences with 'In Accordance With The Prophecy.'&lt;br /&gt;8. dont use any punctuation&lt;br /&gt;9. As Often As Possible, Skip Rather Than Walk.&lt;br /&gt;10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.&lt;br /&gt;11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is 'To Go.'&lt;br /&gt;12. Sing Along At The Opera.&lt;br /&gt;13. Go To A Poetry Recital And Ask Why The Poems Don't Rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area And Play tropical Sounds All Day.&lt;br /&gt;15. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You're Not In The Mood.&lt;br /&gt;16. Have Your Co-workers Address You By Your Wrestling Name, Rock Bottom.&lt;br /&gt;17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream 'I Won!, I Won!'&lt;br /&gt;18. When Leaving The Zoo, Start Running Towards The Parking lot, Yelling 'Run For Your Lives, They're Loose!!'&lt;br /&gt;19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner. 'Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2213215973285722417?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2213215973285722417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2213215973285722417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2213215973285722417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2213215973285722417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/03/ways-to-maintain-healthy-level-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-904734226688586253</id><published>2009-02-26T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:20:49.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I looked out our windows this morning and it was a blizzard.   I was wishing that I was back in Germany hanging out at this beautiful castle and enjoying the beautiful snow.  Here, it's not nearly as much fun or quite as beautiful.  Why is that??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SacG6gc725I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-THaMREWQNQ/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307218288092896146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SacG6gc725I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-THaMREWQNQ/s200/DSC00865.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/2598966600771156728-904734226688586253?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/904734226688586253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=904734226688586253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/904734226688586253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/904734226688586253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-looked-out-our-windows-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SacG6gc725I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-THaMREWQNQ/s72-c/DSC00865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1134737183058849403</id><published>2009-02-20T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:23:00.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's a sad day... we put our house up for sale.  Anyone know of anyone who wants to buy a great house at a great price, let us know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1134737183058849403?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1134737183058849403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1134737183058849403' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1134737183058849403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1134737183058849403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-its-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6822929824186940516</id><published>2009-02-08T21:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:49:26.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to brag for a minute... sorry. I am so proud of my husband. He has worked very hard on HIS (our) theatre room. What a fun place to spend time. GREAT JOB Baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_DWo0HkQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/M4KcTj4kn6k/s1600-h/theater+room+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670080118919426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_DWo0HkQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/M4KcTj4kn6k/s200/theater+room+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_DWhpaX5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rjgMHqyt5Ds/s1600-h/theater+room+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670078194966418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_DWhpaX5I/AAAAAAAAAP4/rjgMHqyt5Ds/s200/theater+room+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6822929824186940516?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6822929824186940516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6822929824186940516' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6822929824186940516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6822929824186940516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-to-brag-for-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_DWo0HkQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/M4KcTj4kn6k/s72-c/theater+room+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3975813068132192267</id><published>2009-02-08T21:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:42:52.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully this doesn't gross anyone out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning when my son woke up this is what we found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_BiUY6FAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Fpwnqhj3bg8/s1600-h/misc+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300668081771254786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_BiUY6FAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Fpwnqhj3bg8/s200/misc+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_BiBNCTyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Yswwv-ATB0s/s1600-h/misc+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300668076621188898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_BiBNCTyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Yswwv-ATB0s/s200/misc+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm pretty sure that blood is not suppose to come out of your EARS!  It didn't hurt and he never complained about it, but I took him to the insta care just the same.  The doctor said he was not able to even see into his ear it was so coated and that I needed to clean it out with ear drops and come back in two weeks.  It's a good thing it doesn't hurt.&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/2598966600771156728-3975813068132192267?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3975813068132192267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3975813068132192267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3975813068132192267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3975813068132192267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/hopefully-this-doesnt-gross-anyone-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SY_BiUY6FAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Fpwnqhj3bg8/s72-c/misc+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3798074921630677514</id><published>2009-02-03T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:53:19.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Due to recent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;budget&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cuts and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cost of electricity, gas, and oil, The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Light at the End of the Tunnel has been turned off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the inconvenience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in my email today and rolled on the ground laughing !  It's hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry if my last post offended anyone.  Jim didn't like it and said that I was being mean.  That was NOT my intention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3798074921630677514?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3798074921630677514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3798074921630677514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3798074921630677514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3798074921630677514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/due-to-recent-budget-cuts-and-rising.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3724145543137127130</id><published>2009-02-02T00:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:47:38.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, thought I'd post something, but I really don't have a whole lot that is anything to talk about.  My kids are all running fevers and I get to work 5 days this week.  I have laundry out the nose and my house that i just cleaned is a disaster again.  Oh well, such is life. &lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                          *To avoid laundry, run around naked*&lt;br /&gt;                             (this is the saying that is going on my laundry room wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun watching the super bowl on our movie screen, and all those of you who were invited and didn't come... You missed out, not just because of the movie screen, but  Jim makes some great food.  Those of you who didn't think you were invited... I've already put out our open invitation.  We are not the type of people who get offended if you invite yourselves.  :-)  (just give us a bit of warning, because I'm all about trying to "avoid laundry."  J/K )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else exciting going on.  I'd better get to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3724145543137127130?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3724145543137127130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3724145543137127130' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3724145543137127130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3724145543137127130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-thought-id-post-something-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4344180156162766145</id><published>2009-01-27T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:17:38.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t66/adreamdeferred/red/RedRoses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t66/adreamdeferred/red/RedRoses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and dad have some of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;greatest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; missionaries in the whole world. They really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like family. My dad and mom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; their missionaries deeply and those missionaries know it. Every month on the 14th of the month, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my mom's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  eyes water as she receives a box of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red roses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from those missionaries remembering hers&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; their loss. I can't &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;them enough for the wonderful things they did and are still doing for my parents. Now there is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;memorial/reunion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the works for April. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4344180156162766145?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4344180156162766145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4344180156162766145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4344180156162766145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4344180156162766145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-mom-and-dad-have-some-of-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t66/adreamdeferred/red/th_RedRoses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-9114427485173069650</id><published>2009-01-15T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:40:43.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought a lot last night as I was trying to sleep about my political voice. I have stressed over not having one, not doing my part and even knowing what that part is. We have a president who needs our support, even if he isn't who you voted for. I have wondered if my "voice" even matters and you know what I realized... it does matter. It matters to my Heavenly Father and if He is the only one who hears it, then that's all that matters. Not everyone is meant to play a big roll in polotics, but if we are unified in prayer, our voices will be heard. That actually gave me a lot of peace and regardless of that damage that is done or the damage that has been done, let us keep our Nation and it's leaders in our prayers. The Lord will hear us and there is a GREAT power in prayer. Especially when it is unified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-9114427485173069650?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/9114427485173069650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=9114427485173069650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/9114427485173069650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/9114427485173069650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-thought-lot-last-night-as-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4869448621125321822</id><published>2009-01-14T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:05:15.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pathetic, I know.  I am just now getting around to putting Kailyn's baptism pictures on here.  She was baptized on November 1st.  It was fun to have so much family around for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59KF13g-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Zv9MDzqTWnY/s1600-h/album+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291304224527188962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59KF13g-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Zv9MDzqTWnY/s320/album+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JzbJm4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/d2UmR-kn3no/s1600-h/album+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291304219583290242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JzbJm4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/d2UmR-kn3no/s320/album+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JnlfYsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JbgaRt7YJCQ/s1600-h/album+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291304216405435074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JnlfYsI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JbgaRt7YJCQ/s320/album+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JAeit8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/s7nEhFDMRow/s1600-h/album+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291304205907310530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59JAeit8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/s7nEhFDMRow/s320/album+070.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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4869448621125321822?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4869448621125321822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4869448621125321822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4869448621125321822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4869448621125321822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/pathetic-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SW59KF13g-I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Zv9MDzqTWnY/s72-c/album+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5941806913910401075</id><published>2009-01-12T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:38:48.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;"If you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the process of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; te person you &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be, you are &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;automatically&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; engaged in becoming the person you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to be." &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Dale Carnegie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5941806913910401075?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5941806913910401075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5941806913910401075' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5941806913910401075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5941806913910401075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-are-not-in-process-of-becoming.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3754525061174136283</id><published>2009-01-11T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:03:28.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for Christmas cards this year. We actually had some pictures taken, but never did anthing with them. So now they will get posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfGTL1VKI/AAAAAAAAANA/5ZLVo-w6e0Y/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290215642878006434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfGTL1VKI/AAAAAAAAANA/5ZLVo-w6e0Y/s200/Famly+Portrait+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfmQXYL8I/AAAAAAAAANI/hu6JHzgsKS8/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290216191876935618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfmQXYL8I/AAAAAAAAANI/hu6JHzgsKS8/s200/Famly+Portrait+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfms06rrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vHq_6Kofbsw/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290216199517023922" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfms06rrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vHq_6Kofbsw/s200/Famly+Portrait+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqjueAgehI/AAAAAAAAAOA/R6_jQG6cZ20/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290220731024570898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqjueAgehI/AAAAAAAAAOA/R6_jQG6cZ20/s200/Famly+Portrait+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqgVTvUzmI/AAAAAAAAANY/O3yVnusw8r8/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290217000236535394" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqgVTvUzmI/AAAAAAAAANY/O3yVnusw8r8/s200/Famly+Portrait+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqgWMap37I/AAAAAAAAANg/_ShiQCWUv1Q/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290217015450656690" style="WIDTH: 133px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqjtzV-a6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NHZLp9O7IgQ/s200/Famly+Portrait+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqgVTvUzmI/AAAAAAAAANY/O3yVnusw8r8/s1600-h/Famly+Portrait+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3754525061174136283?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3754525061174136283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3754525061174136283' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3754525061174136283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3754525061174136283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-much-for-christmas-cards-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SWqfGTL1VKI/AAAAAAAAANA/5ZLVo-w6e0Y/s72-c/Famly+Portrait+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7604883061930101688</id><published>2009-01-10T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:19:11.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, hello there.  To all who read this post I hope you are having a great day!!  What a great day it is.  I am FINALLY going to finish taking down the rest of my Christmas decorations and put them away.  (I know... it's about tme)  Then, I'm going grocery shopping.  We have NO food.  Then I'm going to rearange my kids bedrooms.  Britney is going to move into Kailyn's room and I am going to take over Britney's room as my scrapbook room.  I need a room with a LOCK.  Then the area where I had all my stuff can now become a great big play room.  They will love it.  Other than that, I don't know.  We'll play is by ear and enjoy this great Saturday.  Then I'll head to work.   Have a good one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7604883061930101688?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7604883061930101688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7604883061930101688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7604883061930101688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7604883061930101688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6408031914829625403</id><published>2009-01-08T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:39:49.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess it's&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to come back to life. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I've been gone for so long.  It has been a very &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; couple of months, but getting&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  There isn't really anything interesting to catch up on.  I'm glad that December is over and I can put last year behind me.  We are focusing on moving forward, counting each of our blessings and praying for a better year in 2009.  We truely have so much to be grateful for.  We are&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with the knowledge that we have a Heavenly Father who loves us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all that being said...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We're moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are somewhat notewothy:&lt;br /&gt;*I am hopelessly addicted to Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;*Jim is now employed full time at Kohl's as an area supervisor for the Idaho Falls location.&lt;br /&gt;*Our theatre room is fully equipped and usable.  There are still some finished touches, but it has been fun to watch movies in our own theatre.  Okay... some football has been on there as well.  We love having company watch with us, but you'll have to probably invite yourselves, cuz it's too hard to try and invite everyone.  Consider this an open invitation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else.  So... The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6408031914829625403?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6408031914829625403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6408031914829625403' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6408031914829625403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6408031914829625403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-guess-its-time-to-come-back-to-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3955652033134555937</id><published>2008-12-20T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:48:21.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an interesting phone call this morning.  Around 10 am my cell phone rang... I looked at the caller I.D. and it said that "dad's cell" was calling.  I had been under the impression that my mom had kept my dad cell phone and number.  I was ready to be very upset for calling me from that number cuz my heart sunk when I saw who was (or who I wish) was calling.  When I picked up the phone, I said hello and it wasn't a very nice hello either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man on the other end of the phone said... hi, someone keeps trying to get ahold of someone at this number and it's not me.  I wondered if you would know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was thoughtful when I told him that my dad had passed away this last April and it was probably a buisiness contact who hadn't heard that he had passed.  He was so kind and said that he was sorry and I could call my dad's cell phone anytime I wanted and he would make something up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3955652033134555937?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3955652033134555937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3955652033134555937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3955652033134555937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3955652033134555937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-interesting-phone-call-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5520650674820387936</id><published>2008-12-18T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:11:42.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I'm not sure what to say.  I haven't blogged in a while and there isn't really a whole lot going on except for my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; attitude.  Working on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas.  It is an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -4 degrees here with lots of &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;snow and ice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5520650674820387936?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5520650674820387936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5520650674820387936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5520650674820387936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5520650674820387936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-im-not-sure-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-658617772795514841</id><published>2008-12-08T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:41:10.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first... My many thanks to my friend J.T. for fixing my computer problems.  He was able to help get me up and running again.  It required stealing my kids computer and downloading all my stuff over, but he did it.  THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday my computer decided it had had enough of trying to fight off the virus I somehow received a while back and didn't know about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get back up to date.  I' am so far behind.  Now that I have come back from my Twilight reality, I am itching to get back into it.  It is all I can do to now pick up the first book again.  Yes... I am obsessed.  I even got Jim to go to the movie and he liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great thanksgiving.  We were able to go and spend time with my dad's side of the family in Brigham city and then headed up to the cemetary to visit his headstone that was recently put up.  It turned out really nice.  Then we went and visited with my mom's mom and family.  That was nice too.  I needed these visits.  I'm so greatful for family.  I am so blessed to have been put with this family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find and update pictures soon.  I HAVE to catch up on laundry and dishes first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-658617772795514841?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/658617772795514841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=658617772795514841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/658617772795514841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/658617772795514841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7290347136065956387</id><published>2008-12-04T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:16:53.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appologies</title><content type='html'>Okay, Okay.  This is an appology to all those of you whom I mocked and teased for becoming so involved and obsessed with Twilight.  I just spent the last six days reading the four book seious and can finally see what all the hype is about.  I do not like reading, but I became so overwhelmingly involved in this story that I am now an emotional wreck trying to find a way back into reality.  PATHETIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again.  Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7290347136065956387?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7290347136065956387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7290347136065956387' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7290347136065956387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7290347136065956387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/12/appologies.html' title='Appologies'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-8528254283567248471</id><published>2008-11-14T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:31:36.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Danaca!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37oTZseXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pXONsp3U8YE/s1600-h/kiddie+kandid+danaca+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268643808914733426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37oTZseXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pXONsp3U8YE/s320/kiddie+kandid+danaca+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37npXfCdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mkwQtcsrlT4/s1600-h/summer+vacation+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268643797631175122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37npXfCdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mkwQtcsrlT4/s320/summer+vacation+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37nDD20XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/z9xts4Mn2bk/s1600-h/summer+vacation+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268643787348300146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37nDD20XI/AAAAAAAAAMg/z9xts4Mn2bk/s320/summer+vacation+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little behind of this one. I don't have a lot of time lately to just sit at my computer. Danaca's birthday was on the 12th. She turned 10. She is an amazing girl who lights up peoples lives. She loves school, reads for hours on end and will make (has already made) an amazing babysitter. We love you Danaca and hope you had a great B-day amid the chaos in our lives right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry... most of her pictures are in a scrapbook and will take some time to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2598966600771156728-8528254283567248471?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/8528254283567248471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=8528254283567248471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8528254283567248471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8528254283567248471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-danaca.html' title='Happy Birthday Danaca!!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SR37oTZseXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pXONsp3U8YE/s72-c/kiddie+kandid+danaca+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1492316312049782213</id><published>2008-11-08T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:02:50.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NERVOUS ABOUT WINTER</title><content type='html'>I would love to just sit here and write about how bad life sucks sometimes, but that wouldn't do me any good.  All I would be telling the Lord is that I am incredibly ungrateful for all of the wonderful blessings in my life.  I am desperately trying to count them all right now to keep me from becoming anymore bitter and angry than I already am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far... every season of this year has brought about something tragic for my little family.  Spring was when my dad died, and then summer, my grandpa.  Now for fall, Jim has lossed his job.  I would love to go into details, but it will only send me into a more angry state of mind...  counting my blessings, counting my blessings, counting... counting....  Suffice it to say that after 8 years of hard work and dedication with the Olive Garden, all it took was a brand new director who came here from somewhere in the midwest and brought over several of his old employees, one of which was a manager who he put in Jim's resturaunt and was only concerened with becoming the new G.M.  This manager saw an opportunity to get Jim in trouble with something he didn't even know he was doing wrong and that "was all she wrote."  The funny part is that Jim has hated working there for several years and asked the Lord on several occasions to help him find a way out.... I guess his prayer was answered.  Does anyone else find that as comical as I do?  Jim is very much at peace and comforting me in all of this.  That's so sad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. about those blessings.  How grateful I am for the Gospel.  To have a testimony and know that Jesus Christ lives, he is mindful of my needs and we are somehow suppose to learn something from all of this.  I have a wonderful husband who is willing to work hard and honors his priesthood.  Our kids are such amazing spirits and bring great joy into our home.  We are blessed to be part of a great ward and have made many friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the temple today hoping for some kind of clarity, and you know what I came away with...?  The only thing that was made clear to me was that I need to go to the temple more often.  I laughed a bit about that.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you can see why I would be a bit nervous about what winter is going to bring our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1492316312049782213?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1492316312049782213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1492316312049782213' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1492316312049782213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1492316312049782213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/11/nervous-about-winter.html' title='NERVOUS ABOUT WINTER'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4024644177842774295</id><published>2008-11-05T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:46:10.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I'm going to say on the matter is that I &lt;strong&gt;truely&lt;/strong&gt; thought and hoped America was smarter than that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4024644177842774295?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4024644177842774295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4024644177842774295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4024644177842774295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4024644177842774295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-im-going-to-say-on-matter-is-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5503123107595007081</id><published>2008-10-28T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:54:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need two empty chairs...</title><content type='html'>Kailyn had her baptism interview Sunday with the Bishop and when Jim and I came in afterwards he asked her if she was going to have any family or friends coming.  I will never forget how tender this next moment was.  Kailyn was very serious and said, "My grandpa Hadfield and grandpa Sparks died this year and I need to have two empty chairs for them."  Our sweet Bishop told her that he was pretty sure they wouldn't need chairs, but they would surely be there and probably would have the best seats in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5503123107595007081?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5503123107595007081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5503123107595007081' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5503123107595007081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5503123107595007081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-two-empty-chairs.html' title='I need two empty chairs...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7115808012962270895</id><published>2008-10-27T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:28:59.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together Forever, No matter what!!</title><content type='html'>If there is anything I've learned over the years, it's that Jim and I can get through anything.  We've lived a fairly "easy" exhistance really, compared to some and I am constantly going back to the promise that the Lord gave us that he will not give us anthing we cannot handle.  I hear about the last days, the things to come, the trouble that my generation is going to see and it does make me nervous, but we CAN handle it.  Trust in the Lord!  There is a greater plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7115808012962270895?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7115808012962270895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7115808012962270895' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7115808012962270895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7115808012962270895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/together-forever-no-matter-what.html' title='Together Forever, No matter what!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3874540642456189364</id><published>2008-10-23T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:44:42.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am posting an email that I received from a friend of mine.  She puts things into perspective... Some of the email I have kept out to keep it reasonable in length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;     Early this morning at about 1:45ish we were woken up by our good neighbor pounding on our door and yelling loudly to wake us up! He was there to quickly inform us that there was a fire on our mountain, and we needed to get up, get the kids out, and get ready to defend our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;     Our family knows how wildly dangerous and destructive fires can be, but we also know, with a sure knowledge, that heaven isn't far away. Modern miracles happen. Prayers are heard. Angels are sent to help us when we need them most. And, most importantly, no matter how prepared we are it is still not enough without Heavenly Father's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;     Early this morning, a few good men showed up from the church to help Ty fight and defend our home.  Ty has spent countless hours, and years preparing for events such as these. He has thought of every little thing doing whatever he can do to be self-sufficient and prepare for the worst. It calms us, somewhat, knowing we are doing everything we can, but it still feels like it is not enough when faced with the massive force of fire.&lt;br /&gt;     Not too long into the night and other fire-fighting forces began to pour in. Because this fire was the only fire in the area, many resources were sent from all over to help out. I watched as an army of fire fighters pulled their forces together and faced the fire monster head on. They formed a protective line of defense and did what they were trained to do in these situations. They proceeded to back-light the fire to form an area that they could contain the fire in. Still, with the winds and heat as strong as they were, nothing was a guarantee. As I looked though borrowed binoculars, I was amazed at how many firefighters were on the ground fighting this beast. There is strength in numbers. &lt;strong&gt;Without a doubt, there is strength in numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     As I watched and prayed through those many hours, a lot of thoughts went through my mind. This wicked fire and its destructive power reminded me of the destructive forces we face right now in our state and in our beloved nation. I know and realize that Satan and his evil forces have always been around through all generations of time, but boy, it sure feels like the heat has really been turned up lately. Every day I wake up and feel like we are all being asked, quite literally, to fight off the fires of the adversary and to defend truth and righteousness with all our might. I don't know about you, but fires scare me to death! I feel like I have no control over them. Mostly, I just feel overwhelmed and  want to run away and hide. Who really wants to face that kind of monster head on anyway?&lt;br /&gt;     Well, I hope and pray that as we fight for truth and righteousness that we will not fear, or run away. I hope we can unite our own families, our neighbors, our wards and stakes, and our state and nation. Moral and good people everywhere need to unite together and stand for truth. The silent majority can longer have the luxury of being silent anymore. Together, we need to fight the evil and destructive forces that face us head on and not back down. We can do this not with anger or malice, but with real humble strength, and with a peaceful confidence.&lt;br /&gt;United we stand, divided we fall. There is strength in numbers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3874540642456189364?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3874540642456189364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3874540642456189364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3874540642456189364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3874540642456189364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-posting-email-that-i-received-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6441972393506905194</id><published>2008-10-22T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:00:26.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So I tried to find some pictures online but couldn't. My mom called me early this morning to tell me she was okay... I wasn't aware you weren't ok, I said. She proceeded to tell me that there was a very large fire in her back yard. OKAY, SCARY!!! I'm affraid of a lot of things, and fire is for sure high on that list. She gathered all of her pictures and loaded her car with the things she thought were important and her neighbor came and helped spray the hill in her backyard with water. I believe the fire was on the other side of a gully that was directly behind her house. There were a couple other houses up on that hill and if I can get permission to post it, I got a really neat email from one of those home owners. The fire was put out successfully and evacuation was not necessary, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;On a side note.... I heard someone say something the other day that really struck me and made me want to really pray about who I am going to vote for in this election. Many people, including myself have said... "All we do in an election vote for the lesser of two evils". Neither candidate being of any great character. Well, voting for the lesser of two evils is STILL voting for evil. Think about that one!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6441972393506905194?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6441972393506905194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6441972393506905194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6441972393506905194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6441972393506905194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-i-tried-to-find-some-pictures-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4439133352244517769</id><published>2008-10-16T00:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:37:27.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/44796ad4.pbw" height="180" width="600"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/?action=view&amp;current=44796ad4.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4439133352244517769?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4439133352244517769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4439133352244517769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4439133352244517769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4439133352244517769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6070216354137613498</id><published>2008-10-15T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:57:46.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAILYN</title><content type='html'>This beautiful girl turns 8 tomorrow and how proud of her I am!  She is sweet and kind and funny and extremely dramatic.  Kailyn, you have some wonderful qualities and I am so glad that you are a part of this family. Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a very good camara or take very good pictures when you were little so I'm still looking for some that I haven't scrap booked and can scan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6070216354137613498?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6070216354137613498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6070216354137613498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6070216354137613498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6070216354137613498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kailyn.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAILYN'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5589820580488958718</id><published>2008-10-08T11:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:34:43.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/92f8314d.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/?action=view&amp;current=92f8314d.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5589820580488958718?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5589820580488958718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5589820580488958718' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5589820580488958718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5589820580488958718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3109609678174818658</id><published>2008-10-08T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:34:54.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIGHTON</title><content type='html'>My baby turned 4.  That is CRAZY!!  What a joy he has been.  I love my girls, but there is something so great about a boy.  Something so different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3109609678174818658?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3109609678174818658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3109609678174818658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3109609678174818658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3109609678174818658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-brighton.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIGHTON'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1950347351062938261</id><published>2008-10-07T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T15:32:14.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/f7423350.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/?action=view&amp;current=f7423350.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1950347351062938261?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1950347351062938261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1950347351062938261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1950347351062938261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1950347351062938261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5769505337188777041</id><published>2008-10-06T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:06:54.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 years.  Holy cow!  It's funny to me that it seems like only yesterday, and yet I feel like we've been together forever.  Jim and I celebrate our 13th anniversary tomorrow.  It has definately had it's ups and downs as all good marriages do, but it has been a great ride.  I am not in a sappy mood at the moment, (and I'm pretty sure he'll never read this), but I hope that Jim knows how wonderful I think he is. So often I think about how blessed I am.  I married a man who is patient with my flaws, who will cook so that we don't starve, and allows me to have "my time" whenever possible.  He even helps pick up around the house and does his very best to make me happy.  If I sit back and really think about it, I am spoiled.  We have made it work and showed a lot of people that we were meant to be together. I am grateful for the triangle we formed with our Heavenly Father when we were sealed for time and all eternity.  He is the center of our marriage and our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for a great 13 years!! I love you more today than yesterday and less than tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5769505337188777041?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5769505337188777041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5769505337188777041' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5769505337188777041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5769505337188777041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/10/13-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4588212934731338681</id><published>2008-09-23T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:16:56.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o307/Lisa426w/FOOTBALL/chicago-bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o307/Lisa426w/FOOTBALL/chicago-bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's football season and because my husband is a Bears fan, so are my kids. They wear their jersy's for every game and love to sit and watch football with their dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day my 4 year old son blurts out, "mommy... Jesus wants us to play football."  I have to say I was quite amused. I asked him why Jesus would want us to play football and he said something like, "I don't know, I think it's good excersise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4588212934731338681?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4588212934731338681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4588212934731338681' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4588212934731338681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4588212934731338681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-its-football-season-and-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o307/Lisa426w/FOOTBALL/th_chicago-bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6077616484588806423</id><published>2008-09-21T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T00:34:14.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and watch the leaves fall</title><content type='html'>I absolutely love this time of year.  Minus the fact that it comes around so quickly and it means that another year is almost at a close.  Can anyone believe that we are almost finished with 2008 and moving into 2009.  Where does the time go?  Have you ever thought about it?  Where did it go and why so fast?  What are you doing with it?  It's not the time of year to stop and smell the roses, but instead how about stopping to watch the leaves fall.  We have become a gotta have it now society and it is sad to me that we have falling into the belief that everything has to run 24/7 in order to make more money.   I wish we could do something to change the way the world views our "day of rest" and how valuable it is and should be to our society.  I truly believe we would be a more blessed people is we could observe it the way it was inteded.  Sorry for the soap box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6077616484588806423?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6077616484588806423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6077616484588806423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6077616484588806423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6077616484588806423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/09/stop-and-watch-leaves-fall.html' title='Stop and watch the leaves fall'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5163298920859216899</id><published>2008-09-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:58:57.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have to say that this weekend was a tad bit crappy.  On the 14th, it was my dad's 5th month of being gone.  To top it all off, it was stake conference (my dad was big into stake conference, being the stake president) and the mission prez and his wife spoke as well as singing called to serve (one of my dad's favorites).  So needless to say, it was a bit emotional and I have decided that I will probably just never do well with stake conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How grateful I am for the plan of salvation, for the love of my Savior and the testimony I have of His will and plan.  I was blessed to come to a family who loved the Gospel and taught their chidren to love it too.  I hope to be the kind of parents that mine were and are.  My mom's example of strength and faith is overwhelming.  I'm not saying she doesn't get lonely, but she is striving to know the Lord's will and stay close to those things that give her comfort, prayer and scripture study.  She is amazing to me.  I miss my dad and long for him to call me "beepers" and tell me that everything will look brighter in the morning.  (It's time for a phone call Jimmy!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5163298920859216899?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5163298920859216899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5163298920859216899' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5163298920859216899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5163298920859216899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-have-to-say-that-this-weekend-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7343510095690551882</id><published>2008-09-14T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:06:51.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the pictures don't do it justice!  This has been our project for the past year and more so this summer.  It is so time for it to be done!!!!  Jim has worked so hard and been so good to let the kids get in on the fun. The blue room is going to be Kailyn's and the pink one is Danaca's.  The red room is the theatre room and the brown room withouth the beadboard is my scrapbook area.  The other brown room with the beadboard is the family room.  We are going to start moving stuff down this week.  Sooo excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7343510095690551882?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7343510095690551882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7343510095690551882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7343510095690551882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7343510095690551882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-pictures-dont-do-it-justice-this-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7125426776014243147</id><published>2008-09-14T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:24:31.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/5428aa93.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/?action=view&amp;current=5428aa93.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7125426776014243147?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7125426776014243147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7125426776014243147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7125426776014243147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7125426776014243147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-almost-complete.html' title='It&amp;#39;s almost complete'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-123310587233593827</id><published>2008-08-22T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:52:28.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOKING FOR A GREAT BABY GIFT IDEA ?</title><content type='html'>Look no further.  Check out this website for My Tiny Sweet Cheeks. Click on the post below that says my tiny sweet cheeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-123310587233593827?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/123310587233593827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=123310587233593827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/123310587233593827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/123310587233593827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-for-great-baby-gift-idea.html' title='LOOKING FOR A GREAT BABY GIFT IDEA ?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5725589366260182545</id><published>2008-08-22T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:17:29.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mytinysweetcheeks.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="My Tiny Sweet Cheeks" title="My Tiny Sweet Cheeks 200" src="http://mytinysweetcheeks.com/images/adlogo/adlogo_200.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5725589366260182545?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5725589366260182545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5725589366260182545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5725589366260182545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5725589366260182545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-tiny-sweet-cheeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2752782690322594820</id><published>2008-08-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:36:59.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So all of a sudden, I have no background.  I need to now where to go to get a good background, my blog looks stupid!  I was using cutest blog on the block, but apparently they are no more.  HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2752782690322594820?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2752782690322594820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2752782690322594820' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2752782690322594820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2752782690322594820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-all-of-sudden-i-have-no-background.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2372333010910012140</id><published>2008-08-19T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:27:04.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as I know it...</title><content type='html'>So two weeks ago our ward was split.  It was a much needed split because we had too many people to keep track of.  The following Sunday I was called into the Bishops office and he asked if I would accept being released from my current calling as a relief society teacher.  I was incredibly reluctant to answer his loaded question.  Let me back up for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has always teased and asked when I was going to be in the relief society presidency.  Any time I called him to tell him I was asked to serve somewhere, he would immediatly go for relief society.  I would tell him that he was crazy and not to wish that on me, I was fine doing what I was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sitting in the Bishops office he asked if I would accept a call as the first counsilor in the R.S. presidency over enrichment.  As I accepted and told him I would "love" to, I sat thought about my dad.  I told the Bishop that anyone who wanted me in a presidency was crazy.  When I got home from my interview I wanted so bad to tell him about my new calling.  I knew it wouldnt be the same, but to satisfy my need, I called my parents home phone.  (As some of you know, we've asked mom not to change the message cuz it's dad's voice)  When I heard the beep I proceeded to tell my dad all about it.  Dumb, huh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say my schedule just got shuved into overdrive and life as I knew it no longer exhists.  I hope and pray that I can keep it all together.  I was overwhelmed with the immediate love and concern that I have for the sisters in my ward, and a desire to help them in anyway I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2372333010910012140?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2372333010910012140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2372333010910012140' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2372333010910012140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2372333010910012140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-as-i-know-it.html' title='Life as I know it...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-8997659234756326691</id><published>2008-08-08T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T09:49:39.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to begin...</title><content type='html'>Since my last post was talking about all the craziness, now I'm going to post pictures. While Jim's dad was visiting I was able to take a 3 generation picture. And the girls got a picture with their cousin Bailey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0sg2S7zAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pjq7mOTHA1o/s1600-h/miscellaneous+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232387284916751362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0sg2S7zAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pjq7mOTHA1o/s320/miscellaneous+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0sht2adEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l6nXXAViFS0/s1600-h/miscellaneous+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232387299829511234" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0sht2adEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/l6nXXAViFS0/s320/miscellaneous+030.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next pictures are from when my sister was here and we went up to m Uncle Kelly's house to play with the horses. The kids chased the chicken, picked and ate fresh raspberries and got to ride Felice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0uoAKo5QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GEm4M5CwVPs/s1600-h/miscellaneous+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232389606848652546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0uoAKo5QI/AAAAAAAAAIM/GEm4M5CwVPs/s320/miscellaneous+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ3HflV7i-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/zxeTcTKxQcU/s1600-h/miscellaneous+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232557687488351202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ3HflV7i-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/zxeTcTKxQcU/s320/miscellaneous+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0uok_ay9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/0Me3Dx1HF9k/s1600-h/miscellaneous+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232389616733703122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0uok_ay9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/0Me3Dx1HF9k/s320/miscellaneous+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0upAovtMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Fqihl_8QkLk/s1600-h/miscellaneous+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232389624154797250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0upAovtMI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Fqihl_8QkLk/s320/miscellaneous+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0upSByeSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/q5nWLaJnJFE/s1600-h/miscellaneous+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232389628823238946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0upSByeSI/AAAAAAAAAIk/q5nWLaJnJFE/s320/miscellaneous+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all our company went home I left town. I went to Syracuse to scrapbook for a weekend with my friend Kimberli. Once a year (Mother's day weekend) we get together and scrapbook all day and night. Well when my dad passed away in April Kimberli suggested we move the weekend to August. I was so grateful that she didn't expect me to go thru with it and didn't make me have to be the one to postpone it. It's been 4 months and I am still having a hard time scrapbooking pictures with him in them. Kimberli completed 4 beautiful layouts and I was able to get thru 9 mediocur ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0xOWnbumI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bh3lV4yHPss/s1600-h/miscellaneous+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232392464733289058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0xOWnbumI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bh3lV4yHPss/s320/miscellaneous+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0xOwYc-nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7EhaJe1Fvoo/s1600-h/miscellaneous+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232392471649778290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0xOwYc-nI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7EhaJe1Fvoo/s320/miscellaneous+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-8997659234756326691?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/8997659234756326691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=8997659234756326691' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8997659234756326691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8997659234756326691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-to-begin.html' title='Where to begin...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SJ0sg2S7zAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pjq7mOTHA1o/s72-c/miscellaneous+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4595010004849684685</id><published>2008-07-31T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:02:54.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness</title><content type='html'>This last week has been filled with pure craziness.  Last Saturday, Jim's dad, brother and sister in law and their 2 kids came to stay until Sunday.  They came because Jim as well as 4 others from our ward were ordained to the office of High Priest.  They also announced that our ward would be split.  But don't get any wild ideas.  There has been NO calling attatched!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim's family left Sunda night and my brother and sister in law and their 2 kids came and stayed until Tuesday afternoon at which point, my sister came and is staying until Thursday night.  When she leaves, I go to work and the next day (Friday) I get to go scrapbooking for a weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun.  My sister and I got to spend my birthday together, which we haven't done in years.  We watched home movies that my dad made.  He also made a video of him talking about some of his memories.   It was soooo great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4595010004849684685?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4595010004849684685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4595010004849684685' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4595010004849684685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4595010004849684685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/craziness.html' title='Craziness'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5693355487617707510</id><published>2008-07-24T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:39:25.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution of dance</title><content type='html'>I can't figure out how to get a utube video to play on my blog, but go to the link and watch.  It's histarical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evolutionofdance.com/"&gt;www.evolutionofdance.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5693355487617707510?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5693355487617707510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5693355487617707510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5693355487617707510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5693355487617707510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/evolution-of-dance.html' title='Evolution of dance'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5007656641146238822</id><published>2008-07-24T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:16:14.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend Bobbi sent this to me in an email and I thought it was funny, so I'm sharing.&lt;br /&gt;PREGNANCY Q &amp;amp; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; Should I have a baby after 35? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; No, 35 children is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q :&lt;/span&gt; I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; With any luck, right after he finishes college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but pressure.  Is she right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; When is the best time to get an epidural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Right after you find out you're pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q :&lt;/span&gt; Do I have to have a baby shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Q :&lt;/span&gt; Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act normal again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; When the kids are in college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5007656641146238822?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5007656641146238822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5007656641146238822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5007656641146238822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5007656641146238822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-friend-bobbi-sent-this-to-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7235726100939608176</id><published>2008-07-16T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:11:07.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS SEEMED LIKE FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are the directions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. As you comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7235726100939608176?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7235726100939608176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7235726100939608176' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7235726100939608176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7235726100939608176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3151033152086774889</id><published>2008-07-10T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:08:19.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever been walking along and had an overwhelming sense of satisfaction about your life. That happened to me the other day and it was a really great feeling. I had been thinking about where I am in my life and if we should have more kids. As I walked out of church one Sunday behind my kids, I looked at them and felt completely satisfied. Like, I wasn't missing out on anything. It was kindof wierd. Anyway, just thought I'd share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3151033152086774889?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3151033152086774889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3151033152086774889' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3151033152086774889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3151033152086774889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-you-ever-been-walking-along-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-5397063101126091381</id><published>2008-07-06T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:15:31.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGusBi5bMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/L4MuG_uQ7Wk/s1600-h/some+of+yellowstone+with+griders+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220145514451397826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGusBi5bMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/L4MuG_uQ7Wk/s320/some+of+yellowstone+with+griders+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGussossTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/B0oHeZRbtk0/s1600-h/some+of+yellowstone+with+griders+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220145526018453810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGussossTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/B0oHeZRbtk0/s320/some+of+yellowstone+with+griders+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim, his dad and mom took the kids and went to Yellowstone for Father's Day weekend. I stayed home to work. It sounds like they had a blast. They were all very impressed with all the animals that were out. They even got up close with a bear. There was a park ranger on the side of the road with his hand on his holster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGwBRaJVWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c8kh5WBBMFE/s1600-h/Girls+baseball+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220146978998539618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGwBRaJVWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c8kh5WBBMFE/s320/Girls+baseball+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGwB9kqk9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/U9Zi3bW4B3E/s1600-h/Girls+baseball+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220146990853821394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGwB9kqk9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/U9Zi3bW4B3E/s320/Girls+baseball+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;Danaca and Kailyn played on a fast pitch baseball team. A couple from our ward were the coaches and asked if they would like to play. Never having played baseball, I was a little aprehensive, but they had a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGx_VeJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ea2Ya7-ilR8/s1600-h/4th+of+july+with+Kelti+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220149144752563122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGx_VeJI7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/ea2Ya7-ilR8/s320/4th+of+july+with+Kelti+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGyAnQG0oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6ttCeDXzmVw/s1600-h/4th+of+july+with+Kelti+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220149166705398402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGyAnQG0oI/AAAAAAAAAHs/6ttCeDXzmVw/s320/4th+of+july+with+Kelti+004.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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday we went boating with my friend Kelti and her family.  It was a beautiful day and the water was nice and warm.  I didn't wear a bathing suit because I am not a fan of what they look like on me, but it didn't matter.  I ended up in the water along with Kelti and Melanie (Kelt's sister-in-law) after a long and difficult tube ride.  I was assured that by sitting in the middle I would be safe and not get wet.  But I knew that I would get splashed.  Kelti's dad was determined to not only splash us, but dump us.  I am now very aware of several muscles that I haven't used before trying to hold on for dear life to a three man tube.  It was crule and I got wet!  Total blast.  Thanks Brother Bowman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-5397063101126091381?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/5397063101126091381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=5397063101126091381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5397063101126091381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/5397063101126091381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/catch-up.html' title='Catch up..'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SHGusBi5bMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/L4MuG_uQ7Wk/s72-c/some+of+yellowstone+with+griders+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-8739056043350953794</id><published>2008-07-04T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:34:48.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/rhawks/Football%202006/Prairie%20Central%2017%20Central%20Catholic%2013/joshbrent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/rhawks/Football%202006/Prairie%20Central%2017%20Central%20Catholic%2013/joshbrent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you ever feel like life is running you over? I feel like this guy in white.  How do people find time to accomplish anything that feels productive. I feel like I'm going a hundred miles an hour and getting no where. It's starting to get really frustrating. I consider myself to be a fairly organized person, but I can't keep up and I don't even do as much as some others do. How do you do it? How do you keep it together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is... this has been my easy season at work. What am I going to do when it get's busy again? We are also changing out signing process. It's going from easy to confusingly easy and I'm way nervous about our first few tries. I know that when we get it down, it will be good, but getting to that point will be interesting. Wish us luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-8739056043350953794?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/8739056043350953794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=8739056043350953794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8739056043350953794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8739056043350953794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-ever-feel-like-life-is-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-855971662862279193</id><published>2008-06-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:13:42.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Check out the latest pictures I had taken of our kids.  They are on the right under the temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-855971662862279193?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/855971662862279193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=855971662862279193' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/855971662862279193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/855971662862279193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-8388586816640987559</id><published>2008-06-24T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:52:21.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEHD6NWqvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C9QBo5eIVjA/s1600-h/miscellaneous+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215457607218014962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEHD6NWqvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C9QBo5eIVjA/s320/miscellaneous+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So is it a bad thing to have picked who you are going to marry at the age of 3? We went and spent some time with my friend Kimberli and her family and while we were there, Brighton (my 3 year old) and Bella (her 3 year old) said they were going to get married in the temple when they are older. Guess we'll see what happens. It didn't help to have older siblings eggin it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEIEfcCr2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/IPu-6qtdtEk/s1600-h/miscellaneous+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215458716723359586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEIEfcCr2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/IPu-6qtdtEk/s200/miscellaneous+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEJHhKku8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pa6dJ1hj12U/s1600-h/miscellaneous+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215459868238199746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEJHhKku8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pa6dJ1hj12U/s200/miscellaneous+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEJue3ObtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5TTETKkYkjw/s1600-h/miscellaneous+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215460537635073746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEJue3ObtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5TTETKkYkjw/s200/miscellaneous+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-8388586816640987559?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/8388586816640987559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=8388586816640987559' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8388586816640987559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8388586816640987559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-is-it-bad-thing-to-have-picked-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGEHD6NWqvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/C9QBo5eIVjA/s72-c/miscellaneous+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3358815888501247672</id><published>2008-06-23T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:37:20.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGAbc-zbYZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5ddsnjT9o8E/s1600-h/ScannedImage-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215198553204023698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGAbc-zbYZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5ddsnjT9o8E/s200/ScannedImage-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;As most of you know my dad passed away on a Monday morning. What is it about this day? My mom's father passed away this morning. Another Monday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGAb2hEimeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2J0IvadoA4Y/s1600-h/ScannedImage-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215198991899335138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGAb2hEimeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2J0IvadoA4Y/s200/ScannedImage-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We (the kids and I) went to Brigham City this weekend and stopped over to see my mom's parents. I don't get to see them very often and the mere fact that I made the decision to go down THIS particular weekend... my grandpa has been very sick for a long time but has continued to hang in there. I'm not sure he even knew I was there, but I went and just sat in his room for about an hour. Tender Mercies! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215286810161569842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGBruNl14DI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-J6tM0rAR78/s400/ScannedImage-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is my grandpas legacy. We are only missing 2 babies and a husband who weren't in exhistance when this picture was taken. This is a very special picture. My grandma had said for several years that if my grandpa lived to be 80 we would have a big party and family picture. Our family is spread all over, but this is all of us!! I absolutely love this picture. We are all infront of my grandparents house with my favorite tree in the picture. My grandpa turned 81 this last Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2598966600771156728-3358815888501247672?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3358815888501247672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3358815888501247672' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3358815888501247672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3358815888501247672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/mondays.html' title='Monday&apos;s...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SGAbc-zbYZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5ddsnjT9o8E/s72-c/ScannedImage-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2282602098436612076</id><published>2008-06-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:26:45.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mock me if you must!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have heard me say that I am not a big fan of reading... I found a book.  Sadly, it's a kids book, but were taking baby steps.  It's probably an very easy read for you Twilighter's out there, but this is one that my kids and I are reading together before nap time.  It's called The Mysterious Benedict Society.  It's very intriguing and mysterious!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2282602098436612076?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2282602098436612076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2282602098436612076' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2282602098436612076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2282602098436612076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/mock-me-if-you-must.html' title='Mock me if you must!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4619643702558801910</id><published>2008-06-04T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:34:56.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and Father's day in the same month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is Jim's 36th birthday.  I found a couple of pictures from his MUCH younger years.  He's had some pretty great accomplishments thru the years, but his greatest accomplishment are his four amazing kids, who love him to the moon and back "and then some".  Thanks Jim for being a great dad and husband and my best friend.  &lt;/span&gt;&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/2598966600771156728-4619643702558801910?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4619643702558801910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4619643702558801910' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4619643702558801910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4619643702558801910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-and-fathers-day-in-same-month.html' title='Birthday and Father&apos;s day in the same month.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6989116385940998940</id><published>2008-06-04T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:22:27.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/0a2a3888.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=114" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/?action=view&amp;current=0a2a3888.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6989116385940998940?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6989116385940998940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6989116385940998940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6989116385940998940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6989116385940998940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6694468491129896102</id><published>2008-06-01T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:17:15.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Bird"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SENmNQ5PyZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WlH8m8wpgGs/s1600-h/DSC01841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207117972229835154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SENmNQ5PyZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WlH8m8wpgGs/s200/DSC01841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I remembered the funniest thing that happened a couple of Sundays ago. I went to pick Brighton up from his primary class and his teacher was really excited to have him show me what he learned in class. Brighton wasn't sure what he was talking about and I could see his teacher behind him putting up the "I love you" sign with his hand. Well, Brighton stuck up his middle finger and flipped me off instead. I said "oh, so that's what your teaching him in primary... nice!" They were embarrased and we laughed really hard. It was so funny. He just couldn't get his fingers in the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SENieG7NnRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/5o2V0xNXYlI/s1600-h/DSC01816.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6694468491129896102?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6694468491129896102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6694468491129896102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6694468491129896102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6694468491129896102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/06/bird.html' title='&quot;The Bird&quot;'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SENmNQ5PyZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WlH8m8wpgGs/s72-c/DSC01841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1932775635985578466</id><published>2008-05-31T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:31:01.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WORD TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This was harder than I thought. Some of these questions require more than one word.  Good luck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?. . . . .  desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2. Your significant other? . . . . . . ..Jim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3. Your hair? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4. Your mother? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5. Your father? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . missionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;6. Your favorite thing? . . . . . . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;7. Your dream last night? . . . . . . . LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;8. Your favorite drink? . . . . . . . . . .Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;9. Your dream/goal? . . . . . . . . . . . .Basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;10. The room you're in? . . . . . . . . . Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;11. Your hobby? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;12. Your fear? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;13. Be in six years? . . . . . . . . . . . . . debtfree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;14. Where were you last night? . . . work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;15. What you're not? . . . . . . . . . . . .ambitious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;16. Muffins? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .chocolate chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;17. One of your wish list items? . . . finished scrap room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;18. Where you grew up? . . . . . . . . . Cucamonga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;19. The last thing you did? . . . . . . . breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;20. What are you wearing? . . . . . . .p.j.'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;21. Your tv? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;22. Your pets? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .non-exhistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;23. Your computer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;24. Your life? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .work in progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;25. Your mood? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .ever-changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;26. Missing someone? . . . . . . . . . . . my dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;27. Your car? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .gas hog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;28. Something your not wearing? . .bra :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;29. Favorite store? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Kohls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;30. Your summer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;31. Like someone? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;32. Your favorite color? . . . . . . . . . . red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;33. Last time you lauged?. . . . . . . . . yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;34. Last time you cried? . . . . . . . . . .yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone who reads this can consider themselve tagged! Let's see some answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1932775635985578466?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1932775635985578466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1932775635985578466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1932775635985578466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1932775635985578466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-word-tag.html' title='ONE WORD TAG'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7163716003714289789</id><published>2008-05-30T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:08:30.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things on my list of things to do today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Get up. (this is a tricky one)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Go for a walk. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Finish the laundry I started 3 days ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Clean some part of my house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Go to work at 8pm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Chocolate shakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Hot chocolate with english toffee and whipcream from the coffee shack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Oatmeal chocolate chip cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Peach cobbler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. yellow cake with chocolate frosting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;5&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; things I would do if I suddenly became a billionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Finish our basement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Finish our yard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Pay off my house and other debt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Go back to Fussen, Germany and take the kids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Let Jim stay home and work on his screen play&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 places I've lived: (this is only 5 of 18. Not in any order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Tooele, Utah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Spokane, Washington&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Omaha, Nebraska&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Round Mountain, Nevada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Logan, Utah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 jobs I've held:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Sir Speedy Printing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Old Navy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Flying J Corporate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. KOHLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. KOHLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;5 things people don't know about me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not sure there is anthing that people don't know about me. I'm pretty much an open book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 people tagged:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah, Emily, Chelene (if she ever sees this), Dayna, Bobbi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2598966600771156728-7163716003714289789?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7163716003714289789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7163716003714289789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7163716003714289789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7163716003714289789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-things.html' title='5 things-'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1218191592691444386</id><published>2008-05-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:26:23.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of summer vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I had all these great ambitions for today.  Get up, go for a walk, get ready for the day and then take the kids out and play.  Well, I got up.  It's almost 10 am and my ambition is gone.  Not cool.  It's going to be a long summer if I don't get it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1218191592691444386?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1218191592691444386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1218191592691444386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1218191592691444386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1218191592691444386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-day-of-summer-vacation.html' title='first day of summer vacation'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-4590615634600568984</id><published>2008-05-29T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:11:03.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got really bored and didn't have anything fun to post, so I changed my background.  I'm not sure if I like it.  Let me know what you think.  Should keep it or change it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-4590615634600568984?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/4590615634600568984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=4590615634600568984' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4590615634600568984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/4590615634600568984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-your-opinion.html' title='I need your opinion'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2392028989307981730</id><published>2008-05-26T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:52:44.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another soggy day</title><content type='html'>I don't have a whole lot of anything exciting to add.  Today was again wet and yucky.  My brother and sister in law ended up coming to stay for Sunday night and visiting for a while.  It was really fun to see them.  We wanted to go to the cemetary and have a picnic with my dad, but it was way too wet to throw down a blanket and pull out the K.F.C.  So we'll wait and maybe try for Father's Day.  One of my dad's favorite things to do was go and get some picnic food (a.k.a. Kentucky Fried Chicken), spread out a blanket on the family room floor and have a family picnic.  He wasn't much of an outdoors type, but it is and always will be a great memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... we went and saw Indiana Jones on Friday and I have to say, it was a little disappointing.  I liked it, but I guess I had better expectations.  Other than work,  I haven't done much this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2392028989307981730?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2392028989307981730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2392028989307981730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2392028989307981730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2392028989307981730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-soggy-day.html' title='Another soggy day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-6579862542341599465</id><published>2008-05-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:19:14.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it ever going to be summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m184/Shell28722/BAD%20AZZ%20TAGZZ/PAGES/WHATS%20YOUR%20WEATHER/RAIN.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m184/Shell28722/BAD%20AZZ%20TAGZZ/PAGES/WHATS%20YOUR%20WEATHER/RAIN.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya know... it's almost June and we went from 80 degrees to 43 degrees over night. No snow yet, but at this point I'm not sure I'd be suprised. Everyone is trying to put in their yards, but it's been so windy and rainy. Sad. We on the other hand are stuck down in the basement trying to get that wonderful project done. Don't get me wrong... I've very excited to get it finished, but there isn't a light at the end of that tunnel yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-6579862542341599465?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/6579862542341599465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=6579862542341599465' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6579862542341599465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/6579862542341599465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-ever-going-to-be-summer.html' title='Is it ever going to be summer?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3841606705629797151</id><published>2008-05-18T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:38:23.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney got tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SDDmQWPdDmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l6RZhBYobZM/s1600-h/Easter+2008+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201910738135617122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SDDmQWPdDmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l6RZhBYobZM/s200/Easter+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;- ATTACHED OR SINGLE: "Uhhh... single?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-&lt;/strong&gt; BEST FRIEND: There were too many to list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;- CAKE OR PIE: Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;- DAY OF CHOICE: Friday's, cuz it's candy day at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;- ESSENTIAL ITEMS: "my sisters and brother" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;- FAVORITE COLOR: Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;- GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;- HOMETOWN: Idaho Falls, Id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;- INDULGENCE: "Airheads"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;- JANUARY OR JULY: July (that's not surprising living in Idaho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;- KIDS: none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;- LIFE IS INCOMPLETE WITHOUT: "daddy. Oh, and mommy" (glad I was on the list even if it took a look for her to figure out that I should be on there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;- MARRIAGE DATE: "July 20th" WHAT!!!??? Your only 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;- NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2 sister and a brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;- ORANGES OR APPLES: oranges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;- PHOBIAS OR FEARS: "strangers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;- QUOTES: "I love you to the moon and back, then some. Oh rats, why didn't I think of that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;- REASON TO SMILE: "my family"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;- SEASON: "summer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;-Tag: Josh Gordon, Kate Larson (not sure how you spell Kaitlyn), Kylie Hadfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;-UNKNOWN FACT ABOUT ME: She loves pretending to be a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;- VERY FAVORITE STORE: Somehow I knew she would say Walmart. So sad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;- WORST HABIT: "Not listening to my mom." She has very selective hearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;- X-RAY, ULTRASOUND, OR MAMMOGRAM: She's had to have a couple of x-rays when she was a baby for a syst on her tailbone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;- YOUR FAVORITE FOOD: speghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;- ZODIAC: NO IDEA what that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3841606705629797151?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3841606705629797151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3841606705629797151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3841606705629797151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3841606705629797151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/britney-got-tagged.html' title='Britney got tagged.'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SDDmQWPdDmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/l6RZhBYobZM/s72-c/Easter+2008+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-8599550626120845540</id><published>2008-05-18T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:20:35.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb57/ralphy787878/chronicles_of_narnia_prince_caspian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb57/ralphy787878/chronicles_of_narnia_prince_caspian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT movies! I have really enjoyed picking out his theories and looking for the insight he gives.  For example the sisters are talking about why Aslan hasn't been seen by anyone and the older sister says that he has already proven himself to us, maybe he's waiting for us to prove ourselves to him.  It made me think about our Savior.  He has already proven Himself to us... He's waiting for us to come find Him and prove ourselves.  There was a lot of stuff in there just like that.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r242/shagtag2/movies/narnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r242/shagtag2/movies/narnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/2598966600771156728-8599550626120845540?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/8599550626120845540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=8599550626120845540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8599550626120845540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/8599550626120845540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r242/shagtag2/movies/th_narnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-1815536417005159969</id><published>2008-05-16T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:52:39.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little linace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SC5sBWPdDhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_9fVuINH9dU/s1600-h/Brighton"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201213390065569298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SC5sBWPdDhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_9fVuINH9dU/s200/Brighton%27s+blankies+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SC5ra2PdDgI/AAAAAAAAACw/uD2MHHlyfO4/s1600-h/Brighton"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201212728640605698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SC5ra2PdDgI/AAAAAAAAACw/uD2MHHlyfO4/s200/Brighton%27s+blankies+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little boy has so many blankets. We counted them all one day... all of his favorites anyway, and we came up with&lt;br /&gt;7. He sleeps with them all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-1815536417005159969?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/1815536417005159969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=1815536417005159969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1815536417005159969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/1815536417005159969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-linace.html' title='My little linace'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_da2cKrx6wDg/SC5sBWPdDhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_9fVuINH9dU/s72-c/Brighton%27s+blankies+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-7759306652292266744</id><published>2008-05-16T21:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:40:27.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found the only pictures we have taken of our house so far and decided to post them.  We moved in November 1st and I haven't taken any other pictures yet.  I'm waiting for my house to be clean to take the pictures.  So... I might be waiting a while.  I can't get caught up.  We really liked our builders and consider them friends.  (hopefully they feel the same way)  It isn't a big house, but it fits what we need.  I decided along time ago that I didn't want a big house cuz it's more to clean. I'd rather spend my time doing something besides cleaning.  (sorry mom)  I also didn't want a two story.  I hate vacuuming stairs.  We do have an unfinished basement that we are currently trying to finish and that will be enough stairs.  I've also noticed that there aren't very many two story houses around here.  I wonder why?  We put our masther bedroom on one side of the house and the kids on the other side.  I so love that!  Now I just need to get the girls a quieter alarm so that I don't have to hear it all the way across the house.  Now that it is nice outside, maybe I can get some better pictures of the outside.  We have a lot of beautiful dirt to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-7759306652292266744?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/7759306652292266744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=7759306652292266744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7759306652292266744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/7759306652292266744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-found-only-pictures-we-have-taken-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-2603665891287595812</id><published>2008-05-16T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:30:05.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR HOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w292.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w292.photobucket.com/albums/mm26/jabgrider/690191dc.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-2603665891287595812?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/2603665891287595812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=2603665891287595812' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2603665891287595812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/2603665891287595812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-house.html' title='OUR HOUSE'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2598966600771156728.post-3910812160281881172</id><published>2008-05-15T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T15:57:16.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't tell you how BLESSED I feel to have so many wonderful people in my life. There are some great people who were around when I was growing up and everywhere I have moved, Heavenly Father has put more great people in my path. This has been a very bittersweet time in my life, when people who I haven't talked to, or seen in YEARS have gotten in touch to let me know that me and my family are being thougt about. THANK YOU! Those who I have met along the way have been so supportive. I consider myself lucky to have so many great friends and I'm excited to get back in touch with so many people from my past. Thanks for all your great comments. I love to read them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2598966600771156728-3910812160281881172?l=rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/feeds/3910812160281881172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2598966600771156728&amp;postID=3910812160281881172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3910812160281881172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2598966600771156728/posts/default/3910812160281881172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rollinwiththegriders.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-tell-you-how-blessed-i-feel-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15708105577404057229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
